Foundation: Recruiting Anime Characters, Containing Supreme

Then, his own head rolled to his feet.

Why should we live?

Agni looked at this scene and this question popped up in his mind.

The surroundings fell into nothingness and darkness.

Talloran saw himself being killed.

He saw his colleagues working and chatting as usual, and a researcher picked up a test tube made of tempered glass from the test tube rack.

The test tube then exploded into pieces.

The fragments multiplied as they flew, and then precisely embedded themselves into every inch of the skin of everyone present.

"..."

The researchers were still chatting and laughing.

They held the flask by its body and poured the non-existent reagent into the exploded test tube.

The reagent dripped onto their exposed skin.

It corroded their body outlines, and the laboratory table in front of them melted along with their bodies into a viscous liquid like asphalt.

Flowing all over the floor.

Talloran tried to leave.

But he found that his feet had been pierced by two huge thumbtacks and nailed to the floor.

He was like a tree that had been growing for many years and was fixed in place.

The asphalt-like liquid crawled up his feet, and a cold burning sensation invaded his nerves.

Cold sweat soaked through his shirt.

Someone patted his shoulder from behind.

Suddenly, a pistol appeared in his hand.

"Bang!"

Talloran shot himself cleanly through the head.

"Come again—"

He closed his eyes and fell backwards, allowing death to swallow him.

The world revolves around??? Years.

Talloran, Agni, and Kamijou Touma struggled to wake up and looked up to see the dim light.

The three of them were standing in the center of the stage.

The parchment clearly described the incident, filled with cruel and malicious words.

Let's go, just you and me

When the Eleven-Day Empire is swallowing up the sky

Like a human figure melting like a clam on the breakfast table

Talloran sneered at this.

Kamijou Touma and Agni just stood there numbly, and only came to their senses after a moment.

"Finally, that's what it is."

"Researcher interviewing anomaly."

“I’m one of the decision makers now.”

"I will bring order."

Talloran pointed at the parchment and said bluntly at this time.

The parchment simply writes the narrative.

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Talloran frowned.

He pointed at himself and spoke in a cold tone at this moment.

"Let's just go on like this."

"Don't try to threaten me. You can't do anything without me!"

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"Even if you can survive without order, you still have to hold on to me, you still need me, begging for order with some pathetic excuse to maintain your existence."

"That's pathetic. You're so pathetic."

Talloran scoffed at this.

It was as if he was laughing at himself.

Kamijou Touma came to his senses at this moment, and was about to ask a question.

But Talloran stopped him.

"My friend, leave it to me next."

"You should have a good rest."

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Talloran stared coldly at the parchment.

Even if he died millions of times, he would not be able to extinguish his will.

"You can't scare me anymore."

"For the first million years I was tortured by these meaningless containment procedures, gibberish, and dreamlike logic."

"I have felt the worst pain in the world, but I survived."

"In the second million years, the pointless containment procedures still plague me.

"But I survived."

"By the third million years I was almost numb. You only have so many chances to see the world before you become numb.

“But you know what, you bastard?

"I survived."

"That's more important than anything you claim, because you stupid bastard have never lived."

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Talloran held out his hand.

He was clutching the parchment at this moment.

While holding on tightly with both hands, he spoke in a deep voice, almost as if scolding.

"If I end you."

"Things will get back to normal, I don't believe it would be any other way.

"Perhaps you'll bring the O5 Council along to insult my mother and my sister's corpse made of potato chips."

"Or something stupid."

"I think your stupidity is enough to spread throughout the multiverse."

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The parchment repeated this sentence.

But at this moment, Talloran sneered and said loudly.

"So who are you anyway?"

“Ask yourself.”

"Who are you before you're ready to fight as a human? Just a ball of mud."

"you are nothing."

"I'm ready to go to war. I'm tired of your crazy talk. The more you reveal about horror and the supernatural, the less impact it will have."

"You make me sick."

"I gotta say, you're going to hell, but we're already there."

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The words on the parchment flickered.

next second.

The narrative is once again modified by fluctuations.

The sound of waves grew louder and louder, and dogs barked madly.

The pain in Talloran's feet turned into a rising sense of loss.

Arrived and pierced his mind.

Let it fall, fall.

Falling into nothingness.

Reality is no longer there, the waves are surging.

that is it.

[This is a nightmare]

The words on the parchment appeared before his eyes. "You will wake up when you die."

But what if this wasn't a dream?

What if this is reality?

He asked the silent wind.

"Everything will end." The evil creature tempted.

Talloran suddenly realized.

Countless pairs of eyes were looking at him.

Expecting, showing mercy, or scolding, or hiding his face.

He could tell who they were.

The repeated and distorted face had the same features and appearance, it was himself.

"boring."

"Let's continue our last conversation."

Talloran watched this scene in the void, and suddenly he just sneered.

"My parents were disappointed in me, but they also didn't want me to suffer existentially forever. No one would put me through that."

"Except myself."

"I guess that's who you really are."

The parchment was silent.

In the void, Talloran shook his head.

"In the chaos of reality collapsing, and the cycle of chaos repeating itself over and over again, I gradually understood the full scope of pain.

"The thing that feasted on reality and the remaining slime in me, devouring it all."

“It’s closely connected to me.”

Talloran shrugged.

"You can swallow the light of the stars, but you need me to help you move the fork."