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A Country Was Wiped Out by Him — We Can't Possibly Contain This Thing!

The footage continued to play, and the world watched in horrified silence. The warped figures on the screen looked like people who had been infected by SCP-217, but the infection had twisted them into strange hybrids, each showing the characteristics of the six civilians previously consud.

One woman held a chain embedded directly into her skull, swinging the limp body of another unfortunate victim as if it were a toy. The third infected person—a man with fully clockwork arms—checked his own body carefully before suddenly leaping from a rooftop straight onto the concrete street. He landed on his stomach with a sickening thud, but was completely unhard, which made his behavior even more disturbing.

Then, without hesitation, the twisted creature began chasing SCP-001, which continued devouring vehicles further down the street. One of the female hybrids noticed the cara and began waving at it—almost childlike—before abruptly freezing. She looked back toward SCP-001, then quickly jumped out of sight, disappearing behind a house.

The footage stopped.

And at that exact mont, the entire Marvel world fell into unnatural silence.

Millions stared at their screens with eyes full of terror.

One second… two… three…

Then the livestream exploded with panic.

"F**K! This isn't the Broken God at all!"

"This is fleshcraft, a Sarkic creation!"

"Why does a flesh-and-blood monster appear beside the Broken God?!"

"This is insane—absolutely insane!"

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Kamar-Taj

The mont the grotesque flesh creatures appeared, the Ancient One's heartbeat stopped.

She stared up at the dimming sky-screen, her expression frozen. She looked like she had been struck by lightning—shocked speechless.

"A… twisted creature made from Yaldabaoth's flesh… actually exists?"

Earlier, she had noticed sothing strange about the language used by the priests of the Church of the Broken God. Their descriptions of SCP-001 didn't match the orderly, logical, chanical deity the Church worshipped. Instead, their words resembled the violent, chaotic, flesh-warping god Yaldabaoth, ruler of the Sarkic Cult.

And now, after seeing these Sarkic-style abominations standing beside the so-called chanical god, she finally understood.

But she had only one question:

Why?

Why would the priests of the Church of the Broken God build the Heart of their God…

and end up tainting it with the essence of Yaldabaoth?

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The Observer Dinsion

High above reality, the Watcher Uatu felt fear for the first ti in centuries.

He stared at the screen without blinking, rembering the twisted limbs and writhing flesh he had seen earlier—each piece overflowing with Yaldabaoth's chaotic aura.

"How dare this crude machine defy order and logic?" Uatu whispered.

"It behaves like the mirror opposite of the Church. It resembles a Sarkic creation—only chanical."

The "machine" ate.

The "machine" reproduced.

A chanical being with biological instincts.

"What exactly is SCP-001?" he muttered.

"A creation of the Broken God… or a mutation of Yaldabaoth?"

No one had an answer.

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The Phone Call From 1942

A new recording appeared on Jas's screen.

It was a telephone conversation from 1942 between Robert Bumaro, leader of the Church of the Broken God, and a young field agent responsible for feeding their "God."

The call began innocently enough, with the agent respectfully addressing Robert as "Holy Father."

But when Robert asked, "Have you fed the young master?", the entire Marvel audience froze.

Young master?

A living creation of the Church?

As the agent explained the situation, his voice trembled.

"Holy Father… our God is too hungry. We can't satisfy Him. The supplies are never enough."

Across the world, everyone held their breath.

Even inside S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury's blood ran cold.

He stared at the date—December 1942.

And then the terrifying realization struck him:

**SCP-001 was created by the Church of the Broken God.

And that sa creation would later massacre an entire city.**

His heart pounded violently.

anwhile, Robert Bumaro dismissed the agent's fears.

"A devout heart can speak to God. If you cannot communicate with Him, your faith is weak."

The agent desperately insisted that wasn't the issue.

But Robert interrupted again.

"Find soone with stronger faith. He will speak to the Lord. Our God is rational."

The call ended.

Yet the unease remained.

Because now the world understood the horrifying truth:

**The Church of the Broken God created sothing they couldn't control.

And that "sothing" only grew hungrier.**

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The Event That Erased a Country

Jas scrolled again.

Another file appeared:

[Addendum 001.05: Supplentary Report, December 1943]

It included satellite images of the Neco region—before and after the "001-Apotheosis Event."

Inside S.H.I.E.L.D., Natasha frowned.

"These pictures look the sa… don't they?"

Nick Fury looked closer.

Then he saw the note:

"160,000 square kiloters missing."

He froze.

Natasha's eyes widened in shock.

An area almost half the size of Germany…

simply gone.

Erased from the map.

The livestream erupted into chaos.

"Did SCP-001 really wipe out HALF A COUNTRY?!"

"What is the Apotheosis Event?!"

"And SCP-001 is just the Heart… not even the real Broken God?!"

"This is divine power… real divine power…"

Back in Kamar-Taj, the Ancient One whispered in disbelief:

"This… this is too similar to the Stag's descent. Is this truly the power of a Supre God?"

She stared as the interview continued.

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The Foundation Commander's Testimony

The Foundation Site-74 Commander explained how it all began.

They first heard rumors in late 1942. Refugees spoke of an entire town being "covered." No one explained by what.

Only that everything was swallowed by "la máquina"—the machine.

Five days later, only one survivor from the investigation team crawled back.

He was barely conscious, muttering:

"A world-eating monster…

Everyone else is gone…

It covered them…"

The Commander's voice trembled as he spoke.

"He tried to kill it. But then he realized what we all learned later…"

He swallowed hard.

"We can't possibly contain this thing."

His voice grew heavy with despair.

"There's no hole big enough to imprison it.

No box it can't devour.

No barrier it won't eventually break."

He clenched his teeth.

"And the machine…

doesn't care."

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Final Scene

The interview ended.

And across the Marvel Universe, a terrifying truth settled in:

A creature that was supposed to be chanical…

that behaved like a living hunger…

that carried the essence of both the Broken God and Yaldabaoth…

**SCP-001 had consud 160,000 square kiloters of land.

Half a nation.

An entire region erased.**

And even the Foundation admitted:

"We cannot contain this thing."

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