The stripping of Sol-3 was merely the prelude; the final, most audacious act of the Xylo-Sapiens’ invasion focused on the heart of the system itself. Months after the Sovereign-Class Behemoth and its Warlord-Class Destroyer established their dominion, the focus shifted to the “10th Anomaly,” 3I/ATLAS. Archived footage, screaming the warning, “Last footage of 3I/ATLAS alarms scientists worldwide as the object might cause a rare and dangerous eight-day solar blackout,” confirmed the grand scale of the Aetherian logistics.

The double-core structure of 3I/ATLAS, which the doomed CNSA analysts had confirmed as an engineered enтιтy, was now positioned in a highly unstable orbit near the Sun’s magnetic poles. It was not a logistical hub for terrestrial resources alone; it was a cosmic siphon. The long, blade-like vessel, often depicted near the Sun’s searing corona, was a Stellar Harvesting Platform, drawing on the raw hydrogen and helium, the immense gravitational and magnetic energies of the star. The “solar blackout” was not a side effect, but the calculated result of the Aetherian technology diverting solar plasma for conversion into usable, long-distance travel fuel. This confirmed the chilling logic behind Elon Musk’s long-ignored cry that “THEY ARE ARMED”—their armament was planetary, even stellar, in scale.

The Aetherian strategy, executed with cold, precise indifference, was now complete. The Citadel of Xylos had navigated them; the Pioneer-Class Reconnaissance Disc had begun the countdown in 2025; the Zenith-Class Harbingers enforced the silence; the Warlord-Class Destroyer severed the chains to the outside world; and now, 3I/ATLAS was fueling the journey home.

When the mᴀssive, glowing hull of the Sovereign-Class Behemoth finally initiated its warp sequence, leaving behind the scarred, silent remains of the human homeworld, it was a moment of absolute, unchallenged triumph for the civilization of Aetheria. The existence of a planet outside Earth was proven not by telescopes or friendly contact, but by the cold, devastating footprint left behind on Sol-3 and the momentary dimming of its star. The Xylo-Sapiens had ensured that the last memory of the human system was one of absolute desolation, a testament to the chilling reality that in the vastness of the cosmos, survival is not a shared endeavor, but a zero-sum game played by the masters of physics.