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Giant?
Natasha Romanoff looked at the screen in amazement and murmured:
"So, those three paper balls are the giants from the fantasy world?"
Nick Fury frowned and said:
"If the paper balls are giants, why would they leave the fantasy world? And why are they in this state?"
Recalling the three crumpled paper balls and the origami dragon's action of bringing them back, Nick Fury had a guess.
The creatures from the fantasy world seem to want to invade the real world, and the dragon...
It's Asgardian!
But this situation also exposes a serious problem: the fantasy world is deteriorating rapidly, and the speed of collapse is also increasing.
Kamar-Taj.
"It's really a giant!"
In the sight of the Ancient One, the three crumpled paper balls were the corpses of the three giants!
The body of the dragon projected by the origami dragon was also covered with scars.
It's like after a fierce battle...
The Ancient One sighed when he thought about the fantasy world that was constantly collapsing.
The picture appeared, and it was obvious that some time had passed.
Leon Lake was standing next to Dr. Kondraki in a white coat, seemingly reporting something.
"To sum up, I believe SCP-1762 is the product of the imagination of a Level 4 reality bender!"
After the words were spoken, the office fell into silence for a moment.
Dr. Kondraki looked at Leon Lake with complicated eyes. After a long silence, he slowly sighed:
"I really didn't expect that an ordinary Safe-level containment object could allow you to get such an exaggerated result."
Leon Lake was stunned, seemingly not understanding what Dr. Kondraki meant.
Dr. Kondraki lit a cigarette.
Hiss~
Phew~
Blowing out a smoke ring, he leaned back in his chair and shrugged: "We found the old man who brought SCP-1762 here."
"He's a reality bender?"
"No! He's not," said Dr. Kondraki. "His grandson is."
As soon as these words came out, the live broadcast room suddenly became quiet!
Leon Lake actually guessed it right?
Dr. Kondraki pulled out a photo and handed it to Leon Lake.
The yellowed photo is quite old, and the picture looks like a family of four: grandfather, father, mother, and a little child.
Unfortunately, the image of the child seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving a blank space.
Leon Lake looked at Dr. Kondraki inquiringly.
"He is most likely a Level 4 Reality Bender at Stage 3: Stable!"
Dr. Kondraki sighed: "But he was only there for a short time. SCP-1762 is most likely a product of his imagination!"
"If you are interested, you can continue with the project. Perhaps it will be classified as Neutralized in no time."
[Neutralized: Invalidated]
[SCP is an anomaly that has been intentionally or unintentionally destroyed or invalidated and is no longer abnormal.]
Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room had more or less guessed the child's ending.
They also understood why the fantasy world was inevitably heading towards collapse.
Because their creator is dead...
The feeling of astonishment faded, replaced by a long sigh.
At this moment, the scene changed.
When he reappeared, Leon Lake, dressed in daytime clothes, was standing in the containment room again.
He stared at the silver box in a daze.
The unbridled imagination seems to have broken through the barrier between reality and fantasy, and is wandering freely in the bizarre world behind the box.
Until it was interrupted by a Psst sound.
Followed by another puff of smoke.
Five origami dragons slowly flew out of the paper box.
Leon Lake was stunned. Before he could react, he saw them throw a note from the air and then hurriedly return to the cardboard box.
Leon Lake waited for a while, but never saw the unique red origami dragon.
[The situation is becoming increasingly tense.]
[The fantasy world is becoming darker and darker.]
[We, the Serpents, and the Hybrids are trying to stop them from returning, but the Humans and the Elves hope to launch an attack and open a portal.]
"They say your people have become stupid and ignorant. We hope this is not true. If you have really forgotten this, we will be very sad."
This short paragraph of text made Leon Lake's hands tremble slightly.
The audience in the live broadcast room were also sad.
They seemed to see... On a planet, various magical creatures were waging a brutal war.
This beautiful world is torn apart by fighting,
All living things are in a state of panic, inevitably heading towards extinction...
Stark Industries Building.
Tony stared at the screen blankly, his eyes showing a complex emotion.
It was like witnessing the world described in the note collapsing with one's own eyes.
Everyone has a childhood, and every child has a period of innocent fantasy.
His childhood has disappeared in the long river of time,
The most beautiful fantasy fades away,
Instead, the reality of fame and fortune...
"Snakes, giants, elves, dragons...it must be a beautiful world." Tony sighed.
A few days later, Leon Lake waited again for the box to be opened.
However, this time, only a red origami dragon flew out.
The yellow tape that was originally attached to the wings disappeared, leaving a shocking damage.
And there are also obvious wrinkles on the surface.
It flapped its wings with difficulty and flew around Leon Lake.
After a difficult flight for a minute, it fell to the ground like a bird at the end of its life...
Leon Lake trembled and picked it up, only to see a line of words on its wings:
[War.]
[Goodbye, friends.]
A dead silence spread.
Leon Lake's solemn figure is like a statue.
He silently said goodbye to this friend whom he had only met a few times, and his regretful expression was heartbreaking.
A complex emotion spread in the live broadcast room.
It was like knocking over a bottle of seasoning, with all kinds of mixed feelings.
