Chapter 950: Does the Black Moon howl? — Only upon awakening

【Containment Object: Fungal Human】

【Item Number: SCP-001-Sage】.

【Danger Level: Euclid】

【Special Containment Procedures:】

【"SCP-001-Sage" will be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell, and provided with sustenance twice daily according to a nutritional chart.】

【The containment cell where "SCP-001-Sage" is located will be guarded by at least two security guards around the clock, and they must maintain a distance of at least 3 meters from the room to avoid potential telepathic influence.】

【Interviews with "SCP-001-Sage" will be conducted entirely by a Level 4 personnel.】

【Item Description:】

【"SCP-001-Sage" is a roughly humanoid entity composed of a variety of alien fungi that appear to be in a symbiotic relationship.】

【Analysis of "SCP-001-Sage" before and after its arrival on Earth indicates that it possesses intelligence and can communicate telepathically with its components and humans.】

【Its skin has a bioluminescent blue glow, and it has been observed that the intensity of the glow increases with deep thought or intense emotion.】

【Before coming to Earth, "SCP-001-Sage" was discovered on a planet called "Lone Star"; it claims to have been a scholar of great prestige on its home planet.】

【According to it, the main subject of "SCP-001-Sage's" research was the phenomenon designated by the Foundation as "SCP-001".】

【After the government of "Lone Star" failed to establish countermeasures against "SCP-001", "SCP-001-Sage" placed itself into hibernation, hoping to avoid its influence.】

【Evidence indicates that members of "SCP-001-Sage's" race would originally interact with other members of their kind through telepathic connections, strengthening their own intelligence.】

【However, because "SCP-001-Sage" is now the only remaining member of this race, it shows great difficulty when needing to analyze new ideas or explore existing knowledge.】

……

"Time has flown by another thousand years..."

"Just by looking at the Foundation's containment archives, I actually had the illusion that I had lived for thousands of years, watching the rise and fall of civilizations and the birth and death of species."

"Hello, how long have these symptoms been going on?"

"Fast-forward to 'Administrator? I can take your place!'"

"There's nothing strange about it; this is the meaning of stories—to intercept a segment of a life and allow others to experience it, indirectly extending a short life; even the short-lived species in the galaxy can experience a length of life that even long-lived species cannot experience."

"Sounds a bit like something the 'Garden of Recollection' would do."

"Compared to the 'Garden of Recollection', it's more like the dreamscape of Penacony, and the 'Memory Bubbles' within it."

"A faction of 'Memory', a place where you can't afford to go with your life savings, so let's just honestly watch the stories..."

……

December 31, 4999, Tuesday, 5:07 AM.

"*Howl*, *indescribable Black Moon howl*..."

The Administrator opened his eyes.

When he sat on the edge of the bed, crossing his hands and pressing them against his forehead to think, he had already forgotten what sound it was that had awakened him.

Another night of poor sleep.

His eyeballs were covered with bloodshot veins, dense and numerous, as if parasitized by a group of small leeches; intense pressure came from the inside out, as if they were about to swell and burst.

The Administrator stood in front of the mirror in the washroom; a haggard young man was framed by the gorgeous and antique mirror frame.

"Tsk—time for long-term pain to be better than short-term pain again."

He shook his head and walked back to the bedroom, yawning while taking off his white bathrobe and throwing it on the bed.

Then he walked to the bedside table, took out a bottle of strong liquor and a dagger, and returned to the washroom again.

Leaving the warm, quiet bedroom behind.

The unique residential design of the entire human civilization; the architect listened to the Administrator's preferences to produce the design draft, and the Foundation used all its budget to build a satisfactory nest for the immortal.

Although the high-ranking officials of the Foundation are unwilling to admit it, the things they can do for the Administrator seem to be getting fewer and fewer:

The core facility for humanity to counter the "Black Moon" was proposed three thousand years ago;

And the framework for countering the "Black Moon" was set even before it was famous, designated by the oldest hermit known to human civilization, passing the power to the oldest human.

After "001-Seek" set sail again, it found many traces of civilization activity, but unsurprisingly, they were all dead.

One of the civilizations was destroyed right before the eyes of "001-Seek".

This civilization was highly developed, with individuals appearing as huge humanoids, suspected of having a large number of reality benders.

Upon discovering "001-Seek", individuals took to the air, attempting to establish communication with "001-Seek".

But the annihilation began immediately.

They turned into huge black sculptures in batches, and then disappeared four seconds later, leaving nothing behind.

The Site-01 Director only remembers that the Administrator sat in his chair that day, silent for a long time.

……

"The Administrator's mental state seems a bit off?"

"Very tired, very exhausted, the feeling of wanting to have a good night's sleep."

"The old hermit would rather die and hand over the 'Balance' than continue to live in the world and enjoy the infinite life brought by immortality; it is not hard to foresee the predicament the Administrator would encounter."

"That is immortality! True immortality! Not the long life with a price from the 'Abundance' blessing! It is immortality that can recover even from fatal wounds! With such power, so what if you're a little tired?! At worst, throw saving the world to the back of your mind and indulge in pleasure." ===== CHAPTER 952 =====