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Name: Yaldabaoth, The Demiurge, The God of Flesh, Važjuma, "Saklas", "Samael", "God-Eater", "Devourer", "His Undulating Vastness", "The Great Winnower", "The God of Flesh", "Nüwa", "The Dragon in the Great Brass Cage"
Origin: SCP Foundation
Age: As old as creation
Classification: Old God
Powers and Abilities: Superhuman Physical Characteristics, Immortality (Types 1, 3, and 4), Regeneration (Low-Godly), Reality Warping, Higher-Dimensional Manipulation, Biological Manipulation, Spatial Manipulation, Time Manipulation, Intangibility, Shapeshifting, Disease Manipulation, Creation, Chaos Manipulation, Mind Manipulation, Soul Manipulation, Matter Manipulation, Bone Manipulation, Transmutation, Resurrection, Precognition, Empathic Manipulation, Portal Creation, Perception Manipulation, Summoning, Smite, Existence Erasure, Teleportation, Telekinesis, Body Control, Can see and travel across different realities
Attack Potency: Hyperverse level (Exists in and can destroy every dimension and all existence in the SCP multiverse, which has been confirmed to have at least 26 observable dimensions and an uncountable number of unobservable dimensions)
Lifting Strength: Immeasurable
Striking Strength: Hyperversal
Durability: Hyperverse level
Stamina: Likely limitless
Standard Equipment: Archons
Weaknesses: None notable
|“|| Upon the mountain came a man, His lips were sealed but his eyes are many. In his company were beasts and serpents, Chained to his many hands reluctantly following.
I came in front of him in fear and worship, Listening to the prophecy from the tongueless prophet. The serpents coiled and the beasts restless, But each held back by the eyes ever watching.
"I have seen the dragon in the Great Brass Cage," He said, "Its claws are sharp and its breeds are many. Its mouth consuming stars and its scales large as cities, It coils and bends with the cage rusting.
"I have heard chanting and seen his servants, Reborn from mere men to serpents and beasts. Sacrifices were made in exchange for power, But the great dragon never needs to feed.
"It fed on the bodies of gods not the flesh of men, And it fell into slumber for ages and ages. But its glory reduces not and his crown ever flaming, Only a fool would claim mastery to such a thing.
"Pity the Great Sorcerer King of Adytum, Who regards himself a god but an insect merely. Pity his Klavigar and proud Karcists, Who seek to rule the land but will all perish.
"Pity the followers of the great brass machine, Their master scattered still in pieces. Pity the mortals who know not about the dragons, Descendants of the same blood but will die in ashes."
My face went pale as the beasts roared, And I could hear the serpents shifting in darkness. The moon shed down a blood red light, As the mouthless prophet spoke once more.
"I have seen the dragon in the great brass cage," He said, "Its teeth are sharp and its eyes are opening. Its crown shines and its throne to be remade, And when the cage shatters it will breathe
|~ I Have Seen the Dragon in the Great Brass Cage|