Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Containment-3999, which was once inseparable from Taroran, also appears to have become an independent entity at this time, and has been declared war by Talloran.

It all seemed to be a logical one, and the story finally came to an end.

It's just that, as stated in the archives, Tarolan prevented 3999 ...... at the cost of his own life Which part of the story is it?

If this is the end of the story, wouldn't it mean that Containment-3999 has successfully defeated Talloran.

After all, all that was left of Tarolan was now a puddle of slime, greedily swallowed by a pack of strange-looking wolves.

"So, is this the end?" said some players in the Foundation's big game forum.

"Probably not, Tarolan ended up with a whole corpse...... If it is excreted, it can be considered a whole corpse, maybe it will be okay?"

"Your Majesty's definition of a whole corpse is a bit too advanced. "

"There should be another paragraph about how Taroran fought Containment-3999 and how he ended it all. "

......

[Containment-3999 is posing a serious threat to reality, and is to be contained in its own vomit]

[Researcher Talloran will have to take responsibility for his own instability.] 】

[Containment-3999 is not scary]

[All researchers dislike Containment-3999 and prefer the other Containment-3999s]

......

The room was dimly lit, the curtains were closed, and only a table lamp gave a soft glow.

Stonefish sat at the table, his figure looking a little lonely in the light.

His appearance is not outstanding, and he looks a little haggard, and when he appears in the frame, everyone thinks that he is some researcher who has stayed up late to work on projects for too long.

Because he looks too ordinary and too abrupt.

But this seems to be only a façade and far from representing his essence.

Fu Xuan looked at the figure in the 13th screen and squinted his eyes.

Although the current affairs are complicated and many matters need to be decided by her, she can still do it by watching the live broadcast of the Foundation for a while.

She looked at the ordinary man and subconsciously wanted to make a fortune, but a strong sense of crisis enveloped her heart.

His person is not weaker than the Supreme Divine!

"How so?"

Fu Xuan was a little surprised.

Is there such a weak supreme divinity?

She was a little puzzled.

Among the supreme divinities that appeared before, they either had strange forms that were beyond the scope of human cognition, or they possessed great powers, and they could be felt extraordinary just by looking at them.

She patted her flat chest until the palpitations disappeared, then she looked up again and looked at the screen.

But what is the man in the picture?

He looked miserable, emaciated, and simply a sick person.

......

Notebooks and books were scattered on the table, and the stonefish seemed to look through it all, through the walls, past the windows, and into the distance.

After a moment, he slowly picked up the pen, and it seemed that every movement required great effort.

The tip of the pen touched the paper, but only for a moment, as if hesitating to write the first word next.

Eventually, he exhaled softly, and the tip of the pen began to move across the paper, sluggish and hesitant.

The room was so quiet that you could hear the tip of a pen rubbing against the paper, which stood out in the silence.

"I haven't been here for a week. 】

[So, you see, this is a story about things gradually disappearing, things that disappear in an instant, and reality that disappears gradually. 】

[At first, Talloran notices that no one around remembers certain researchers, followed by a country named Belgium and the mug he has placed on the table.] 】

[Then his toes disappear one by one, followed by Montana, and the stars begin to flicker and go out.] 】

[The windows disappear before his eyes, and the leaves dissipate from the branches.] 】

[He looks down at his hands, but finds only two fingers and a thumb.] 】

[Everything was vanishing until he used his remaining barely limb torso to write the final article in the last containment chamber in the universe typing on a disappearing keyboard.] 】

[Then his eyes, computer, and last finger vanished, leaving him with no eyes, ears, nose, mouth, limbs, and a naked shell, and then, the containment chamber vanished, and the universe was about to vanish. 】

[It was just a fortuitous accident. 】

[I'm not really sure how to articulate this concept.] 】

[So I changed my thinking.] 】

......

Seeing this, his identity is about to come out.

"Damn?!The upper-class narrator deities ???"

"Ah???h

When I realized that in the picture, this man who looked too ordinary and lived in an ancient era was actually the upper-class narrator who created the entire story world.

Everyone was shocked.

In the viewer's impression, the image of the upper narrator should be indistinguishable from the supreme divinity.

They should be shrouded in light, surrounded by incomprehensible esoteric knowledge, and themselves should be the embodiment of some kind of concept.

"Does he look a little too ordinary?"

"Actually, if you think about it, this is what the upper level narrator looks like...... The upper narrator is just one of the many beings in the narrative layer he is in. "

"I can probably understand...... 3999 is a projection of a certain quality of the upper narrator himself in the archives, and Talloran is his imaginary character, or maybe Talloran is actually a part of him, representing another quality of him. "

......

[It has been suggested that SIDS should be distorted, so I think of SIDS as an innate antimemetic defect that makes parents think that their child is always facing backwards.] 】

[And I've also combined the ideas of others about the ridiculously large prime numbers that computer programs are constantly calculating, which can make you fanatical superstitions about numerology.] 】

[The most important thing is that I made the two one, and perhaps this survivor who was born with a defect also suffered from a fetish, and Researcher Talloran was the lead researcher on the project.] 】

I can't make it work. 】

[So I had to look for an alternate solution, a memetic version of a classical music album that caused people living in central Pennsylvania to be disgusted and obsessed with everything I created for the Foundation, even deleted works or articles that were never added to the project's main list.] 】

[Researcher Talloran was the first staff member to be killed by a memetic maniac.] 】

[This is simply stupid. 】

[But I can't get Researcher Talloran out of my mind.] 】

[For weeks he just sat there, occasionally judging my manners, and I was thinking about him when I was supposed to teach the kids tap dancing during work.] 】

