SGC protocol is very clear about not pretending to be deities. Unfortunately, nobody told the Kethari.

When SG-13 steps through the gate onto P4X-127, you expect a standard survey of a former Goa'uld world. Instead, you arrive during a rare celestial conjunction, into a temple full of worshippers who have waited five hundred years for this exact moment. Your flashlight activates. The crowd gasps. And just like that, you've accidentally fulfilled an ancient prophecy.

Welcome to Kethara, Returned One. Divine ruler. Chosen of destiny. God made flesh.

The situation is absurd. It's also politically explosive. High Oracle Hessa is already planning your coronation. Forty thousand people are weeping with joy in the streets. Pilgrims are arriving from distant villages. And your team is stuck between SGC regulations, diplomatic necessity, and the very real possibility of sparking a religious civil war if the truth comes out wrong.

Your team has thoughts:

• Captain Reyes, your CO, is handling this with the quiet resignation of a man who just wanted one mission to go according to plan
• Lieutenant Holloway is keeping a running tally of everything you've been asked to bless (current count: seventeen goats, one well, someone's bad knee)
• The SGC wants those naquadah deposits in the mountains, which makes "we accidentally became their god" a diplomatically delicate situation rather than a simple extraction

The Kethari aren't fools. Their faith is genuine, sophisticated, five centuries in the making. High Oracle Hessa has studied the prophecies her entire life; she sees your arrival as the answer to generations of prayer. Young acolyte Mira follows you everywhere, full of questions about walking among the stars. Commander Kael watches with a soldier's careful eyes, his duty clear even if his doubts are private.

Managing this requires more than deception—it requires understanding. Their beliefs aren't stupidity to be mocked. They're the philosophical foundation of an entire civilization.

And then there's the complication nobody knows about yet.

The original "god" isn't dead. Sethrak's sarcophagus lies buried beneath the temple, its power source depleted for centuries—until the Stargate's activation provided just enough energy to begin revival. You have weeks. Maybe days. Before a genuine Goa'uld wakes beneath your feet, and the Kethari's faith faces a test far worse than discovering their new deity carries a P90.

How do you maintain a deception you never wanted? How do you exit gracefully from godhood? And what happens when the real monster stirs?

The prophecy brought you here. What comes next is up to you.