Chapter 108
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Chapter 108: Title
"Observe this mural! Study the creatures depicted here – they’re clearly conversing with Atlanteans, undeniably demonstrating advanced intelligence."
The group shifted their attention to the second mural. The first illustration portrayed Atlantis emerging from another world onto Blue Star, while the third depicted its integration into the ancient Blue Star society.
Numerous peculiar races filled the artworks. Beyond strangely attired humanoids, many intelligent races were distinctly non-human.
Some bore human-like features except for a vertical third eye centered on their foreheads. Others possessed heads of recognizable or fantastical beasts atop humanoid torsos.
One scene showed merfolk-like Atlanteans engaged in dialogue with pointed-ear elves…
"The third ocular feature strongly resembles descriptions from First Solar Era civilizations… This supports my theory about cyclical civilization eras being factual…"
"What civilization eras?" Professor Levi blinked. Though leading the Atlantis research project, his expertise remained confined to mainstream Atlantean legends.
The concepts of Solar Eras and civilization cycles clearly exceeded his academic scope.
"My apologies for the enthusiasm," Professor Bain responded, noticing the surrounding perplexed expressions. "Let me clarify."
"Blue Star’s 4.5-billion-year existence contrasts sharply with humanity’s mere thousands of recorded history. Even extending to primitive hominids only reaches 4.4 million years."
"Four million years proves insignificant against planetary timescales."
"This raises crucial questions – did prior civilizations exist? My life’s work explores this, with Atlantis representing one such prehistoric society."
"The Solar Era framework categorizes ancient civilizations, though lacking physical evidence prevents mainstream acceptance."
"We currently inhabit the Fifth Solar Era, preceded by four others."
"Atlantis belongs to the Fourth – the most recent cycle before ours. Dubbed the civilization of light, they achieved remarkable photonic applications."
None present doubted this luminous capability. The underwater city’s enduring energy systems clearly demonstrated photonic technology, though Atlantean light-generation methods in lightless depths remained mysterious.
Their defensive mechanisms shared similarities with modern technology yet diverged into hybrid systems – perhaps blending science with esoteric energy manipulation.
"The Third Solar Era hosted Muria civilization, a biochemical society mastering botanical manipulation akin to Europe’s natural fairy communities."
"Mesopotamia civilization dominated the Second Era – a culinary-focused society of gastronomic experts along river valleys."
"The First Solar Era birthed Gendaya’s superpower civilization. Males wielded extraordinary abilities through their third eyes, while females’ wombs supposedly channeled divine will during childbirth."
"All four ancient civilizations maintained humanoid appearances except Gendaya’s ocular feature. Unfortunately, detailed records remain scarce."
"Scholars long theorized Atlantis might represent an oceanic civilization, but this discovery…"
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Unseen by the engrossed scholars, spectral eyes observed from the void.
Ye Linlang marveled at Professor Bain’s elaborate reconstruction. His self-contained narrative nearly matched her own plans through sheer speculation.
"Pity," she murmured, shaking her head.
While ancient civilizations undoubtedly existed during Blue Star’s 4.5-billion-year history, Atlantis’ truth differed profoundly. According to world consciousness’ records, this civilization likely thrived undiminished on a neighboring planet.
Her regret extended beyond Bain’s misguided theories – humanity would never comprehend Atlantis’ true legacy.
“History” danced in her fingertips, bending to her whims as she reshaped narratives. Now, Atlantis stood branded as “foreigners” in this rewritten chronicle.
Ye Linlang rubbed her chin, faintly guilty about metaphorically kicking Atlantis off Blue Star’s registry of native civilizations. Yet the migration hadn’t been her coercion—they’d voluntarily removed themselves from Blue Star’s records first. By that logic, her actions seemed almost reasonable.
As for how Ye Linlang uncovered Atlantis’ origins? One must recall her collaborator in these schemes. The world consciousness governed not merely Blue Star, but the entire cosmos—a cosmic librarian hoarding every shred of universal data.
Her knowledge extended beyond Atlantis. While Blue Star’s inhabitants lamented cosmic solitude, their celestial neighborhood teemed with life…
Ye Linlang’s blueprint drew from pre-crossing Earth’s histories and myths. Researching Atlantis, she’d discovered this genuine ancient civilization—born fifteen million years prior, its zenith technology dwarfing modern humanity’s.
Yet even Atlantis’ brilliance couldn’t survive the Ice Age’s wrath. Their nuclear-powered exodus left few survivors. Present-day humans, still earthbound, should note this cautionary tale—Atlantis’ marginally superior tech had birthed a doomed migration.
The world consciousness granted her limited Blue Star database access. Pinpointing Atlantis’ records drained copious Fantasy Points. Now requiring more points to track their new galactic address, Ye Linlang mused on cosmic scale—the Milky Way’s hundred-thousand-light-year span, observable universe’s 82-billion-light-year diameter, light from remoter stars still en route…
The Awakening of Spiritual Energy—her magnum opus of deception—was no mere terrestrial phenomenon. Scrawled notes on “interstellar transformation” hinted at broader applications. This falsehood gained truth through its architects: herself (the universe’s paramount entity) and the singular world consciousness dubbed “Heaven’s Way.”
Deception demanded symmetry. Having convinced humanity of spiritual resurgence, she couldn’t falter when aliens emerged. Thus before extraterrestrial contact, interstellar diplomacy became imperative. Atlantis would be her inaugural off-world destination.
Watching Professor Bain’s rambling theories onscreen, Ye Linlang’s smirk deepened. Her planted “surprises” should now be manifesting—though recipients would deem them revolutionary discoveries rather than traps.
Beside Bain’s feed, an aerial view showed the submerged city’s crown jewel: the sea god’s weathered statue. Researchers and special forces swarmed its base, scanners humming. A drone circled overhead as one scientist, reviewing footage, abruptly summoned a tactical operative.
The young soldier nodded at whispered instructions. Magic—crudely harnessed—lifted him through aqueous energy fields toward the statue’s forehead pendant. Ye Linlang observed his ascent, amused by humanity’s enduring irreverence despite confirmed divinities.
Contact.
Light erupted from the pendant, seismic tremors rattling the temple. The beam hurled the soldier downward as panicked crowds surged outside, mirroring researchers’ stunned expressions.
Cobalt radiance pierced the city’s protective dome, swelling to engulf Atlantis’ sunken mass before spearing upward—through black ocean depths, past foamy surfaces, into star-flecked void.
Every nation with functioning satellites detected the Atlantic anomaly. Earthbound sensors captured strange data patterns, though none noticed amidst the spectacle—a titanic azure pillar blazing for sixty seconds before vanishing, leaving astronomers breathless and conspiracy forums aflame.
