The Endless Shuttle

"I've been waiting for you a long time, Mr. Rope," he said.

"Earl Gray tea from Sri Lanka is of good quality, but it will inevitably have a bitter taste after the water temperature drops. You have undoubtedly missed an excellent tea tasting experience, a distinguished guest from outside the world."

343 said Luo Pei's name and real identity in one go, but according to the characteristics of SCP-343, the black-haired youth was not surprised.

Luo Pei naturally pulled away the chair opposite "God", and after sitting down, he picked up the white porcelain teacup under the encouraging eyes of the old man.

– Luscious, but does have a hint of bitterness.

"You seem to know me well?"

The black-haired young man put down his teacup and asked.

"Is this due to your "omnipotence", or... I chose to come here because of your ability to distort reality? "

When a creature has the ability to change reality and distort cause and effect, Rope has to wonder whether it is his own idea that he is sitting here now, or the meaning of SCP-343 in front of him.

The old man smiled and shook his head in denial.

"You can relax, Mr. Rope. Just like that cute lizard, you are not my creation, not even a creature born in this world. How can I change and control you? My little ability is beyond your imagination There is no need to be so exaggerated and hostile."

"The meaning of these words, can I think that you are an anthropomorphic personification of the will of this world?"

What 343 said made Luo Pei instantly think of his former extramarital affairs partner, the two ceremonies.

To be precise, it is the root type.

The vortex of the root of the moon world, the two rituals in that state can accomplish all impossible things, very similar to the description of SCP-343-God.

"The will of the world?"

The old man showed doubts, then said softly.

"I'm sorry sir, I haven't heard of this term. But if you are describing some grand rules and dominance, then I should be able to barely summarize it in the identity you mentioned. Well, humans added it to me" The name "God" is very fitting. As fake as some of it is, I really had nothing to do with the Ice Age floods..."

"It makes no difference."

Rope got the answer he wanted.

What was in front of him was indeed something similar to the root vortex, but it was only similar.

After only a few words of communication, 343 gave him the feeling that he retained too much humanity, so that he looked like a normal human being with the power to distort reality, far from the root-style universal A sense of supremacy.

"Okay, Mr. 343, the greetings are over, it's time to tell me what you are waiting for me for."

"Don't worry, don't worry...Mr. Rope, time is not as urgent as you think..."

The old man slowly picked up his teacup and sipped the cool tea.

Hundreds of years, thousands of years, he has repeated this action countless times, but he is not bored at all. 343 enjoys the feeling of time flowing quietly.

"Why don't we go back and talk about Mr. Luo Pei's purpose here? Your purpose, my waiting, there may be a big intersection between the two events."

Hearing this, Luo Pei twitched a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"I don't want to repeat the answers you already know."

"...Do you have to do this?"

343 sighed and said: "Although it is unlikely that I will meet your expectations and do something to those poor people. But your idea is indeed right, liberating the child who lived in lies in this building, a little Induced, then mankind will usher in the most terrifying disaster... An immature her is very dangerous."

Who 343 refers to is almost guesswork-free.

SCP-239, "Witch Girl".

It was discovered by the SCP Foundation from birth, and after discovering that she could not be killed or harmed, the Foundation elaborated a long lie with years as the counting unit, making 239 believe that she was a witch, and to use any ability, she had to read a paragraph issued by the Foundation. spells will be provided.

This greatly improves the containment efficiency of the witch girl.

Once the black-haired youth exposes this lie, although the witch girl with the same nature as 343 cannot distort Rope, it will be difficult for other humans who grew up in this world. It is not impossible for the immature "god" who has a strong hostility to make the world's human beings suffer the greatest disaster in thousands of years.

Rope doesn't care about that.

"You want to shelter the SCP Foundation?"

"Not that organization, I just don't want to see my most proud "children"—human beings—end up without even a place to live. "

said the old man.

"My identity is doomed that I can't cause even the slightest hindrance to you, because "I" and I are very clear about the absolute importance of you to this world, Mr. A child who has been eroded by arrogance has a way out... well, this is probably the reason why I am waiting for you. "

"I never had the idea of ​​destroying human beings, I was just responding to the SCP Foundation's "declaration of war". Of course, since it is a war, the follow-up will definitely take away some unrelated human lives. "

Luo Pei's words had a strong smell of blood.

"But, except that the number of deaths has increased several times, is this any different from the annual wars and internal conflicts of human beings?"

The great mystic's hostility is beyond 343's imagination.

The old man was silent for a moment, tapping his index finger on the armrest of the chair.

"Let's make a deal, Mr. Rope..."

He said: "I don't expect you to stop killing. You just need to simply give up the idea of ​​releasing that child and let her continue to stay under my care. I can use these insignificant abilities to provide some help in this world."

Rope said nothing.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether he has 239 or not, destroying the SCP Foundation doesn't need the power of the Witch Girl at all. But 343 has said so, how can he be satisfied with just a little "help".

The old man clearly saw the plan of the black-haired youth to sit on the ground and raise the price, but he couldn't say anything.

The world is begging for Luo Pei's help, and the black-haired youth is not his creation, 343 can't do anything.

"You seem to be dominating those non-human children?"

he said again.

"Mr. Luo Pei, maybe you don't care about this at all, but I can make this world evolve into a situation where "heterogeneous" and "human" coexist. Think about it, your people are walking under the sun, praising your name, compared to the current situation where everyone gathers because of hatred and killing, it is definitely much better, right? "

This time, Luo Pei's eyes changed a bit.

After all, ruling monsters is also a tool for the birth of divinity. If it is more efficient, easier, and more comfortable to achieve world monster rule, it will not only save time and advance the arrival of divinity, but also allow Rope's dominance to reach The pinnacle of this world.

At least, the troubles like the SCP Foundation this time will not reappear - because by then, the SCP Foundation will not be able to continue to exist anyway.

Rope can safely wait for the time machine to be born, and then go back in time to kill the bastard who called the ancient god.

"You know the "Lord of Death Who Devours the World", and you know my mission, and it seems that you have the ability to distort reality within the world..."