Chapter 119

【I assume this world is the same as mine, but from what I have seen, due to "SCP-093," the organisms of this world were finished around 1954.】

【I have used "SCP-093" to travel to some places, starting from this center and ending at this center. I have seen those barren landscapes. I have also tried to escape from those "Unclean" ones; they chase everything that feels. I don't understand how they hunt, but I understand what they are.】

【Those organisms are products of severe genetic mutation caused by exposure to high-purity "Tears of God."】

【About 350 years ago, this world experienced a technological explosion that our world did not have. The source of all this seems to have been caused by the arrival of "him," a god-like existence of unknown origin.】

"Foundation agent..."

Lu Ke Skywalker's gaze jumped over the characters. After finishing this content, he pondered slightly and gave his opinion:

"He shouldn't be faking his identity; there is no benefit to him in doing so."

"But I don't think he is an agent of our Foundation."

Artanis nodded, his golden armor swaying slightly with the movement.

He opened his left hand, and "Psionics" erupted.

And so, a mimetic "SCP-093" appeared in his palm.

It had the appearance but no substance.

"I agree; this agent likely belongs to the Foundation of a parallel universe."

"If the Foundation's archives have not been tampered with, 'SCP-093' has never left the Foundation's base since the day it was discovered and has been under strict surveillance."

"Until a few days ago, when the Administrator used it to open the Gate to Another World."

Immediately.

The audience was in an uproar.

That powerhouse standing in the void was actually the Foundation's Administrator.

Invisible flexing is the most lethal.

The other "Psionic" users also nodded in agreement, proving that what Artanis said was true.

Hearing this news, the ghosts were neither happy nor sad.

They still floated in the air, phasing through ceilings, walls, and floors.

"He is not your colleague, is he?"

The Jedi bowed to the ghosts, their expressions solemn.

Subsequently, Master Yoda spoke:

"Yes, I'm afraid we cannot send him home."

The ghosts' voices had no fluctuations, still ethereal, still chilling:

"No need to apologize, saviors of another world."

"You carry the banner of saving the world; what more could we ask for here?"

"You share the same great goal and noble character as him. Having you witness the agent's greatness and his sacrifice is enough for his soul to rest in peace."

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience expressed that their perspective had been broadened.

"Sigh, even among the long-lived, how many can let go of things so lightly?"

"Suddenly feel these ghosts are so well-bred. Could it be that I've been tortured by followers of 'Aha' too much lately?"

"Followers of 'Aha' are all trolls, be careful!"

The ghosts continued.

Countless lives merged, countless experiences intertwined.

Making their perspective on problems incredibly broad, making their current state very mysterious:

"We are not surprised by such an ending."

"In the multiverse, anything is possible. Even meeting an identical self is possible."

Just then, Lu Ke Skywalker had an idea:

"We can take him back."

"Since he is an agent of another Foundation, perhaps in the future, Foundations of different universes will be able to contact each other."

"At that time, we can send this agent back to his true home."

"In the multiverse, anything is possible, isn't it?"

Artanis and the others nodded one after another.

The others, after simple thought, also approved of Lu Ke Skywalker's proposal.

The ghosts then guided the group to collect the agent's remains.

The others continued to review the materials left by the agent.

【"The Unclean" is a giant semi-humanoid creature that devours all living, breathing creatures it touches.】

【They cannot be controlled, but they can be contained. They seem to be attracted to "Tears of God," so a center is established in the middle of different areas, where one person stays with the purest "Tears of God" to keep those "The Unclean" within the area known as the "Withered Land."】

【I don't think "The Unclean" will die. They have immortal bodies, but they don't want that. They only want to die.】

【I saw those faces, coming from people, that is, those "Unclean" ones. They appear in photos printed by machines, sharing a room with me, watching me.】

【I guess they are everywhere in this world and can only be seen by these machines.】

【When I touch them, the things they reveal to me are different from what is written in the records. "The Unclean" remember everything. Everyone touched by them has become a part of them. They are safe inside, but to us, they are already dead...】

This text was basically known content.

However.

The ghosts corrected one point:

"His description has a small problem; he mistook 'The Unclean' as a whole for us souls."

"In fact, we are just lonely ghosts seeking death in vain; 'The Unclean' are monsters that chase life and corrupt everything."

"I understand." Artanis nodded.

He could still distinguish such subtle differences.

Just as one cannot say a person is simply a stack of flesh and bone.

Continuing to browse downward.

Suddenly.

The writing style changed abruptly.

It was as if this agent had suddenly received a strong mental stimulus, becoming manic, his thinking appearing chaotic, accompanied by a large section of repeated text—

【There is no war at all, everything is him him him him him him it caused it.】

【It. He comes from the cracks of time, space, world, light, and dark, but should not have entered this world and was called a god by them, and they worship it, and they taste it, and touch it, and live with it, and become its slaves, and realize its will, and it is still here, the "SCP-093" it brought, it brought it, it forcefully entered it, it built it, I don't know, they don't know, but it belongs to it, it lets it shuttle between different regions and different worlds, so I destroyed it.】

【Hahaha, I threw away its fragments and passed through the hole, so the doors to those worlds closed, just like the one in our world. I can't go home, and then what else can I do?】

【It appeared from the stone, through some way, it knows where they are but just can't touch them, but if you hide the stone, you can't get out and are also trapped inside. I found you, 2.9 son of a bitch, I found you, bang bang hahaha.】

【I hit him. With my fist. And a gun. He fell. But he will get up. Soon.】

【I'm sorry, I have done everything I can,】

【Now let me sleep, please... let... me... sleep.】

Master Yoda looked at this nearly manic text.

The agent's manic state before his death had already entered Master Yoda's mind through the text.

Master Yoda suddenly remembered that the Administrator had once mentioned a strange secret technique called "Ascension of the Pale Worm."

It seemed that as long as one pushed the body and spirit to extreme pain, one could attract the attention of a supreme being, thereby helping the ascendant solve problems and bestow rewards.

It was unknown if this agent was in a similar state when writing this text.

But he would not get an answer.

The person involved had long since turned to dust in time.

After reading this report, Artanis then clicked on the next one—

"Evacuation Log."

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