"So, war is inevitable, right?"
"It wants to see its friend one last time before dying..."
"The dragon has fallen..."
"Sadness swept over me, and I felt a sense of loss for no apparent reason... It was as if I had lost something important."
The entire live broadcast room was filled with an atmosphere of grief.
But in the midst of sadness, everyone couldn't help but think,
What happened to that world?
No one can answer this question.
In the picture, Leon Lake gently holds the origami dragon, as if holding a fragile dream.
After a long silence, Leon Lake said softly: "Goodbye..."
However, just as he finished speaking, the paper box suddenly opened and released a two-meter-high flame!
Several roars that sound distant are heard emanating from SCP-1762-1.
Leon Lake suddenly froze in place.
Immediately afterwards, large quantities of torn paper and paper balls were seen erupting from SCP-1762-1.
Several damaged origami dragons also appear.
But they are all like the red origami dragon, without any vitality.
"You look sad." At some point, Dr. Kondraki appeared at the door of the containment room.
"I just detected an abnormal temperature of 1700 degrees in the containment chamber, so I came to take a look."
He came to Leon Lake and noticed the origami dragon in his hand and the lifeless origami dragons on the ground:
"SCP-1762-2 is neutralized?"
"Yes, they are dead."
Rather than the cold word "neutralization," Leon Lake chose "death," a word unique to living creatures.
Dr. Kondraki did not correct Leon Lake, but slowly walked over to SCP-1762-1.
After looking up and down, he was suddenly stunned.
Then, he was seen slowly taking out a roll of parchment-like material from SCP-1762-1.
Part of the text above is blurred or covered by blood.
Not only Leon Lake, but also the audience in the live broadcast room were immediately attracted.
[Are you still here, friends? We miss you very much...]
[The Fantasy World is no longer safe. Our harbor, your creation, is gone. The giants are dead. The minotaurs are dead. The birds have fled.]
[We will burn down your room. We cannot risk you getting hurt.]
[This is our farewell.]
[Maybe one day, your people will build another room. This little hope may not come true, but we will cherish it.]
Dr. Kondraki read the above content word for word.
Before he could say anything, SCP-1762-1 began to shake and emit smoke again.
It lasted for 15 minutes.
After that, the carton began to loosen and decompose.
Several parts of the box began to char and disintegrate, and soon the box was covered with small burn holes.
The words "The Dragon is Here" written on the lid of the box were burned.
Kamar-Taj.
Seeing this scene, Ancient One let out a long sigh.
The origami dragons she saw were the corpses of Dragons, and the paper box she saw was a door to the fantasy world.
However, all this came to an end as the fantasy world constantly collapsed.
As Long said:
They destroyed the only channel connecting the fantasy world to reality.
The screen went dark, and when it reappeared, it seemed as if some time had passed.
Leon Lake was holding SCP-1762-1 in his arms, standing in the middle of a lecture hall, as if he was giving a report.
Most of the people sitting on the stage were doctors, and there were a few old acquaintances among them.
Dr. Kondraki, Dr. Clef…
"This is the last document obtained from SCP-1762-1." Leon Lake put down the box and took out a document.
The document was written in ink on a papyrus scroll and was accompanied by a drawing of a mountainous area filled with trees and waterfalls.
A winged dragon can be seen in the background, appearing to be about to fly away.
In the lower right corner of the paper, there is a message:
[The master said we will not see you again. We are sad, and so are others.]
[We were once full of dreams and ideals. Unfortunately, we can no longer share them.]
[The master said we must leave. He said he would create a new fantasy world, and he said you can't become part of the new fantasy world.]
[We are sad. We love you, and we will never forget you.]
[We are very scared, will you forget us?]
Leon Lake read the content above, his expression was calm, but his trembling eyes revealed that he was not at peace in his heart.
"And then?"
On the stage, Dr. Clef asked.
"Following the removal of 1762-18, salt water began to leak out of SCP-1762-1, and the original burn marks began to disappear."
Leon Lake's tone slowed down: "Three minutes later, SCP-1762-1 was restored to its original state. The words 'The Dragon is Here' changed to 'The Dragon Was Here.'"
Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room fell completely silent.
They seemed to see a magnificent world collapsing in silence, and the imaginative creation left a final blessing to another world after making an agreement.
Will you forget us?
Won't.
"So, SCP-1762 is a creation of a Level 4 reality bender that distorts reality, and this creation has been neutralized after the reality bender died, correct?"
Hearing the doctor's voice, Leon Lake paused, took a deep breath, and smiled faintly:
"It's more like a story about a lonely kid in an empty attic imagining that he has a friend who doesn't exist [and] goes through ten fantastic adventures that will never exist."
The doctors on the stage looked at each other and nodded.
"Request for Neutralization of SCP-1762 Approved!"
Leon Lake nodded, and then gently took out the red origami dragon.
The scar on its wing was pasted with a new piece of tape, but it still had no life.
Lying quietly in Leon Lake's hands.
Under the curious gazes of the doctors, Leon Lake said calmly:
"I request to keep SCP-1762-2 as a keepsake."
"...BS!"