"Wherever They Flee, It Follows."
The multiverse watched in stunned silence.
Even after ascending, even after rewriting the laws of physics, the First Hy-Thoth had failed to escape the Beast.
Marvel Universe – Kamar-Taj
Ancient One's hands trembled.
This dread—this absolute futility—made Dormammu feel like a plaything in comparison.
Toaru Universe – The Hidden Realm
The gathered Magic Gods sat in rare silence.
One finally spoke, voice dripping with bitter irony:
"So the Beast is the Screaming Demon? A Supreme Ontology?"
Another, the Aztec deity Tezcatlipoca, laughed hollowly:
"What does it matter? Even we'd be crumbs in the Foundation's path."
No one argued.
Not after witnessing the Deer. The Scarlet King. The Devourer.
And now—this.
POI-7*7's Memories – Part 2
The screen flickered back to the neural exploration logs.
The Foundation agent's voice crackled:
"I couldn't crack the encryption on the ascension memories. So I looked for what scared them before 'Nightless Dark.'"
Static resolved into a starship's cockpit view.
Endless void.
Flickering data panels—radiation levels, Kelvin readings, Hume indices.
The recorder marveled: "It's beautiful."
The agent scoffed: "Random Turing geometries. The brain forces patterns onto chaos. But ever since merging with POI-77…"*
A pause.
"I fear shapes now. Like they're… wrong."
The audience shuddered.
To have your mind rewritten by another's trauma—
That was true horror.
The Fleet's Secret
The camera panned out, revealing the SCP-CN-████-1 armada.
Coffin-like ships, linked by neural synapses of light.
The recorder gasped: "They're a distributed brain."
The agent confirmed: "Each ship is a neuron. Together, they think. Together, they fight."
"And their weapon?"
A chilling answer:
"A solar forge."
Marvel Universe – S.H.I.E.L.D.
Bruce Banner's mug shattered on the floor.
"They harvest stellar energy to flee?!"
The implications were terrifying.
Whatever chased them was worse than a sun's wrath.
The Stars Reverse
Then—
The universe broke.
Stars rewound.
Galaxies stuttered backward.
The recorder screamed: "WHAT IS THIS?!"
The agent's reply was a whisper:
"The Tachyon Universe."
DC Universe – Watchtower
The Flash's face drained of color.
"They're inside the speed force's shadow. Where time flows backward."
Cyborg's optics flared: "But their engines aren't active! How—"
"Because," Flash interrupted, "this is Wo-Wu. The Screaming Demon's domain."
The Truth of Wo-Wu
On-screen, corpses drifted past the ships.
Rib cages snapped like twigs.
Antimatter guts writhing in vacuum.
The agent's voice was hollow:
"Wo-Wu isn't a 'who.' It's a where."
"The Tachyon Universe itself hunts Hy-Thoth. Every ascension just… delays the inevitable."
A final image burned into the multiverse's eyes:
A fractal scream, frozen mid-eruption.
The last thing POI-7*7 saw before—
[RECORD TERMINATED]
The Aftermath
Chat Group Explosion:
"So the 'Beast' is reality's recoil?!"
"No wonder they forgot the Saints! Wo-Wu unwrites history!"
"If even time travel can't save them… what chance do we have?"
Honkai Star Rail Universe – Herta Station
Herta's fingers clenched.
"The Screaming Demon isn't a thing. It's the law of physics fighting back."
A realization so awful, it bordered on blasphemy.