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Chapter 157 - Chapter 149: The Foundation Rejects the New Era! The Whole Universe Trembles for Leon Lake!

The breeze from the Foundation's world seemed to drift across dimensions—

whispering through the screen and brushing against the faces of those watching.

Across the multiverse, the audience fell silent, staring in disbelief at the scene before them.

The once brilliant blue glow that had engulfed the world was fading—washed away by the gentle rain, revealing the color of reality once more.

It was the sign.

SCP-3396's anomaly had vanished.

SCP-3396… had failed.

For several seconds, the livestream remained deathly quiet.

Then, like a dam breaking, the entire Marvel universe erupted in shock and excitement.

> "WTF?! The mutants— they're normal again?!"

"Oh my god, does that mean Leon Lake actually won?!"

"How the hell did he neutralize SCP-3396's infection properties?!"

"He didn't just resist it—he erased it?! What did he do?!"

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S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters

The agents stared at the screens, mouths agape.

> "Is this… really the end?"

one agent muttered, unable to believe it.

Even Natasha Romanoff looked uncertain.

> "So… Leon Lake actually succeeded?" she asked quietly. "But how?"

Nick Fury exhaled slowly, his expression complicated.

He didn't know how Leon had done it.

But whatever it was, it worked.

The infection was gone. The world was safe.

For a moment, Fury's hardened expression softened into something like admiration.

That was the road to godhood laid before Leon Lake.

A single thought—just one—could've made him a god among men.

No one else could have resisted that temptation.

Even Fury himself felt the pull of such power—the same hunger that had driven men like Thanos, Ultron, and even Stark.

Yet Leon had not only refused—it seemed he had destroyed the very path to ascension.

That kind of restraint… took a godlike will.

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Kamar-Taj

In the Sorcerer Supreme's sanctum, the Ancient One watched the cascading streams of thaumaturgical particles fade into nothingness.

A long breath escaped her lips.

> "He did it," she whispered. "He truly succeeded."

To maintain world balance, she had spent centuries walking the edge of chaos.

Even a few individuals wielding power equal to hers had nearly shattered the equilibrium of the Earth.

If the entire planet had gained such magic…

The thought alone made her blood run cold.

She quickly banished the image from her mind.

---

The Watcher's Domain

From the depths of the universe, Uatu the Watcher observed in awe.

> "Neutralized…?" he murmured, his voice echoing in the void.

SCP-3396 was unlike any other anomaly.

It wasn't Euclid, nor Keter.

It lacked SCP-239's reality-warping might, or SCP-682's unkillable resilience.

It wasn't a cosmic god or an omniversal threat.

It didn't even attack.

And yet, with a mere blessing—

the power to let humans ascend to godhood—

it had nearly undone the world.

It was a paradox that struck at the core of the Foundation's philosophy.

> If all humanity becomes anomalous… does the Foundation itself have any reason to exist?

That was the true conflict.

The moment SCP-3396 appeared, it had become the Foundation's inevitable enemy.

But somehow—

Leon Lake had broken that deadlock.

Uatu closed his eyes, a faint smile forming.

> "Though I wonder what would have become of humanity as gods…

still, it's better this way."

The world, after all, needed mysteries—

not perfection.

---

Outside Death Valley

The Overseers stood still beneath the rain.

They watched as the barren valley returned to its natural form.

The blinding second moon dimmed, vanishing into the clouds.

Finally, O5-10 broke the silence.

> "He did it."

A breath of relief spread through the group.

O5-2 wiped his forehead, half-laughing, half-shaking his head.

> "Honestly… I had a nightmare just now."

No one replied.

He went on anyway, voice trembling slightly.

> "I dreamed the mutants wiped out our forces, stormed the Sites, released every containment.

The whole world burned."

O5-10 glanced at him, her tone firm but calm.

> "If Leon hadn't succeeded, that dream would've been reality."

A chill ran through O5-2's spine.

Then, O5-10 straightened and said coldly,

> "Notify Twelve. The Rebirth Plan will proceed."

The other Overseers turned sharply.

