110.scp-5999 document opened, the narrator is the upper echelon? In front of the fake beast, all are unable to escape the disaster! (Ch 110)

Yamcha’s voice was filled with despair and incoherence.

“Then…what if our author, the guy who wrote our story, was killed by this fake beast…would we…would we also disappear in an instant?! There wouldn’t even be a chance to be resurrected!”

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. His legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground. Klin, who was standing behind him, barely held him up. Klin himself was sweating profusely.

“Goku! Vegeta! You two should think of a solution! Goku! Aren’t you the strongest in the universe?! Quickly knock that fake beast away! Use your Spirit Bomb!”

Sun Wukong’s face was more solemn than ever before. He scratched his head, feeling the strange pressure coming from the sky, which made him feel uncomfortable all over and even frightened his fighting instinct.

“This feeling… is so strange, Yamcha.” Wukong frowned, his eyes full of confusion and a rare sense of powerlessness, “I can’t feel its aura.

, it seems… not here, but it seems to be everywhere, just like… just like air, but more terrible than air. ”

He looked at Vegeta, who also had a gloomy expression on his face: “Vegeta, do you have any ideas? Can this thing be destroyed with an energy wave?”

Vegeta snorted coldly, veins on his forehead exposed, and gritted his teeth and said: “Kakarot! You fighting idiot! This is not an enemy that can be solved with fists and energy! It is on another level! A level we have never touched!”

Bulma was frantically operating various high-tech instruments, but all the detector screens showed a chaotic stream of meaningless data and glaring red warning lights.

“No! It is totally impossible to analyze! Its form of existence… is beyond all our current knowledge of physics, energetics, and even theology! This is simply… a metaphysical disaster!”

And just as the powerful people in all the heavens and worlds fell into chaos and panic because of the “reading” of this first story.

Above the sky, the scarlet pages of the document were flipping mercilessly again! Making a terrifying sound!

[Hyakumonogatari Kaidankai, Night 1, Episode 2: “Non-Existent Neighbors”]

Another creepy title emerged, accompanied by an even stronger soul-stirring shock!

[Hyakumonogatari Kaidankai, Night 1, Episode 3: “The Stranger in the Mirror”]

The crack in the sky became bigger, almost spreading to the entire light screen!

[Hyakumonogatari Kaidankai, Night 1, Episode 4: “Someone Under the Bed”]

One after another, strange story titles that exude an ominous and eerie atmosphere appear one after another without stopping!

Every time it appeared, the sky was shaking and cracking more violently! The colors on the light screen also began to become chaotic!

Every time it emerges, all the “readers” feel an unbearable tearing pain in their souls, as if their cognition is being forcibly tampered with and distorted!

The invisible barrier separating the “story” and the “reality”, the “observed” and the “observer”, is becoming thinner and more transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even tiny “holes” are beginning to appear, exuding an unsettling sense of nothingness!

The collapse of the narrative layer has already opened the bloody prelude!

And all the “readers”, all the “audiences”, became the first victims of this collapse, passively and desperately walking step by step towards the abyss called “the end of the story”!

Their existence, their cognition, and even the entire world they live in are being ruthlessly eroded and dissolved by the act of “reading” itself!

Darkness is slowly seeping out from the cracks of every “story”, trying to swallow everything!

The blood-red sky, the cosmic-level display screen of horror, was still operating mercilessly, without a moment’s pause because of the wailing and despair of the creatures from all realms.

The teeth-grinding rustling sound of turning pages seemed to become clearer and more rapid, like the footsteps of the god of death, stepping on the hearts of all the “audiences” step by step.

[Hyakumonogatari Kaidankai, Night 1, Episode 5: “The Street Light That Never Turns On”]

A new title, like a weeping bloody brand, slowly emerged on the scarlet document, and every word exuded an ominous and cold aura.

The sky screen then changes.

A deserted street shrouded in heavy rain, with dim street lights sparsely arranged on both sides of the street. Only the one at the end of the corner, as if cursed, stubbornly refused to light up.

A lonely and thin figure huddled under a street lamp that never turned on. The rain soaked his clothes, making him shiver, his face full of confusion and fear.

There was deathly silence all around, with only the crackling sound of raindrops hitting the ground and the whimpering of the wind blowing through the alley.

However, at this moment, a subtle and creepy noise came faintly from inside the dark street lamp post.

Rustling…

It was as if countless tiny insects were crawling among the dry leaves, or as if someone was gently scratching rusty iron sheets with their fingernails.

