American comics: Past life exposed, I build a foundation

Giant?

Natasha looked at the screen in amazement and muttered:

"Meaning, those three paper balls just now are the giants of the illusory world?"

Nick Fury frowned and said: . .

"If the paper balls are giants, then why did they leave the illusion world? and like this?"

Recall the crumpled appearance of the three paper balls before, and the action of the origami dragon to bring them back.

Nick Fury has a guess.

The creatures of the illusion seem to want to invade the real world, and the dragon...

It's the Guardian!

But this situation also exposes a serious problem -

The illusion is deteriorating dramatically, and the rate of collapse is increasing rapidly.

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Kama Taj.

"It's really a giant!"

In the sight of the ancient one,

The three crumpled paper balls before were the corpses of the three giants!

And the body of the dragon projected by the origami dragon is also scarred.

It's like you've just gone through a terrible battle...

The thought that the fantasy world was constantly collapsing, the ancient one let out a sigh.

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The picture appeared, and apparently some time had passed.

Lin Lang stood beside Dr. Kondraki in a white lab coat, as if he was reporting something.

"In summary, I believe that SCP-1762 is the product of the fantasy of a Level 4 reality bender!"

The voice fell, and the office fell silent for a moment.

Dr. Kondraki looked at Lin Lang with complicated eyes, and was silent for a long time before he sighed slowly:

"I really didn't expect that an ordinary Safe-class containment object with a "593" pass would allow you to divide such an exaggerated result. "

Lin Lang was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Dr. Kondraki meant.

Dr. Kondraki lights a cigarette.

Hiss~

Call~

Spuffling out a smoke ring, he leaned back in his chair and shrugged, "We found the old man who sent SCP-1762. "

"He's a reality bender?"

"No! he's not," Dr. Kondraki said, "his grandson is." "

As soon as these words came out, the live broadcast room was suddenly quiet!

Did Lin Lang really guess correctly?

Dr. Kondraki took out a photo and handed it to Lin Lang.

The yellowed photo is a little old, and it looks like a family of four, grandpa, mom and dad, and a small child.

It's a pity that the picture of the child seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

Lin Lang looked at Dr. Kondraki inquiringly.

"He's most likely a Level 4 reality bender in Stage 3: Stable!"

Dr. Kondraki sighed, "But he has been around for a short time. SCP-1762 is most likely the product of his fantasies!"

"What about SCP-1762..."

"If you're interested, you can continue the project, and it won't be long before you're put into Neutralized. "

[Neutralized: Neutralization]

[SCP is an anomaly that has been intentionally or unintentionally destroyed or rendered ineffective, and is no longer anomalous.] 】

Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room also guessed the ending of the child to some extent.

They also understood why the Illusory World was inevitably collapsing.

for their Creator is dead······

The consternation faded and was replaced by a long sigh.

At that moment, the screen turned.

When he reappeared, Lin Lang, who was wearing a white coat, stood in the containment room again.

He looked at the silver box in a daze,

It was as if her imagination had broken through the barrier between reality and fantasy, and she was swimming in the bizarre world behind the box.

Until it was interrupted by a sneering sound.

With another puff of smoke came out.

Five origami dragons slowly flew out of the carton.

Lin Lang was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he saw them throw a note from the air, and then hurriedly returned to the cardboard box.

Lin Lang waited for a moment, but he never waited for the unique red origami dragon.

[The situation is becoming more and more tense. 】

[The illusion is getting darker and darker. 】

We, the Serpents and the Hybrids, are trying to prevent them from returning, but the Giants and Elves want to attack and open an entrance. 】

They say your people have become foolish and ignorant. We hope this is not true. If you have forgotten this, we will be very sad. 】

A short paragraph of text made Lin Lang's hand tremble slightly.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also sad.

They seemed to see... On a planet, all sorts of magical creatures are engaged in a brutal war.

This beautiful world is shattered by the battle,

All living things are in a panic, inevitably going to perish...

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Stark Industrial Building.

Tony stared at the screen in a daze, his gaze showing a complex feeling.

It's like witnessing the world as described in the note is collapsing.

Everyone has a childhood, and every child has had such an innocent fantasy.

His childhood has dissipated in the long river of years,

The best fantasies fade,

Instead, the pursuit of fame and fortune in reality...

"Serpents, giants, elves, dragons... It must be a beautiful world. Tony sighed.

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A few days later, Lin Lang waited for the carton to open again.

Only this time, only a red origami dragon flew out.

The yellow tape that had been attached to the wings was gone, leaving a shocking tear.

And the appearance also shows significant folds.

It barely waved its wings and flew around Lin Lang.

After a minute of difficult flight, it fell to the ground like a bird that had come to the end of its life······

Lin Lang trembled and picked it up, only to see a line of words on its wings-

[War. 】

[Goodbye, friends.] 】

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A dead silence pervaded.

Lin Lang's solemn figure is like a statue.

He silently said goodbye to this friend who only had a few faces, and his sighing look was heartbreaking.

A complex emotion spread in the live broadcast room.

It's like knocking over a cruet, and there are mixed flavors for a while.

"So, war is inevitable, right?"

"It wants to see its friends one last time before it dies..."

