Chapter 800

【Subaru Natsuki: "So, what does Tarolan mean by 'define'? I still don't understand."】

【Emilia: "That's right, didn't they say 3999 is absolutely disordered and chaotic?"】

【Kid Gil: "That depends on Tarolan. Using despair, pain, and hatred as fuel, how long can these flames of revenge burn? But two million years... ha, that's a truly terrifying number."】

【Jeanne Alter: "I think you guys who have endured endless torture and despair for millions or tens of millions of years are the most suitable to be avengers!"】

【The Doctor: "Everything is not over yet; in fact, the real struggle has only just begun! Find the truth, reverse everything!"】

【Li Huowang: "Reverse the overall situation! Open!!!"】

One Punch World

Z-City Monster Association

A giant monster like a mountain stared at the screen with eyes like lanterns.

Monster King Orochi, the top combat power in the Monster Association, evolved from a human, yet he loathed humans and loathed heroes.

After seeing 3999's abilities, Orochi couldn't help but think: if he could bring 3999 to their world and make humans understand 3999, wouldn't humanity perish in an instant with that terrifying spread speed?

Wouldn't the whole world become a world of monsters then?!

Beside him, Gyoro Gyoro, controlled by Psykos, saw Orochi's thoughts and couldn't help but feel ashamed. Did he eat monster cells and rot his brain?

If 3999 came to their world, it's true that humanity would perish in an instant, but what about monsters?

Could it be that Orochi thinks he can block 3999 with his muscles grown from hormones and his pig brain?

She created the Monster Association because she saw the despair of the future, not because she wanted to drag something even more desperate and terrifying into their world!

Seriously... being too smart is bad, and being too stupid is no good either.

Tiga World

The moment they saw Tarolan didn't give up but instead fought more bravely, all the children excitedly shouted Tarolan's name!

They knew that hero would never fall! He stood up again!

So, Big Brother Tarolan will definitely win!

But what the children didn't know was that this struggle was too long.

Foundation World

Researcher Tarolan! Prove to us that humans can also defeat supreme divinities!

Never surrender! Never give up! Let the supreme divinity feel the terror of humanity!

All members of the Foundation shouted hoarsely; at this moment, even the D-Class personnel, who were called expendables, shouted for Tarolan!

After all, when facing that kind of existence, who isn't an expendable, who isn't a glorious D!

Toaru World

Academy City

Ruiko's body was trembling; she keenly discovered a problem that no one had mentioned.

The file Tarolan wrote is essentially a recursive text of self-negation, right? The deletions that appeared clearly prove this!

Since that's the case, the deletions that appeared repeatedly over two million years actually prove it cannot be contained!

Then how did the Foundation contain the other party in the first place?!

It clearly had such powerful reality-warping abilities, yet it only showed them after Mr. Tarolan arrived.

What exactly is the relationship between Tarolan and 3999?

Across the Myriad Worlds

Defining 3999... starting from 3999's most fundamental contradiction?

3999's essence is a reality ender, a concept that gradually devours existence, while Tarolan is the only existence capable of perceiving and resisting it.

And defining it is Tarolan's last resort to anchor himself before his logic completely collapses.

Everyone felt they were getting closer and closer to the answer.

The war between Tarolan and 3999 is endless, having lasted 2 million years so far, and the document Tarolan recorded is also endless—this is an infinite recursion of text!

3999 attempts to tamper with the text content to cause chaos, while Tarolan attempts to reconstruct order!

Reality constantly dissolves under 3999's erosion; Tarolan attempts to define 3999 as a describable entity to delay the dissolution.

One million years of containment procedures were ineffective; one million years of containment measures were ineffective. Now, Tarolan's crazy act of wanting to define 3999 left everyone silent.

This act is not wrong, but the scope of the definition is too broad. Using language to fight nothingness—how long will Tarolan have to spend, how many years will he have to repeat, how many ten-thousands of years will he have to experience?

The long definition is despairing.

Defining the undefinable will inevitably lead to the collapse of the language system. Using finite language to define absolute nothingness is also despairing.

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The horn for Tarolan's counterattack against the supreme divinity has completely sounded—

He defines 3999 amidst endless cyclical torture.

SCP-3999 is a pile of smelly, hard, disgusting crap (deleted).

Tarolan defines it like this first; 3999 denies it without hesitation and viciously returns the pain!

Tarolan endures immense pain, but his definition of 3999 never stops for a moment!

3999 is a stroll after the rain, 3999 is a moldy apple, 3999 is food, 3999 is a fallacy of the world, 3999 is a public toilet. (Deleted!)

3999 is a penguin, a table, a bed, 682 contained in the Foundation, a crying little girl, a lost sock, self-loathing, a teddy bear, a can of fruit, a Foundation D-Class personnel (deleted!)

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years—

Tarolan's figure flickers in the annihilation and reshaping of reality!

In the two million years of confrontation, Tarolan gradually understood: he uses the Foundation's text framework to define anomalous existences, but 3999 constantly denies them!

But it is precisely this characteristic that allows him to use this power of definition to expand in reverse!

When he writes that 3999 is a pile of crap, the entity immediately tampers with reality to make it true, but at the same time, 3999 denies it!

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Conan World

Conan's scalp tingled, and goosebumps broke out all over his body!

In other words, Tarolan is constantly using text to define 3999's nature, gradually narrowing its scope from an omnipotent god!

Using symbols from the symbolic realm to tear 3999 away from the real realm layer by layer!

It's simply... it's simply

"It's simply like a war god, right?" Haibara Ai's voice sounded from behind.

She was also incredibly shocked. Defining 3999 sounds simple, as if you just need to write it down, but what about the reality?

Every definition is a new cycle, lasting thousands or ten thousands of years without end. In the end, Tarolan might even collapse due to the boundless length and the limitations of text and language.

But can Tarolan really define 3999 completely and give it an entity before he collapses himself?!

No, absolutely not! So the root of the problem is not here! Where is it!

Haibara Ai's heart tightened; not just her, the entire Myriad Worlds realized this at this moment!

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Reality twists, collapses, and reshapes; Tarolan becomes increasingly insane!

3999 is the last glimmer of sunset, a couple growing old together, a hateful virus (deleted!)

3999 is an expensive marker, a documentary! (Deleted!)

Tarolan is crazy, and 3999 is crazy too.

3999 is a watermelon, a storm, a tsunami, a hamburger, a Foundation administrator, a supreme divinity, heaven, hell, boundless, darkness, sunlight, a star, the universe, air!

Delete, delete, delete, delete, delete!! Delete, delete, delete, delete, delete!!!

They define insanely, they deny insanely!

Crazy, crazy! They are both crazy, they are completely crazy!

Ten thousand years, hundreds of thousands of years, millions of years—the passage of endless time, endless definitions, chaotic and insane torture and denial!

The boundary between reality and nothingness gradually blurs; the concepts of supreme and lowest gradually overlap. Finally—it seems to have reached some kind of edge.

Tarolan slows down. Millions of years—he has experienced another million years. No one can imagine what he has experienced, and no language can describe the despair and pain he has endured.

He is still defining; the pen in his hand gradually slows down. Watching reality gradually twist, dissolve, and collapse before him, Tarolan gradually realizes something, Tarolan gradually understands something.

Suddenly, Tarolan laughs.

He writes slowly, using the remaining language to describe it.

SCP-3999 is self-loathing, SCP-3999 is you who are reading this right now, SCP-3999 is Researcher Tarolan's soul (deleted).

Denial, it is still denial.