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The Macross-class Deep Space Exploration Ship—designed by Rhodes Island Industries—is the first human-made spacecraft capable of interstellar travel.

Fully equipped with life-support systems, this colossal warship is capable of independent, long-range operations in deep space.

For the first time in human history, ever since the spark of civilization was ignited, mankind had truly stepped beyond the Earth-Moon system.

This vessel was the first to reach the boundless sea of stars with entirely self-developed, independent technology.

Due to the need for long-range voyages measured in light-years, while also maintaining high maneuverability in conventional space, Kagura designed these warships to be equipped with two distinct propulsion systems.

For localized maneuvers and combat, the Macross employs high-performance photonic engines developed from the advanced Ark Reactor technology.

These engines allow the colossal ship—stretching several kilometers in length—to "dance on the spot" even in the vacuum of space.

Thanks to the lack of resistance in space, combined with Kagura's sophisticated gravity control and inertia dampening technologies, the entire vessel could perform a full 360-degree rotation in about ten seconds.

Accelerating from relative rest to ten percent of light speed would only take ten minutes—a remarkable feat of agility for a ship of its size.

Of course, even at ten percent the speed of light, the Macross-class warship's conventional engines could at best only serve within the solar system.

To reach distant realms like Asgard or Nidavellir, instantaneous interstellar travel via hyperspace jump technology was absolutely essential.

In truth, by Earth's own technological standards—be it in energy science, fundamental physics, materials engineering, or construction technology—such advancements were still far out of reach.

Not even the cutting-edge tech hubs like Stark Industries or S.H.I.E.L.D. could truly bridge that gap; hyperspace engines remained but a distant dream.

Speaking of which, one couldn't help but praise Dr. Pym and his quantum tunnel.

While interstellar navigation was yet to be conquered, the ability to traverse parallel worlds and even manipulate time had already become reality—a truly surreal scientific miracle.

Regardless, technology follows a simple path: acquisition, digestion, understanding, and improvement.

Armed with foundational scientific data from Asgard and dark energy and dark matter technology from the Dark Elves, Kagura developed a fully operational hyperspace jump engine, surpassing the limits of Earth's own civilization.

The moment the hyperspace engines aboard the Hyperion, Throne of Kings, and Moonlight Throne ignited, the skies above Earth—toward Lagrange Point L2—were lit with dazzling starlight.

It was a light bright enough to twist and tear the fabric of space itself, carving a path through the three-dimensional universe for the ships to sail.

At full power, the dark matter engines at the heart of these ships burned with such brilliance that the three warships became the brightest stars in the night sky—a spectacle that would be forever etched into the memories of all humanity.

On that day, mankind finally stepped out of its cradle called Earth.

The childhood of civilization was over.

The Great Age of Interstellar Voyages had begun.

"Jump engine, activate!"

With a brilliant flash of white light, the three warships instantly entered the hyperspace jump corridor.

From the bridge of the Hyperion, the surrounding stars stretched into infinite lines of white against the pitch-black backdrop of space, extending forward along the path of travel and seemingly all the way into the distant past.

"Kagura, I've got to admit—your technology is truly incredible," said Thor with genuine admiration as he watched the distorted starlight outside. "To enter hyperspace without the slightest shake or discomfort—even Asgardian ships can't manage that."

"But of course!" Kagura replied proudly with a smile. "These are improvements built on a blend of Asgardian and Dark Elf technology—Earth's very own home-grown upgrade to their designs. Naturally, they're better than the originals!"

'Whoosh—!'

The warships sped forward at speeds far beyond the speed of light.

'Boom—!'

After several minutes of hyperspace travel, the jump coordinates locked in.

The warp corridor collapsed.

"Jump complete. Switching to standard propulsion mode," the ship's AI system announced calmly.

In the blink of an eye, the three Earth warships emerged from subspace as if appearing from nowhere, materializing near their destination—Nidavellir, the Dwarven realm located tens of thousands of light-years from Earth.

However…

"Captain, we've arrived at the designated coordinates, but… something seems off ahead," reported YoRHa Unit 9S, the ship's communications officer in her youthful form.

"Is this really an alien kingdom? If so… they must be extremely resistant to the cold."

What greeted them was a realm of darkness, desolation, and freezing silence.

No bright neutron stars.

No slowly turning Dyson spheres.

No bustling, high-tech civilizations.

And certainly none of the legendary, brilliantly lit, furnace-like cosmic forge world they had expected.

Before the three Earth warships lay only a dead star… and three shattered, ice-bound remnants of Dyson spheres.

"Something's not right here."

Staring at the darkened realm of Nidavellir ahead, Thor frowned.

"The neutron star has gone dark, the forges are silent... What's going on here? Where are the Dwarves? This makes no sense..."

In contrast to Thor's obvious shock, Kagura remained surprisingly calm.

After all, in the MCU world she remembered, Nidavellir had looked just like this the first time it appeared—silent, lifeless, and broken.

And the reason was simple: Thanos had already been here.

In his quest to wield the power of the Infinity Stones, Thanos had come to Nidavellir.

He demanded the Dwarves forge a gauntlet capable of harnessing the stones' immense power—the legendary artifact known as the Infinity Gauntlet.

But the cunning Mad Titan had never intended to honor his word.

After getting exactly what he wanted, he swept his mighty hand and destroyed the entire realm of Nidavellir, slaughtering nearly all of its Dwarven inhabitants—ensuring that no one else could ever craft weapons powerful enough to threaten him.

It was clear: even Thanos had feared the forging prowess of Nidavellir's Dwarves.

And indeed, in that version of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, he nearly met his end—no, he did meet his end—at the edge of Stormbreaker, the great battle axe forged in this very place.

What a pity, Thor... in that world, you didn't aim for the head fast enough...

"So... what now? Looks like this realm is well and truly dead," Loki muttered.

"Maybe we should cut our losses? After all, this ship is fantastic—I'm sure there's somewhere else in the universe we can find weapons good enough for us. Maybe in Knowhere or someplace like that..."

"No." Thor's voice was firm.

"We're going to check the Dwarves' Dyson ring first. No matter what happened here, I need to know. Nidavellir is one of the Nine Realms. As an Asgardian, it's my duty—my responsibility—to find out what became of this place."

"I agree with you, Thor," Kagura nodded. "We can't just turn around and leave. Let's go up and see for ourselves."

Loki sighed and shrugged. "Well, suit yourselves. But hey... if I can pick up a new weapon of my own along the way, I won't complain about tagging along."

With everyone in agreement, the decision was made.

The three of them boarded the Halo-class dropship from the warship and set course for what remained of the Dwarves' once-mighty realm...