"Dragon, it's fallen..."

"Sadness swept over, inexplicably a little lost... It's like, too, I went to something important..."

The entire live broadcast room was filled with an atmosphere of grief.

But in the midst of the sadness, everyone couldn't help but think,

What the hell is wrong with that world?

No one can answer this question.

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In the picture, Lin Lang is gently holding an origami dragon, as if holding a fragile dream.

After being silent for a long time, Lin Lang gently spit out a sentence: "Goodbye..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the carton suddenly opened and released a two-meter-high flame!

Several roars that sound like they come from a distance emanate from SCP-1762-1.

Lin Lang suddenly froze in place.

SCP-1762-1 was immediately followed by a large number of shredded pieces of paper and balls of paper.

Several damaged origami dragons also appear in it.

It's just that they're all like red origami dragons, and they've lost a bit of life.

"You look sad. "At some point, Dr. Kondraki appeared at the door of the containment chamber.

"An anomalous temperature of 1700 degrees has just been detected in the containment chamber, so I'm going to take a look. "

He came to Lin Lang's side and noticed the origami dragon in his hand, as well as the origami dragons on the ground that had lost their vitality:

"SCP-1762-2 neutralized?"

"Yes, they're dead. "

Instead of the cold word of neutralization, Lin Lang chose 'death', a word unique to living beings.

Dr. Kondraki did not correct Lin Lang, but slowly approached SCP-1762-1.

After looking up and down, I was suddenly stunned.

He was then seen slowly removing a roll resembling parchment from SCP-1762-1.

Some of the font on it has been blurred or obscured by blood.

Not only Lin Lang, but also the audience in the live broadcast room was immediately attracted to attention.

"Are you still there, friend? we miss you so much. ..... 】

[The Illusory World is no longer safe. Our harbor, your creation, is gone. The giants are dead. The Minotaur also died. The birds fled. 】

We will burn down your rooms, and we cannot risk you being harmed. 】

[This is our farewell. 】

Perhaps one day, your people will build another room. This little hope may be disappointed, but we will cherish it. 】

Dr. Kondraki read it word for word.

Before he could speak, SCP-1762-1 began to shake again and emit smoke.

It lasted for 15 minutes.

After that, the carton begins to slack and decompose.

Several parts of the chest began to scorch and disintegrate, soon leaving the chest full of small holes caused by the cautery.

The words "The Dragon is Here" written on the lid of the box were burned.

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Kama Tajne.

Seeing this scene, the ancient one let out a long sigh.

The origami dragon she saw was the corpse of a giant dragon, and the cardboard box she saw was a door to the illusionary world.

However, all this came to an end as the illusion continued to collapse.

As the dragon said:

They have ruined the only way for the Illusory World to connect to reality.

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The picture darkened, and when it reappeared, it was as if another period of time had passed.

Lin Lang held SCP-1762-1 in his arms and stood in the middle of a lecture hall, as if giving a report.

Most of the people sitting on the stage were doctors, and there were a few old acquaintances among them-

Dr. Kondraki, Dr. Clef······

"This is the last document obtained from SCP-1762-1. Lin Lang put down the box and took out a document.

The document is written in ink on a papyrus scroll and accompanied by a drawing depicting a mountainous area dotted with trees and waterfalls.

A winged dragon can be seen in the background, appearing to be about to fly away.

In the lower right corner of the paper roll, a paragraph was left:

[The master said we will not meet you again.] We're sad, and so are everyone else. 】

[We were once full of dreams and ideals. Unfortunately, we are no longer able to share them. 】

[The master said we had to leave.] He said he would create a new illusion, and he said you can't be a part of the new illusion. 】

We are sad. We love you and we will not forget you. 】

[We are scared, will you forget us?]

Lin Lang read the above content, his expression was calm, only the trembling gaze revealed his not calm heart.

"And after that?"

On the stage, there was a doctor 0.4 who asked.

"Upon removal of SCP-1762-18, salt water began to emerge from SCP-1762-1, and the original burn marks began to fade. "

Lin Lang's tone slowed: "After three minutes, SCP-1762-1 was restored to its original state. The words 'The dragon was here' became 'The dragon was here.' ’"

Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room was completely silent.

It was as if they had seen a magnificent world crumble silently, and the imaginative creations had left their last blessings to the other world after they had agreed upon.

Will you forget us?

No.

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"So, SCP-1762 is a reality-bending creation of a Level 4 reality bender, and that creation has been neutralized after the reality bender died, right?"

Hearing the doctor's voice, Lin Lang paused, took a deep breath, and said with a light smile:

"The story is more like, a lonely child, in an empty attic, imagining that he has a friend who doesn't exist, and goes through a fantasy adventure that will never exist. "

The doctors on the stage looked at each other, then nodded.

"Request for Neutralization of SCP-1762 Approved!"

Lin Lang nodded, and then gently took out the red origami dragon.

The scars on its wings had been reattached with a new piece of duct tape, but they were still lifeless.

Lying quietly in Lin Lang's hands.

Under the curious eyes of the doctors, Lin Lang said calmly:

"I request to keep SCP-1762-2 as a memento..."

“...... Agreed!".