> [SCP-3999 will be contained with love and understanding]
As this line appeared on screen, the audience—once brimming with rage—fell silent.
Nobody had expected such tenderness to appear amidst the chaos and torment.
Even though the words "love" and "understanding" were crossed out, they carried an unexpected emotional weight.
The viewers, awestruck by the indomitable will of Researcher Talloran, felt something beyond admiration.
They felt reverence.
> This is a true warrior.
---
Sadly, the strikethrough meant those methods failed.
The file continued.
In the endless documentation of SCP-3999's horrific torture of Talloran—and his ceaseless attempts at containment—a new section appeared:
> [SCP-3999 is currently uncontainable and is precipitating a ZK-class End-of-Reality scenario.]
> [The most feasible option is for Researcher Talloran, believed to be SCP-3999's focal anchor, to sever contact with all Foundation personnel to minimize further collateral damage.]
> [In theory, if Talloran is isolated in a remote location, SCP-3999's destructive effect may be temporarily neutralized by… taking away the dinosaurs?]
Everyone stared in stunned silence.
Zyn turned to Leon Lake, her voice trembling:
> "Doesn't this mean…"
Leon exhaled softly.
> "It means… Researcher Talloran still couldn't contain SCP-3999."
The joy that had filled the audience earlier vanished in an instant.
Their hearts sank.
---
Despair.
Overwhelming and unrelenting despair swept through every viewer, both on-screen and off.
They could almost see him—Talloran—dragging his broken body, his shattered mind, kneeling in utter defeat before SCP-3999.
> He's been through enough... hasn't he?
He had endured the deaths of his friends and family—again and again.
He had suffered punishments that defied imagination.
He was just a man. A researcher.
Wasn't it okay for him to give up now?
But just as the Marvel Universe was about to surrender to hopelessness—
Another section of the file appeared.
---
> [Description:]
> [SCP-3999 is a collection of errors in the world.]
> [SCP-3999 is you, the reader.]
> [SCP-3999 is the spirit of Researcher Talloran.]
> [SCP-3999 is all of the above. Now. Forever. In dreams. In memory.]
> [This must be the final conclusion. Stop asking questions.]
Zyn's eyes sparked.
She turned to Leon with anticipation.
He nodded.
> "He's trying to define it."
> "So…" Zyn whispered.
> "So Talloran hasn't given up," Leon confirmed.
The weight in the room lifted.
---
The file continued into a massive new section: more attempts by Talloran to recontain SCP-3999.
He re-wrote the Special Containment Procedures—again.
And set off down another endless, agonizing road.
---
He was desperate:
> [[Help, please]]
He was broken:
> [[Your nightmare]]
He lost everything:
> [[You wake up and face a world going mad]]
And yet—he stood up again.
> [Grit your teeth. Try again.]
Until…
A new interview file appeared.
---
Interviewee: SCP-3999
Interviewer: Researcher Talloran
The room fell silent.
Lois stared at the screen in disbelief.
> "Before, this file was pure chaos. Now there's an interview?"
Several O5 Councilors exchanged glances.
The Overseer gave the nod: "Open it."
With permission, Leon accessed the document.
---
> [Talloran: Finally. This is it. Researcher interviews anomaly. I'm now one of the decision makers. I will bring order.]
> [SCP-3999: SYSTEM ERROR. DATA CORRUPTED. CONTACT SITE ADMINISTRATOR.]
Confusion spread.
What did it mean?
---
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters
Nick Fury frowned.
> "Is that supposed to be a conversation?"
Even Lois voiced the question:
> "Is this just Talloran talking to himself?"
A spark lit in Leon's eyes.
He straightened, gaze sharp.
> "Exactly."
> "This isn't an external interview—it's an internal one. Talloran is talking to the part of himself that is SCP-3999."
---
The Overseer gasped softly.
> "So it's just like you guessed?"
Leon nodded.
> "They share a body. Talloran finally understands this. And now—he's confronting it."
> "But we can't see SCP-3999's responses," the Overseer noted.
Leon smirked.
> "We don't need to. We just need to know one thing…"
> "It's already lost."
---
> [Talloran: Don't try to threaten me. You can't exist without me.]
> [SCP-3999: SYSTEM ERROR. DATA CORRUPTED.]
> [Talloran: You cling to me like a parasite, begging for order to sustain yourself. Pathetic.]
Leon clenched his fist.
> "Talloran's found its weakness."
Zyn gasped:
> "SCP-3999 can't exist on its own… until it fully breaks Talloran's will?"
> "Exactly," Leon said firmly.
---
The revelation shifted everything.
They re-read the next lines with new understanding:
> [Talloran: The first million years, you tortured me—I survived.]
> [The second million—I endured.]
> [The third million—I became numb… but I still survived.]
The file didn't shout it—but Talloran's fury echoed through the silence.
His pain.
His triumph.
> He had survived three million years.
---
The entire Marvel Universe froze.
Three million years.
Everyone reeled.
> "WTF?! Three million YEARS?!"
> "That's… real?!"
> "This man… this human… survived that?!"
---
S.H.I.E.L.D.
Natasha Romanoff slumped in her chair, stunned.
Nick Fury leaned heavily on the table, pale.
> "Three million years," he whispered.
"And his will never broke."
---
Kamar-Taj
Even the Ancient One was speechless.
She had believed the will of mortals weak and fleeting.
But now?
> She was wrong.
> The power of the human body is limited… but the power of human will is infinite.
---
The Void
Grandmaster stared at the screen, dumbfounded.
> "Even gods don't live three million years…"
> "How did a human survive that long?"
---
The Watcher's Dimension
Uatu the Watcher leaned forward.
> "This… This Foundation universe…"
> "A being that endures for three million years. Incredible."
He was no longer observing out of duty.
He was watching out of awe.
---
> [Talloran: If I end you, maybe everything returns to normal.]
> [Or maybe you'll just send in a clown made of Doritos and an O5 to insult my mother.]
The O5 Council stared at the screen in deadpan confusion.
A moment later, laughter erupted from the livestream.
---
> [Talloran: Who are you before you're ready to fight like a human? You're nothing but a pile of mud.]
> [I'm ready for war. I've heard enough of your nonsense. The more you speak of horror, the less impact it has.]
> [You make me sick.]
---
He is no longer the hunted.
He is Talloran.
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