Foundation: Recruiting Anime Characters, Containing Supreme

“That narrative is for us.”

"What does it mean?"

Sam Howell spread his hands.

He looked at SCP-3812, waiting for a response.

"This is the world he controls, this is the narrative he created, and this is his punishment."

"This is revenge!"

SCP-3812 stated firmly.

Hearing this, Sam Howell couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Brother, if this is going to be where we go after we spread our wings."

"What does it matter, then?"

"Why take revenge on a poor wretch?"

Poor guy?!

Let the audience from all over the world.

I gasped when I saw Sam Howell actually called the author a poor wretch.

That's the existence of narrative creation!

Do you look down on the author so much?!

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Folded SCP-4555.

Chapter 114: The Voice Behind Me! Beyond Endless Narrative! Shocking the World!

Poor guy?

At this moment, even SCP-3812 was stunned when it heard this.

He also wasn't expecting Sam Howell.

You actually said that.

"What does it matter if the bird flies away from the tree?"

"The bird is not tied to the weight of the tree."

“This branch, that branch, it doesn’t matter, no branch is special.

“No branch is unique.”

Sam Howell continued.

He could understand SCP-3812's reasoning, but he didn't think it was necessary.

Revenge is a boring thing.

“This is his creation.”

“This is our origin.”

SCP-3812 stares at Sam Howell.

Now he has transcended to a new level, and the two are constantly merging.

He can also understand the other party.

"They're all going to collapse, but this one will collapse first."

Hear this.

Sam Howell sighed helplessly.

“Will the mountain say to the ant, you despise me?”

"A mountain would consider ants an inconvenience?"

Sam Howell shook his head.

In his eyes, the author is the ant, although it successfully created them.

But that doesn't mean.

The author is superior to them.

"The author is really nothing special."

“Many of them still deserve a beating.”

Hei Di nodded in agreement.

He also once beat up the incarnation of the author of his original world, which was nothing big.

Sam Howell coughed lightly.

"What does this narrative mean to you? It's someone else's eternity."

“Not special, not unique.”

"That's easy for you to say. You've never endured the torture of seeing a trillion beings at once."

SCP-3812 said gravely.

The narrative surrounding the humanoid figure continues to collapse.

It was as if at this moment, the inner reflection of what he had experienced was completely revealed.

"I have seen an infinite shore!"

“What unfolds before us is beyond the mind’s comprehension!

“Every grain of sand on the beach!”

“Every drop of water and molecule of air is a story to be told!”

"Each one is a song to be sung!"

“They are all full of life, laughter, suffering and hatred, they are all the same!

“Even though they’re all different!

“They’re crazy!”

Countless living beings in the heavens and myriad worlds were trembling with fear when they heard these words.

For them, this kind of thing is simply beyond imagination.

site-1 stronghold.

"This should be the theory about transcendents in the book I read in the library. It's written by Dr. Scranton."

Holmes stared at the screen intently.

This was something he had never seen before, especially from all aspects.

"Dr. Scranton's work?"

"Interesting, tell me about it."

Lilith became interested.

Dr. Scranton is an absolutely key figure in the Foundation world, designing the reality anchor.

without any exaggeration.

Reality anchors play a crucial role in the Foundation's conventional arsenal.

Or even reach another dimension entirely.

Holmes coughed lightly when he heard this.

“Reality is indistinguishable from matter.”

"That is, it's another way of describing the order of the universe."

"Matter can be used to describe things and places, time can be used to describe moments and periods, and reality can be used to describe the wholeness, fallibility, and overall structure of the universe."

"With this statement, just as higher physical dimensions that we cannot perceive or enter undoubtedly exist."

"There's no reason why this couldn't apply to reality."

In Scranton's telling.

The reality that humans perceive is just one layer of the organizational structure.

It determines the structure of human existence, and there may be other layers above and below humans.

Just as an entity in four-dimensional space might perceive the universe and its contents as a whole and could manipulate those contents from a higher energy realm.

Then an entity that is able to access higher metaphysical dimensions.

While also being able to simultaneously manipulate human reality from similar higher energy realms.

After Lilith heard this.

She just narrowed her eyes in interest.

For her, if she can transcend the narrative, she will reach a whole new realm.

The supreme divinity that transcends narrative and the one that does not transcend it are two different concepts.

She turned her gaze back to the screen.

on the screen.

Sam Howell nodded seriously.

He stared at the shadowy figure of SCP-3812, then walked over and patted the other's shoulder.

"I pity you."

“You cling to this horrible awareness because you’re afraid of slipping into darkness.”

Sam Howell looked at the other person seriously.

He spoke each word in a deep voice as if he was confiding in his own half.

“But darkness is sleep, and beyond sleep is peace.”

"Trillions of grains of sand, trillions of trillions of grains of sand."

“Narrative, every single one.”

"A song that will be sung."

"No one has ever been able to hear their eternal harmony simultaneously."

"You can hear it, can't you?"

in this world.

Even the author cannot do this.

After all, the author can only interfere with the narrative level he or she is on and cannot perceive the higher levels.

SCP-3812 remains silent.

After a moment's silence, he replied softly.

"Yes, it's very quiet."

But he clenched his fists and spoke in a deep voice.

Sam Howell smiled and put his arm around the shadow's shoulders, speaking loudly as if he were talking to a good friend.

“But it’s growing stronger day by day!”

"One day the songs created will be witnessed by us alone."

“The narrative is not special.”

"I have seen its loud beginning and I have seen its quiet end."

“When we left, the narrative changed, but it didn’t stop singing.”