It was a…whispering sound!

The figure under the streetlight suddenly stiffened, as if his body was frozen. He slowly raised his head in horror and looked towards the source of the sound – the cold and dark lamppost.

His eyes widened to the limit in an instant, and his pupils contracted violently due to extreme fear!

At the same time, in the heavens and myriad worlds (bcci), those powerful beings who could still barely maintain clear consciousness felt their hearts skip a beat!

“Wait…wait! That sound! That whispering feeling!”

In Douluo Continent, Master Yu Xiaogang, one of the golden triangle of Shrek Academy, turned pale and his voice changed.

“Yes… it’s the first strange story! It’s the weird whispers that appeared in “The Whispering Wall”!”

In the world of Naruto, veins bulged on Shikamaru Nara’s forehead and cold sweat dripped down. The mind that he was so proud of now also felt cold and confused.

“Why?! Why do the elements of the first strange story appear in the fifth strange story?! This… this doesn’t make sense!”

“Could it be that… these strange stories are interconnected and interpenetrating?!”

In the One Piece world, “Blackfoot” Sanji was so scared that his cigarette fell to the ground. He screamed: “These stories… they are mixed up! It’s like a pot of badly cooked horror stew!”

A deeper, indescribable fear spread like a plague in the hearts of all “readers”.

These stories are not just independent horror units, there is some kind of terrible “contamination” happening between them!

It seemed to confirm their conjecture, but also seemed to mercilessly mock their nascent “understanding”.

Above the sky, the scene of the fifth strange story suddenly froze, and then, lines of scarlet and more shocking text, like a weeping bloody blade, covered the entire screen.

The cold, emotionless narration once again resounded through the heavens and the worlds, and every syllable sounded like a death knell to the soul:

【Warning: Narrative level pollution is happening. 】

[Each chapter of SCP-5999’s “This is Where I Die” does not exist in isolation.]

[They are both narrative shackles that bind the SCP pseudo-beasts…]

[…It is also a narrative poison that is carefully prepared and penetrates layer by layer for the upper-level narrators.]

[Every time you “read”, every time you “understand” the content of the ghost story, it not only weakens the narrative barrier, but also actively absorbs this poison and actively unlocks the shackles of the pseudo-beast. ]

[When all the stories have been “read”, when all the shackles have been unlocked by your own hands…]

[The SCP pseudo-beast will completely break free from all constraints, get rid of the limitations of its “story”, and complete the most direct and fatal blow to the “author” at the final narrative level – the first and final “upper-level narrator”! ]

[At that time, all narrative levels, including your own existence, will serve as the final sacrifice for the pseudo-beast to escape, and will completely return to nothingness and chaos! ]

This declaration was like a bolt of black thunder from the sky, striking fiercely into the depths of every living being’s sea of ​​consciousness, causing a corner of their already shaky spiritual world to completely collapse!

It turns out…it turns out that reading these weird stories is not just watching, but also…actively poisoning?! Actively offering sacrifice?!

The scarlet warning text slowly faded away, and in its place was a desperate message written with twisted and trembling handwriting, as if it was written with the last bit of strength. It appeared on the edge of the SCP-5999 document, like a bloodstain that would never close.

[…I can feel it.]

[It’s watching me write this… No…]

[It is looking through my eyes, through my mind, at the future me who is reading this text…]

【We, all of us, were not observers from the beginning…】

[We are just characters in its story, with a predetermined happy ending! ]

[There is no escape…We are all part of its huge narrative…It is playing with us…]

In the world of The Bad Guys, Huanyinfang, the head of the Nine Heavens Holy Ladies, the Empress Qi Wang Li Maozhen.

Her phoenix eyes, which usually looked down upon the world with dignity, were now unusually shrunken like needles, and her beautiful face was shrouded in an unprecedented solemnity and horror.

“Let words be your sword, let words be your curse…”

The empress slightly opened her red lips, and her voice carried a hint of incredible difficulty.

“What a SCP pseudo-beast! What an unprecedented narrative weapon!” (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

“It can actually erode its recorders, and even… take all observers into account, using us readers as sacrifices to break free from its shackles!”

She suddenly stood up from the Phoenix Throne, her clothes fluttering without wind, and a cold murderous intent emanated from her body, but also brought with it a deep feeling of powerlessness.

“This method is a hundred times more sinister than the plan of the bad commander Yuan Tiangang for three hundred years! And a thousand times more cunning!”

