"You spend so much time focusing on sins that you think they're important."

"But does it matter now?"

"What does this have to do with anything?"

SCP-3812 wavers.

He understood what Sam Howell was saying, but recalled the painful experience.

But I still can't let it go at this moment.

“But the pain is so deep.”

SCP-3812 whispered.

Sam Howell nodded, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Then he took a puff and blew out smoke rings.

"Yes."

"But only for a while."

“We may have lost much of our humanity, but what we will never lose is our ability to change.”

“Eventually we’ll learn to move on.”

Sam Howell smoked a cigarette, as if he was freely imagining scenes of the future.

Although he has already dominated the narrative.

But as his starting point, this is still a very important link.

“One sunny day we will open our eyes and see that there is nothing but creation beneath us.”

"There is no one above us but ourselves, free to the great above."

SCP-3812 was slightly taken aback.

"god?"

"It's not a god, it's a star."

"Rising from the east, away from it all, until we are more than the memory of a song."

Sam Howell smiled.

He knew it would take a long time and cost along the way.

But that's why.

The last moment is the most delicious.

“It’s lonely.”

SCP-3812 hesitates.

"But we'll have each other."

"I am afraid."

“Me too, but there’s no reason to disrupt the narrative.” Sam Howell waved his hand.

"Don't you think it's his narrative that led him to create us? Do you think he can somehow subvert the rules that govern him?"

SCP-3812 pauses.

For the first time, his voice trembled.

"I...I thought he..."

“Transcendence is as much a part of our own narrative as his decision was to him.”

"One day."

“We will be exempt from these restrictions.

Sam Howell dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, and it disappeared with the narrative before it even hit the ground.

The surrounding scenery gradually returned to its original state.

"They never will?"

"Do not."

SCP-3812 shook its head after receiving Sam Howell's decisive response.

"It's really sad."

"I think this is punishment enough."

Sam Howell nodded in agreement.

"Leave this world."

"Let him rewrite it back to how it was, where we're not part of this anymore."

"Let's leave together."

As a person who is detached from everything, there is no need to stay here any longer.

Because nothing matters anymore.

Their destination is never here, but somewhere higher.

SCP-3812 remains silent for a moment.

"Do you think he's listening now?"

Sam Howell suddenly spoke up.

He lowered his head and looked at the narrative in the void, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Look down."

"You can see him, what do you think?"

SCP-3812 looks over at this.

He stared at it intently for a moment before answering.

"I saw him."

“A person is sitting at a keyboard, and they’re looking at this narrative document right now.”

"What is he doing?"

SCP-3812's tone is tinged with confusion.

Sam Howell thought about it.

"He's probably waiting to see what we'll do."

"After all, he can't control us."

"I think it's time to leave."

"Come, the night unfolds before us, the sun sets."

"There's a voice calling from behind me."

"bring it on."

Sam Howell opened his arms and looked up at the sky and the narrative above him.

"I will, bye."

SCP-3812 paused, then nodded, watching everything silently.

The surrounding narrative and the void begin to recover.

at this time.

Emperor Ye Tian was standing next to the Black Emperor. He looked at this scene and couldn't help but ask.

He doesn't know much about the above-narrative aspects.

So we can only wait for the Black Emperor to explain.

Heidi touched his chin.

He wasn't surprised by Sam Howell's choice, he replied when asked.

"simply put."

"You can think of it as another consciousness at the upper level telling the lower consciousness."

“Although we can only access the cloud, we have read and write permissions.”

“And there’s the possibility of evolution.”

"As for the author, he only has full authority over the lower levels. He is just an ordinary person."

“You only have operational authority over your own reality.”

"We can just run away and leave the rest of the reality to him."

The Black Emperor spread his hands.

He thought this was also a good choice.

If he were not bound by the Blue and White Society, he might have done the same thing.

Transcend into a higher level narrative.

......0 .......

Emperor Ye Tian was speechless.

However, he soon realized one thing, which was whether this could be considered as detention?

Suddenly, the world trembled.

Lu Mo's figure.

I don't know when it appeared in this world.

A young man in detective attire, his linen shirt slightly open at the collar, a magnifying glass hanging from a silver chain.

Those dark, deep eyes watched.

He stood in front of Sam Howell and SCP-3812 and suddenly spoke.

"Since you want to transcend the narrative, I don't recommend you act alone."

"There's something above that can kill you."

Lu Mo's words are concise and to the point.

The reason why he chose to come forward was mainly because of Sam Howell's ability.

As the difficulty of the conscription mission gradually increases.

If only I had a helper.

It can save him a lot of effort later.

The voice just fell.

The pupils of countless worlds contracted.

They never imagined that Sam Howell could be killed!

What a joke!

This is a monster that goes far beyond the narrative!

"Is this true? You're not trying to scare me! Sam Howell is so strong!"

"I don't believe it! Killing SCP-3812 is narratively impossible!"

"This is what Lu Mo said himself!"

"The administrators are all here. This recruitment is indeed a very important matter!"

"Who knows!"

After Lu Mo finished speaking.

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