Chapter 803

In Las Noches

Aizen's iconic smile was gone. Under his calm expression, his glasses reflected light in an unscientific way.

He admired Tarolan's success. Fighting a supreme divinity with a mortal body, his courage was already unrivaled, not to mention Tarolan won.

But he did not approve of Tarolan's self-sacrifice.

"Fighting on one's knees from the beginning, in the end, only destined for such an ending."

And what moved Aizen even more was that the so-called 3999 was precisely the ultimate form of the Kyoka Suigetsu he imagined!

Twisting reality to achieve absolute domination!

Like 3999, twisting the reality of the entire universe... can the Hogyoku do this?

Across the Myriad Worlds

Seeing Tarolan finally end 3999, everyone went completely crazy!

Although they didn't know the upper limit of that world and couldn't judge how strong the supreme divinity was, at least it had multiverse-level strength!

And Tarolan faced and ended such a monster!

Three million years of hellish time not only didn't make Tarolan collapse or despair, but instead allowed him to end the supreme divinity as a human!

When they saw Tarolan's mother crying and asking him to stay at the end, everyone thought Tarolan was going to end there.

But no! Tarolan saw reality dissolve, thought about how if 3999 broke containment, the real world would suffer unimaginable trauma, and Tarolan resolutely chose to end himself.

Negating his own existence to end a supreme divinity...

Everyone's expressions gradually became plain, and the heat in their hearts gradually extinguished. Yes, ending a supreme divinity is a world-shaking and very worthwhile achievement.

But did Tarolan really have any other choice?

Everyone sighed faintly, as if lamenting Tarolan's fate.

However, everything was over. Just as everyone's thoughts settled, they saw the screen, which had already turned black, light up again.

When they saw the image on it, everyone was stunned.

... Huh?

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I am increasingly unable to start writing stories about them, or rather, I don't know how to start.

I really don't know how to explain this concept, so I changed my approach. I twisted Sudden Infant Death Syndrome and treated it as a congenital anti-meme defect.

I also combined other people's ideas; perhaps this patient with a congenital defect has a fetish?

Researcher Tarolan was supposed to be the lead researcher for this project, but I couldn't order him to take effect.

So I could only choose a backup plan, such as a meme spread through music? Or perhaps some places are increasingly obsessed with and disgusted by everything I created for the Foundation?

Researcher Tarolan might be the first unfortunate person to be killed by a meme.

Is this okay? No, this won't work!

... No, no, no, no! It won't work! This is simply too disgusting, no novelty, no logic, it's simply like a pile of crap!

I tried to empty my brain, but Researcher Tarolan's figure was always in my mind. He just stayed there quietly, criticizing my every word and deed from time to time.

I wanted to drive him out, but no matter what method I used, I couldn't do it.

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Across the Myriad Worlds

Countless viewers were stunned, their brains crashed, their thinking stalled. So, what does this development... mean?

Who is this person speaking in the first person? Why does he keep mentioning Tarolan?

He says Tarolan is always in his mind? Could it be that this is a possibility in another parallel universe?

Or... Tarolan didn't die after defeating 3999, but instead came into someone else's mind?

Compared to some confused existences, more powerful existences who touched the essence of the world had their expressions gradually change.

Someone who was a bit of a rascal cheered excitedly!

"That's right! This is what was missing!" Deadpool shouted excitedly.

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I have always wanted to drive him out of my mind and have been working hard for it, but I failed.

At a sudden moment, he descended.

I woke up from my sleep, unable to move, as if something was pressing on me. The heavy pressure made me unable to breathe. I kept shedding tears, trying my best, and finally struggled to open my eyes.

I saw...

The bleak moonlight scattered through the window into my messy room, and a strange, terrifying black shadow stood by my bed.

I looked at the other party, suffocating. I recognized it; it was Researcher Tarolan...

His eyes shone with a strange light, and he stared at me without blinking. After seeing me wake up, the corners of his mouth curled into a hideous arc!

Then he pulled out a fruit knife shimmering with cold light from behind his back. My body trembled violently. Just when I thought he would stab me hard, he suddenly stabbed the fruit knife into his own mouth!

Then he slashed horizontally, blood splattered, Tarolan's chin fell to the ground with a *plop*, and then countless black shadows turned into lines and surged into Tarolan's body!

The unspeakable pain and panic made me gasp for air, and urine and feces flowed out uncontrollably!

The Deer God, the Shy Guy, the teleporting statue, etc., they just watched me quietly by the bed, looking at me with contempt.

They raised a question: why waste time on them? They are ultimately not worth talking about. Why put energy into them?

"You could have written greater works, you could have made a name for yourself!" They leaned closer, opening their mouths and roaring hoarsely!

"Do it," they turned their heads and cast their gaze on Tarolan. Tarolan tilted his head, held the blade, and stabbed it into my abdomen, then twisted and tore—

"Ah!!!" The darkness disappeared; I woke up from the dream with a start, sweat soaking the entire bedsheet. I looked around blankly; there were no monsters, and there were no wounds on his body.

.. It turned out to be a dream.

Thoughts burst into my mind, and I gradually understood Tarolan's story. That's right, it should be like this, it should be like this...

The 11th Empire melted me, and I surrendered. The moment I joined the Foundation and gave up, I had already surrendered.

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【Lola: "So that's it. What irony, what a thoroughly farcical farce~ Although it's absurd, having a precedent makes it acceptable~!"】

【The Doctor: "Narrative layer, narrative layer. We are always shrouded by existences of higher dimensions. No matter how strong an existence is, it cannot explain whether it is real."】

【Deadpool: "I should have hacked the entire Marvel Universe, then killed my way out, and then killed the other bastards!"】

【Aqua: "? What are you guys talking about again! Don't make it look like I'm the only idiot!"】

【Izayoi Sakamaki: "It's very obvious. The existence referred to above as 'me' is precisely an existence of a higher dimension. According to the terminology of that world, it should be called an Upper Narrative Layer!"】

Rick and Mo Di World

"As expected, the manifestation of the upper narrative in the lower narrative."

Mo Di slowly typed a question mark, "Uh...? What narrative?"

"Simply put, that world is a book. That brain-damaged author has depression, and 3999 is this depression."

"And Tarolan and 3999 are the story of the author defeating depression and achieving self-redemption."

Rick understood everything. He drank his alcohol in large gulps, a look of disdain and helplessness on his face.

It's truly terrifying, this so-called upper narrative.

Before realizing this, he could still control 3999 with some story-line separator or dimensional anchoring device.

But after understanding that this was just a farce of narrative dimensions, he didn't even want to think about it.

After all, Tarolan isn't the only one being toyed with by this so-called upper narrative.

【Foundation World Easter Egg—】

【SCP-3812—The One Who Transcends Everything!】

Chapter 449: The Advancer 3812! Infinite Climbing! Transcending the Narrative Layer! Giving the Myriad Worlds a Little Shock!

【Foundation World Easter Egg—】

【SCP-3812—The Advancer! The Voice Behind Me!】

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Item #3812, Item Class: Keter!

According to Foundation observations, 3812 was initially a middle-aged American male named Sam Howell.

He died in 1996, cause of death unknown. Shortly after his death, #3812 was observed crawling out of his grave and quickly disappearing!

When the Foundation discovered the other party again, 3812 destroyed an apartment building with terrifying energy!

The Foundation began to investigate. Because 3812's appearance changed drastically, it made the Foundation's pursuit of the anomaly extremely difficult!