Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"I never break my promises."

The black-haired youth walked over to the blonde loli and squatted down.

"We agreed, you don't cause trouble, and I will give you a comfortable, human-free environment. I am relieved that you did not continue to escape the containment facility after breaking free from the "collar". It seems that we have reached a preliminary consensus.I think it won't be long before we can become "friends"..."

The blonde loli snorted softly.

"From one iron box to another, it's not bad except that there are no humans. There is no difference. Don't say it as if you gave me a great favor."

"I like your straightforwardness, little lizard."

Taking the blond Loli to the room on the negative floor, I don't know if it was Rope's illusion. After seeing the completely different luxury environment, 682's expression changed a bit.

Just for a moment.

She patted the big bed covered with soft quilts.

"With such an arrangement, do you want me to keep this look forever?"

"What's wrong?" Rope asked back.

"Your original body shape can't be used in this room, and this body should consume less energy than your large lizard shape..."

"Stop pretending. You can feel the sex pheromones that I exude, and I can feel yours too. It's just your pure liking to keep me in this shape."

"...I'm going to take back the words I liked your straightforwardness."

The room fell silent, and the blond Lolita didn't use the soft bed, so she sat on the carpet with her eyes closed, her tail flat on the side.

After a long while, 682 opened his blue eyes again.

"I've walked into the cage, what's the point of you staying here?"

"Maybe we can talk?"

Roper pulled over a chair and sat across from 682.

The blonde loli sneered.

"I don't think there's anything to talk about with you. If you can't control your desire to reproduce and continue to break my teeth and break my limbs, that's fine. In my current form, it will be very bad in a short period of time." cooperate" you. "

"Do you have to wear those spikes?"

"Heh. Your gentleness now is just based on my appearance. If I appeared in my original appearance, you wouldn't say such a thing."

The blonde loli closed her eyes.

"Your actions, your words, as if a human was sitting in front of me after I closed my eyes... make me sick."

SCP-682 hates humans the most, humans are the second, and humans are the third.As if it was born to kill the human species.

"You're right, but I don't think there's anything worth saying about it, the pursuit of "beauty" is the nature of living things, and I'm no exception. "

Like a Doraemon, Rope took out a lollipop from his jacket pocket and threw it in 682's arms.

"Eat it, it's the last one."

The blonde loli picked it up speechlessly, not even interested in tearing the paper coat on the lollipop, she threw it all into her mouth and chewed it.

"Would you like to talk about why you hate humans?" Rope asked.

"Do you need a reason to hate something?"

"unnecessary."

"Me too. I hate them, and I will kill them until the last human on this planet goes extinct, or I am researched by humans to kill them."

After speaking, the blonde Loli's expression became very irritable, and her tail kept wagging.

Rope couldn't understand this obsession.

Then again, it is naturally an "abnormal creature", no matter how strange it is, it is a matter of course.And with all the monsters in the multiverse, SCP-682's desire to exterminate humans is only paediatric.

In the classics, there was a mystic who sacrificed the entire world to the evil god—the process was much more painful and terrifying than the straightforward killing of 682.

"What if you kill humans? What are you going to do without a target?" Rope asked again.

"have not thought."

"Don't you feel lonely?"

"will not."

"Hey! Weren't you quite talkative just now? Are you going to die if you speak too much human language?"

"will not."

The conversation froze.

Like accidentally stepping on her minefield, 682 just had a little chatter, and immediately killed the chat.

But Ropey was more interested in the 682.

Unlike Tomie Kawakami, who loves vanity, and Anshiju, who is a compatriot, SCP-682 is more pure.He seemed to be talking to a standard but rational Cthulhu monster, with an inexplicable intimacy, and it was definitely not brought about by sex pheromones and soul resonance.

After that, the blonde loli after chewing the candy ignored him no matter how much the black-haired youth brought up the topic.She even lay on the ground, looking like she was about to fall into a deep sleep state.

Rope shook his head and gave up his plan to continue chatting with 682.