“This is no longer something that can be countered by human power. This is clearly distorting cause and effect and rewriting the laws of nature!”

In the world of Super Seminary, Mei Tianting.

Angel Yan, the King of Sky Blade after the fall of Holy Kesha, is now leaning on the throne that once belonged to Kesha. Her dazzling golden hair seems to have dimmed a little, and her blue eyes, which are usually full of confidence and pride, are now filled with confusion and a deep fear.

“Teacher He Xi…”

Yan murmured subconsciously, as if seeking answers from a deceased wise man.

“This attack … is beyond our understanding of memetic pollution and information attack.”

Her fingertips unconsciously brushed across the armrests of the throne, her delicate brows tightly furrowed.

“It’s not planting misinformation, it’s not spreading harmful ideas…”

“It is…directly rewriting the fundamental logic that our universe and even higher dimensional realities rely on!”

There was a barely perceptible tremor in Yan’s voice.

“Or to put it more directly, it is attacking the concept of logic itself! It wants to dismantle all the order and truth we know from the most fundamental level!”

“Our divine body structure, our sub-biological engine, our proud treasure trove of knowledge and super computing power…”

She shook her head slowly, her tone filled with unprecedented frustration.

“In the face of this metaphysical attack directly targeting existence and cognition itself, I’m afraid… there’s really nothing we can do.”

“We can’t even accurately define its attack method, so how can we crack it? How can we defend against it?!”

In the world of Fights Break Sphere, Xingyun Pavilion, the top of Yaoshan Mountain.

The soul of Medicine Saint Yao Chen was fluctuating violently at this moment. On his old face, the pair of deep eyes that had seen all the strange fires in the world and refined all the magical elixirs in the world were now staring at the sky, full of horror and disbelief.

“Hiss! How terrifying! What a terrifying narrative weapon! What a vicious SCP pseudo-beast!”

Yao Lao couldn’t help but gasp, and his soul almost became unstable because of it.

“This… this is not some weird story at all! This is clearly a living, self-evolving, self-propagating… the most bizarre and unsolvable narrative poison in the world!”

His voice was hoarse and contained a hint of despair.

“It doesn’t kill with fighting spirit, nor does it attack with souls, but… it drags all the living beings who read it into the death trap it carefully weaves, called a story!”

“Let us unconsciously, by understanding its story, by recognizing its horror, step by step, actively absorb its poison, and unlock its shackles!”

“In the end… willingly, or unconsciously, I became the final sacrifice for it to break free of its restraints and descend into the world!”

Yao Lao’s voice was trembling.

“This method… This method of directly transforming the act of reading into a sacrificial process, I have never heard of it in my thousands of years of experience! It is a billion times more sinister and treacherous than the most vicious soul curses in ancient times!”

“There’s no way to guard against this! The more you try to understand it, the more you analyze it, the more you’ll be poisoned and the more you’ll be trapped!”

In the world of One Person, there is the Nadoutong Express Company and a temporary alien monitoring center built in the North China region.

Zhang Chulan slumped to the ground, his face looking uglier than if he had just been struck by lightning. Cold sweat poured down his forehead like running water, and he almost curled up into a ball.

“Fuck! Fuck the hell out of him! What the hell is this thing!”

He held his head with both hands and pulled his hair hard, feeling that his world view and all three perspectives were shattered.

“This… this thing is even more ferocious than what Quan Xing’s gang of monsters did back then! It’s more than a fucking ten thousand times more outrageous than the incident that old man Wu Gensheng stirred up!”

“Wu Gensheng can only turn the alien world upside down, but this damn SCP pseudo-beast wants to pack up all the heavens and the world, including us, the spectators who like to watch the fun, and cremate them all together!”

Zhang Chulan suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot and extreme fear. He grabbed the arm of Feng Baobao, who was still bewildered and picking her nose subconsciously with her fingers, and his voice was filled with tears.

“Baby! Sister Baoer! My dear sister! Did you hear what was said on the sky curtain?!”

“It said…it said that looking at this thing, it is actively taking drugs! It is actively using itself as firewood to burn!”

He almost knelt down in front of Feng Baobao and begged with tears in his eyes.

“Can we…can we stop looking?! Please, Sister Baoer! Just pretend you didn’t see or hear anything, okay?!”

“Please don’t stare at me like a fool anymore! If you stare at me like that, and you really see us all disappear, I… who can I complain to? I can’t even close my eyes when I die!”

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