Chapter 300

The Director was a bit impatient: "State the conclusion directly."

"'SCP-1915' ability is introverted and accompanied by neurological symptoms; it is impossible to cause a serious threat."

"...... Cannot evaluate. Just looking at Yoshikage Kira's recent performance, who would have thought he is actually the 'Missing Thing' that destroyed the entire world, and even a Supreme Divinity above divinity."

"Irresponsible speculation, the reason Yoshikage Kira wants to destroy the world is to destroy these dark histories before."

"Well-founded and irrefutable."

"Basically hammered that he has split personality. I don't know which personality was promoted to Supreme Divinity, 'Missing Thing', and destroyed the entire universe."

"So, why on earth did He destroy the world? Is it really because He wanted to destroy the world, or did past experiences make Him choose the path of destroying the world?"

Another day of work ended, and Yoshikage Kira returned to his room.

The most exhausting thing for passion and vitality is undoubtedly the repetitive work, which can never be finished no matter how busy one is.

He felt his body was incredibly heavy, as if sandbags were tied to his ankles, and his body seemed to be filled with lead.

Every step consumed his will, and every centimeter forward was an unspeakable torment.

After persisting for a while, he finally threw himself onto the sofa.

The whole person sank into it, the two blue eyes lost their luster, looking like the withered big eyes of a salted fish, staring straight at the ceiling.

In Yoshikage Kira's mind, the urging of employers and the scene of the conference room still echoed.

Physically and mentally exhausted, wasting time.

In extreme fatigue, a beautiful figure walked toward him, with a beautiful face and graceful curves; it was Lisa, whom Yoshikage Kira dreamed of.

That was the "Mona Lisa" in his heart.

The fantasy of the woman he admired filled his empty heart.

Thus.

He got an erection.

But in that brief instant, Yoshikage Kira only felt a burst of heat, as if being roasted by the sun's flames.

In the depths of his consciousness, a brilliant starburst erupted, burning in isolation, startling Yoshikage Kira awake, and then letting him die.

"That...... say something embarrassing, I look at him like this, and I seem to have a reaction."

"Knowing heaven is easy, defying heaven is hard......"

"Really don't treat brothers as outsiders."

"Pray, pray, immediately start praying on the spot!"

"Not allowed to masturbate, give it back to me."

"This guy is a ruthless person, even so tired, he doesn't forget to entertain himself; he's really not afraid of sudden death."

The audience outside the field discussed heatedly, but Yoshikage Kira in the picture stopped his handiwork, without warning.

No one realized that the awakening of the "Missing Thing" came so quickly.

His temperament changed in an instant.

The decadent atmosphere that had been marinated in his body disappeared in an instant, replaced by indifference, a "missing" kind of blankness.

He pulled his left hand out of his pants, and the turbid liquid dripped along his fingertips; before it hit the ground, it turned into a wisp of white sand in the air.

Everyone understood that at this moment, "He" officially became "He".

"Goodbye, brother."

Yoshikage Kira stood up slowly and said goodbye softly, but without any attachment or regret.

Every step he took, the pajamas on his body disappeared a bit, turning into pure white gravel, surrounding him, cheering for him.

The figure in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, blonde hair and blue eyes, in a sand robe, was like a god in the legends of some ancient tribe.

A moment later, the mirror also collapsed, turning into warm white sand.

"Everything started the day you, a stranger, obtained my power. In the past, I hid it, and for now, I can easily speculate on the reason."

"Looking up, I only hope to see the stars dotted on the apartment window, but I saw your glory, and the stars shone with lonely light when you tore yourself apart to make the power overflow."

"You are not sure what you will use it for, so you choose to throw it aside. You know yourself better than anyone, and I have also doubted myself like you."

Yoshikage Kira raised his hand, and the white sand flowed around His fingers, just like some kind of living, intelligent entity.

As soon as this thought arose, it was abandoned by Him.

"It is not an entity, because an entity should have some kind of personality, but this guy has none at all."

"It has no goals, its behavior contains no deep meaning, so there is no warning to be found."

"It is ruthless and emotionless, so it has no desires. Not for revenge, not for rule, not for freedom, not even for simple power."

"No, if I have to use a word to describe it, I want to call it...... 'Missing', in a place of nothingness. Aimless."

"Blind and foolish power lacking all will. 'Missing'."

Yoshikage Kira said to himself.

Subsequently, He walked toward the door of the containment room.

Behind Him, the fake room that bound Yoshikage Kira to the past was also collapsing inch by inch.

Everything around Yoshikage Kira was collapsing into white sand, and the door of the containment room was no exception.

The moment the containment measures failed, a shrill alarm sounded throughout Site-17.

At first, no one realized what this meant, thinking it was just a small containment breach event.

Especially when they found that the one who broke containment was just "SCP-1915".

There was only a thick sense of security in their hearts.

"SCP-1915", an unsuccessful reality bender, once accidentally caused the death of Level 4 Agent Robert, but since containment, has never shown any attack ability.

The only thing he could do was transform the surrounding environment into everything he was familiar with; this is a manifestation of refusing external changes, representing that this reality bender is extremely introverted.

This time, it only needs to patiently guide "SCP-1915" back to his containment room.

It doesn't even need to dispatch security personnel.

Dispatching a D-class personnel, letting him disguise as a property management person, could handle this matter very well.

Inside Site-17, the site director thought so, and the doctor responsible for "SCP-1915" also thought so.

"Turn off the alarm, a false alarm."

The Director took out a handkerchief, wiped his sweat, and greeted others to turn off the alarm.

But before the order was executed, he heard the exclamation of the staff.

He looked closely.

I saw in the picture.

Security personnel were taken by invisible force and lifted into the air; all struggles were to no avail.

And a moment later, their bodies were thrown against the wall and flattened into thin pancakes.

At the end of the surveillance screen, a figure was surrounded by white sand, walking slowly.

It was "SCP-1915".