> "You still won't give up?" one of them snapped.

Raindrops streaked across O5-10's face, but she didn't flinch.

> "You saw it yourselves. Anomalies are reappearing in waves. Old threats thought gone are stirring again."

Her gaze swept the council.

> "Five years ago—what were we facing?"

"When was the last time we neutralized a Euclid or Keter-class anomaly?"

"If Site-19 had a breach tomorrow, could we even contain it?"

Her words struck like thunder.

> "We've cut down containment projects, shut down Omega-7, banned SCP weaponization, and limited all cross-tests."

"Dr. Kondraki once said it—'New blood replaces the old.'"

"But what have we become? Cold. Cautious. Paralyzed."

Her eyes glinted like steel.

> "When did the Foundation become so terrified that our first instinct… is to blow up the planet with SCP-2000?"

Silence.

Some of the Overseers lowered their heads. Others avoided her gaze.

One muttered, "That would violate the Foundation's core principles."

O5-10 sneered.

> "And since when was obliterating the Earth part of our principles?"

The screen cut to black.

---

The livestream audience waited, hearts pounding.

But Leon Lake never appeared again.

No explanation came.

No resolution from the O5 Council.

And no details about the mysterious Rebirth Plan.

But one truth became clear:

O5-10 and O5-12 were pushing for change.

Radical reform.

A new Foundation—reborn from the ashes.

---

Site-67

Dr. Clef sat alone, staring at a pistol and a list laid out before him.

Just like the one O5-10 had once handed Leon Lake.

But unlike Leon…

Clef had no power to refuse.

He waited—

for the fire to consume the Foundation,

or for the new rain to wash it clean.

Then… something caught his eye.

Raindrops.

He froze, leaning toward the window.

The world outside shimmered, washed by real rain.

Then he laughed—loud, unrestrained laughter.

> "Holy sht… he actually did it! That son of a bitch did it!

Goddamn it, Leon Lake, you finally earned yourself some f**ing credit!"

Clef's excitement wasn't just for the world being saved—

but for his own salvation.

Half his friends were on that kill list.

The wind scattered the paper across the floor.

The camera caught a glimpse of several names before it blew away:

Dr. Kondraki. Dr. Gears. Professor Kain…

And finally—

Leon Lake.

The livestream chat exploded.

> "WHAT?! Why is Leon's name on the kill list?!"

"Are they seriously trying to kill the guy who saved the world?!"

"If they do that, the Foundation's finished!"

"What kind of twisted 'Rebirth Plan' is this?!"

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Stark Industries

Tony Stark shot out of his chair.

> "You've GOT to be kidding me!"

He stared at the list, disbelief written all over his face.

> "That's their thank-you gift to their savior? A bullet?"

He scoffed bitterly.

> "Yeah, that's classic Foundation—'Save the world, then die quietly.'"

Colonel Rhodes frowned, deep in thought.

> "Rebirth Plan… rebirth…"

He looked up suddenly, eyes wide. "Wait. Maybe it's literal."

> "Literal?" Stark asked, skeptical. "You mean—kill the elite to… what? Revive them?"

> "Exactly," Rhodes said firmly. "Maybe death is part of it. The prerequisite to be reborn."

Stark froze.

Then, his eyes widened as realization hit.

> "Die… to be reborn."

"They'd have to 'kill' their top scientists—to resurrect them under new identities."

Rhodes nodded slowly.

> "That's the only explanation that fits."

Stark's mind raced.

> "That means O5-10 and O5-12 have been planning this for a while.

If the whole council's on board now… the Foundation might finally be changing."

Rhodes shrugged.

> "Maybe. Or maybe it's just another kind of control."

But Stark wasn't discouraged.

In fact, he was fascinated.

The idea of the world's coldest organization finding a way to rebirth itself intrigued him deeply.

He opened his mouth to say something more—

but then froze.

His eyes locked onto the sky.

And the world gasped as one.

The entire Marvel universe turned their eyes upward—

to the image now forming in the clouds.

A single figure stood there—

bathed in pale light.

Leon Lake.

He had returned.

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