SCP-3000 engulfed the light.
There was no earth-shattering clash of gods, no cataclysmic darkening of the heavens as the audience had anticipated.
The luminous screen simply… dimmed.
Then, a voice resonated.
Ethereal. Hollow.
Like a sigh from the cosmos' deepest abyss, lingering endlessly:
"Here, there is only darkness. The land of oblivion. The realm of void."
"It feels like a dream."
"But I am Fuli. Star Gods do not dream."
The moment these words were spoken, countless spectators stiffened.
In the Honkai: Star Rail universe, Herta of the Herta Space Station stared at the screen in disbelief:
"Don't tell me… SCP-3000 has infiltrated Fuli's mental world?"
Even as denial screamed in her mind, cold logic whispered:
SCP-3000's power might surpass that of a Star God.
She watched, breath trapped in her throat—
Until light flickered anew on the screen.
Fuli's engraved memories briefly suppressed the darkness.
Yet…
"I cannot wake."
The audience could see the torrents of memory flowing past Fuli's Yaotai:
—Winds howling over rivers, mountains, and seas.
—Gales dancing freely, carrying flying fish and dust, forming foam upon shores.
—Beaches shifting under midnight sun, eternal yet ever-changing.
—Bards and lovers sitting there, lost in thought or kisses.
—Hops swaying in fields under breezes.
—Adobe houses scattered near a great wall's gate.
—A gray sliver of sky kissing gray wisps of clouds.
—Rain soaking crops, drenching travelers beneath jungle canopies.
But even within these recorded worlds…
Darkness still surrounded Him.
"I can feel it."
"Or rather, I can feel its existence."
"It lurks in the depths of my consciousness, in the endless dark behind all eyes."
"It has stolen my memories."
The streams of engraved memory around Fuli began to fracture.
Fold.
Twist.
Then—
They abandoned Him.
Boulders crumbled to gravel.
Gravel dissolved to dust.
Dust dispersed into energy strands.
Finally, even the concept of the Path of Memory—the very authority He wielded as a Star God—began peeling away from His awareness.
In that instant—
Time withered.
Space collapsed.
The darkness itself boiled and tore apart.
The hunt was over.
SCP-3000, satiated, retreated into its chaotic cradle.
Thus concluded the battle between a Star God and a Supreme Aberration—
Not with a cataclysm,
But a whimper.
Silence.
A corpse-cold silence spread across the multiverse.
The once-flooding chat logs froze.
Every spectator's face was etched with confusion and primal dread.
In the final frame, Aquaman seemed to have been dragged ashore.
White-coated technicians swarmed around him, yet not a single one mentioned Fuli the Star God.
As if…
He had never existed.
Sunlight poured through the screen onto every viewer, yet a soul-deep chill clung to them like a curse.
Then—
The dam broke.
Chatroom explosions:
"HOLY F████████G SH████T!!!!!!!!"
"God Almighty, what did I just witness? A Star God, defeated without a sound? That was a GOD!"
"Too terrifying… This is too f███ing terrifying—"
"So… what happened to Fuli?"
No one had answers.
DC Universe
The Justice League stood paralyzed.
Minutes passed before staggered breaths filled the room.
The Flash's face was bloodless.
His past jokes about Aquaman's "luck" now tasted like ash.
"What's… Aquaman's status?" someone finally whispered.
If even a Star God had fallen to SCP-3000's Law of Oblivion…
How could a mortal survive?
Again—silence.
Honkai: Star Rail Universe
Herta collapsed to the floor, trembling.
Mortals knew little of Star Gods—those enigmatic entities striding the cosmos. Limited by finite cognition, they could only glimpse these beings walking Paths beyond mortal comprehension, wielding power tied to unfathomable ideals.
As a Space Station director, Herta was among the rare few who could sense the Star Gods' presence.
Yet now—
She could no longer feel the Path of Memory.
"This means…"
Marvel Universe
Kamar-Taj
"Ancient One! What's wrong?!"
"The—The Eye of Agamotto! You activated it?!"
"What did you see?!"
The Sorcerer Supreme lay gasping, magical energies raging around her.
The cause?
A single glance at SCP-3000 through the Eye of Agamotto.
Not out of recklessness—SCP-3000's power hadn't seemed directly threatening. She'd only sought to trace its origin.
But the instant she tried—
Regret.
That fleeting glimpse savaged her memories. Her soul nearly unraveled. Thought itself nearly ceased—
Had she not severed the connection instinctively, she'd have been erased.
Now, she whispered fragments of her vision, voice shaking:
"The End Beyond Time… The Aspect of All Finality."
"The Embodiment of Oblivion, Pyroclasm, Samsara… All Things Death-Touched."
"The Fifth Oceanic Star's Aspect…"
What was this entity?
Merely witnessing its manifested concept had nearly broken her mind.
She shuddered to imagine—
What if she'd seen its true form?
At that thought, she shut her eyes, even the courage to think deserting her.