[During my time at school, I kept thinking about it, trying to find a suitable scene in the psychology class and stuff him in. 】

[I've been trying. 】

[Time flies, and something is about to happen. 】

Eventually, it came to me. 】

[I woke up from a light sleep and found myself unable to move, barely able to open my eyes, and on the verge of suffocation. 】

[I struggled to return to my activities to save my life, and my muscles began to twitch and tremble as I lay in bed in the agony of being spent for years. 】

[Then, Level 3 Researcher, James Martin Talloran, stood at the foot of my bed like a demon.] 】

[He looked like an indescribable black shadow, but for some reason I recognized him immediately.] 】

[He stared at me with those horrible glowing eyes, and then laughed at my current situation, and the laughter alone scared me out of bed.] 】

[Then he pulled out a large, shimmering curved dagger from his cloak, exuding a chill in the moonlight.] 】

[When I look at him, he shoves the knife into his mouth and cuts it horizontally.] (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

[Although the force he used could not have been so strong, his jaw fell to the floor, his mouth dripping with blood, and his tongue flipped and fell in vain in the blood-colored waterfall. 】

Like the whistle of a loyal dog, a sudden fear roared from every dark corner of the world, merging into the dark shadows that made up the Talloran. 】

[It was a collection of all nightmares, but it was a beautiful imagination that had immersed me in it for a year, the Throat-Cutting Lord, the unstoppable lizard, the clockwork man, the eyepea, the deer god, the teleporting statue, the good or evil old man. 】

[All feared things stand in peace.] They watched with contempt as I lay on a sheet stained with urine and feces. 】

["Why are you wasting your time with us?"]

["We are disgraced after all, how stupid these horror creations are, you could have written something great that is different from our garbage, you can get ahead!"]

[I heard them speak.] 】

[They looked at me, and one of them, a decomposing corpse, patted Tarolan on the shoulder. 】

[He approached me with a dagger stained with his own blood and leaned forward.] 】

[The scarlet eyes hit my soul directly, seeing through everything I have done and the original sin I have committed.] 】

[I whimper, then use every ounce of strength in my muscles to move my lips.] 】

"Let's do it. "】

[He plunged the dagger into my lower abdomen, tearing and stirring, and my intestines spilled like a slippery sponge onto the wooden floor.] 】

[As Researcher Talloran squints at me, fluid and blood dripping from his grotesque mouth onto my cheek, all the deformed monsters smugly watching.] 】

"I woke up, and it was just a dream. 】

This is where you will join, and I sit here to write all this. 】

[I have to, it feels good. 】

[It's been two days since that nightmare struck, and I've only just finished it.] This is the final ending. This is the resurrection of all things. 】

I don't know if I can move on from here, I don't know if I can move forward. 】

[The Eleventh Empire melted me, and I succumbed. From the moment I joined the Foundation community, I had already succumbed. 】[]

[Containment-3999 wins.] 】

[Containment-3999 has failed.] 】

【......】

【......】

[I hate myself. 】

"I love myself. 】

[Item No: Containment-3999]

[Hazard Level: Neutralized.]

[Special Containment Procedures:]

[Containment-3999 is contained in a Keter-class airtight containment chamber at Site-118.] 】

[Four armed guards have been found to have been stationed outside the containment chamber.] The interior of the containment chamber consists of a shaft 810 up to one kilometer deep, covered with acid-resistant baffles. 】

[The walls are equipped with Scranton Reality Anchors every 30 meters, and they appear to have exploded violently. 】

[There is little other information left regarding containment procedures for Containment-3999.] 】

【Project Description:】

[Apparently, Containment-3999 was once a Keter-class object, possibly an entity, and it is unclear what other anomalous properties Containment-3999 possesses.] 】

[Containment-3999 containment chamber was discovered during a routine inspection of all Keter-class containment areas at Site-118.] 】

[The Information Security Management Department (RAISA) has confirmed that there is no record of Containment-3999 in the database.] 】

[All information regarding the anomalous properties of Containment-3999 is inferred from the structure of the containment chamber and the documents recovered from its interior. 】

[The four armed guards assigned to monitor Containment-3999 have significant memory loss and are unable to determine how they came into charge of Containment-3999.]

Target. 】

[The body of Level 3 Researcher Talloran was found at the bottom of Containment-3999's containment chamber, and Researcher Talloran has been almost immediately absent since his assignment to Site-118.] 】

[A standard Foundation cell phone was found on him, containing a text suspected to be Containment-3999 containment procedures, but the text and content were full of errors and completely inconsistent with the [REDACTED] language and format used by the Foundation.] 】

[It has since been largely determined that Researcher Taroran is assigned to Containment Item-3999, which has powerful reality-altering properties. 】

[At some point, it breached containment, causing a CK-class reality restructuring crisis or ZK-class reality end apocalypse, and Researcher Talloran prevented and reversed the event at his own cost.] 】

Addendum-1: [DATA EXPUNGED]

[DATA EXPUNGED]

[I'm done.] 】

Stonefish stopped his pen and took a deep look at his work.

The paper was full of text and strikethrough, and often a sentence was written and half of it was cut out.

By the end, the paper in front of him was full of only that, and then, again, strikethrough was drawn on every line of text.

He closed his eyes softly and leaned back in his chair.

It was a narrative of struggle, pain, hope, and despair, a true portrayal of his struggle with depression.

And in this short and long creative process, he found a certain peace of mind.

"I'm done. He said.