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Disappears, and the Universe Is About to Fade Out
Talloran roared—
a scream carrying the rage of three million years.
Everyone watching the live broadcast could feel it. This wasn't just his scream.
It was the collective voice of resistance against a godlike torntor.
SCP-3999 was no longer invincible.
[Talloran: I have to say, you're going to hell, but we're already there.]
[SCP-3999: SYSTEM ERROR: DATA CORRUPTED. CONTACT SITE ADMINISTRATOR FOR MORE INFORMATION.]
*[SCP-3999 spent five years lting Researcher Talloran. The Dunkleuk feasted on the sli. SCP-3999 is not 580.]
That marked the end of the interview.
SCP-3999 had retaliated by destroying Talloran again.
And yet…
No one despaired.
Instead, they celebrated.
"Five years!" Lois exclaid, her eyes lit up with excitent. "Do you see what this ans?"
"It ans," Zyn said, visibly thrilled, "its power is waning!"
Lois grinned. "If it really was immortal, would it have to remind us?"
Jas nodded, voice steady: "That's right. SCP-3999 is no longer immortal."
[SCP-3999 is posing a serious threat to reality and should be contained in [own vomit center]]
[Researcher Talloran will be held accountable for his own instability.]
[SCP-3999 is not [scary]]
[All researchers [dislike SCP-3999 and like other SCP-3999s]]
The end was near.
SCP-3999, who once dictated reality, was now cracking.
Three million years of tornt and domination had given way to decline.
Even O5 council mbers visibly relaxed.
The fear that had gripped them all—the one SCP-3999 had instilled—was fading.
The Supervisor turned toward Jas, skeptical but uncertain. "Jas… is this real?"
Jas stared at her with an unreadable expression.
"For us? It's a docunt. But for Talloran? Every day of those three million years... was real."
He looked around the room.
"The pain was real. The confusion was real. The despair... was real."
He paused. Then added softly:
"And so was the hope."
"So the crossed-out parts..."
Jas nodded. "Those deletions—those 'errors'—aren't random. They're experints. SCP-3999 tried each and every one of those ideas on Talloran."
Recalling the log's grotesque details, Jas's voice briefly faltered.
Another council mber asked, "How did SCP-3999 and Talloran beco one? How could they even fight?"
Jas turned to the final docunt in the file—a blank one. He held it up.
"Perhaps," he said with a faint smile, "Talloran should answer that himself."
Lines of text began to appear on the blank page:
So you see, this is a story about things disappearing. Realities that flicker and fade.
First, Talloran noticed no one rembered certain researchers. Then Belgium vanished. Then his coffee mug. Then his toes. Then Montana. Then the stars.
Leaves disappeared from trees. Windows faded. He looked down—only two fingers and a thumb remained.
He used his torso—almost limbless—to type the last report on a disappearing keyboard, in the last containnt room in the universe.
Then his eyes, his computer, and finally the last finger vanished.
Only a body remained. Blind, deaf, voiceless.
Then, the containnt chamber disappeared.
Silence.
No comntary. Just stunned disbelief.
"The universe… disappeared?" Natasha whispered.
"Was it taphorical? Or literal?"
"Do you rember what Jas said earlier?" Maria Hill reminded.
Natasha paled.
It really happened.
"This… this is impossible," she stamred.
"Nothing is," Nick Fury cut in. "SCP-3999 is Apollyon-class. That alone should terrify us."
A single phrase echoed in their minds: ZK-Class end-of-reality scenario.
The deepest part of the universe. Observer Dinsion.
Yuatu, the Watcher, stared at the feed in disbelief.
"The universe has... disappeared?"
This wasn't a black hole. Not a gamma burst. Not even entropy.
This was erasure.
He'd witnessed stars die. Worlds crumble.
But he had never witnessed universe deletion.
This wasn't just powerful. It was... impossible.
Void Realm.
The Grandmaster watched in silence, the joy of collection gone.
He abandoned the idea of ever trying to obtain SCP-3999.
Even the O5 mbers in the archive grew visibly unsettled.
The Supervisor's hands trembled as she turned the page.
More text appeared.
"It was just an accident. I'm not sure how to explain it."
[I can't stop thinking about Talloran. Even while teaching tap dancing, even during class lectures.]
[I've tried to forget. But ti passes. Sothing's coming.]
[Then it happened.]
The Supervisor looked up. So did everyone else.
Jas stepped forward, his voice calm.
"As I said before, SCP-3999 and Talloran shared one body. As Talloran's mind frayed, 3999 tried to dominate him from within."
Zyn's face tightened. "So… when the universe disappeared, SCP-3999 beca Talloran, trying to replace him?"
Jas nodded. "Exactly. The psychological tornt began."
[DATA EXPUNGED] At 1 a.m., it ca to .
[I woke from light sleep. Paralyzed. Gasping for breath. Muscles twitching. My eyes barely opened.]
[Then Talloran appeared—Jas Martin Talloran. Level 3 researcher. He stood at the foot of my bed like a demon.]
[He looked like a black shadow. But I recognized him. His glowing eyes stared into . He laughed. I wet the bed.]
[Then he pulled out a dagger. A jagged, curved thing of cold light. He slid it into his mouth and sliced across his lips.]
Even reading it made everyone in the room nauseous.
This was Talloran's new tornt. Psychological horror.
Zyn and Lois turned pale.
But compared to three million years of agony?
This was only the beginning.
[Like a whistle summoning a loyal dog, fear gathered. All nightmares coalesced into the form of Talloran.]
[A corpse president, a lizard god, a statue that moves when unseen, a deer deity, a ti god, a man made of gears, a teleporting eye pod.]
Natasha Romanoff recognized the nas.
"SCP-682... 173... 343... they're all here!"
Nick Fury clenched his fists. "Torture failed. So now it's manipulation."
A horrifying thought crossed his mind:
What if Talloran gave in?
He shook the idea away, too afraid to follow it.
[They stared. A rotting corpse tapped Talloran's shoulder. He stepped closer, dagger in hand.]
[He leaned forward. Scarlet eyes pierced my soul.]
[I whispered, with the last of my strength...]
"Let's do it."
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