Those giant eyes radiated a powerful, almost irresistible magical force. Once you locked eyes with them, it was impossible to look away.
Inside those eyes was the vast expanse of the cosmos itself—seemingly representing endless wisdom and knowledge.
But for an ordinary person, even the briefest glance into those eyes would lead to an unbearable level of ntal and physical damage.
"Oh ho, I see... So, anyone who summons you will end up dead because they can't withstand your power or the 'gifts' you offer. And yet, this crucial detail wasn't written in the Necronomicon. That's pretty underhanded."
Yoma stared directly into those blood-red eyes, openly mocking the being behind them.
"To be honest, this is impressive. My body's barely holding up. I might as well reveal my true form to have a proper conversation."
As Yoma spoke, his soul drifted out from his body, and behind him, a massive clock appeared, giving him the appearance of wearing so kind of armor.
"This should make it easier to communicate, right? Co on out already, Nyarlathotep."
Yoma smirked, gazing up at the mass of energy in the sky.
The mont Yoma finished speaking, the swirling energy above compressed into a single form.
A colossal figure materialized in front of him.
It resembled a humanoid but had nurous massive tentacles sprouting from its head and body. Several arms jutted out at strange angles.
"Huh? So that's what you look like? What an ugly ss."
Yoma's tone dripped with disappointnt as he looked Nyarlathotep up and down.
The mont the words left his mouth, a burst of garbled, unintelligible noise erupted in his ears, like static from a radio—piercing and disorienting, causing intense pain in his head.
"Okay, okay! I get it! My bad! Let's get back to the topic at hand!"
Yoma hastily raised both hands in a gesture of surrender, apologizing.
"Another... universe... no... multiverse... ancient... god..."
The static-laden noise gradually morphed into a language humans could understand, though the voice seed laced with shock and disbelief.
"Oh? So you can speak human language. Great! This will make our conversation much easier."
Yoma nodded in satisfaction.
"I bet you're wondering why a being like —on the sa level as you—would summon you here, right? Let ask you this: Don't you find it boring to keep using humans, or other lesser beings, as re pawns on your stage?"
He started laying out his intentions.
"Have you ever considered using gods as your puppets? Putting on a grand show on a stage you create, using them as the actors?"
As Yoma spoke, his eyes darkened, losing all whites and turning pitch black—making him look like a true demon.
"...Go on."
Nyarlathotep seed intrigued by Yoma's proposal and prompted him to continue.
"Heh, it's simple. I'll keep summoning the gods of your universe into mine—let them wreak havoc in my world. But I need you to help first: I need a stronger body. This one's too weak."
Yoma stated his request.
Nyarlathotep, hearing this, nodded without hesitation. Countless tentacles extended toward Yoma's body.
. . .
anwhile, as Yoma was engaging with the Great Old One, the broadcast continued playing on the screen.
["Now broadcasting the next SCP—Bagci."]
As the screen displayed this, a teddy bear appeared.
Chopper: This SCP is just a teddy bear? It doesn't look like a big deal…
Usopp: Chopper, don't be fooled by appearances! There's definitely sothing wrong with it!
Mordo: That's right. It might even be a terrifying demon sealed inside!
Thanatos: More importantly, I'm worried about what that Yoma guy is doing. Why is he ignoring us?
Hypnos: Yeah, it's strange. I have a bad feeling about him holding a book about evil gods from another universe… It's going to cause trouble.
Manigold: Haha! Looks like you guys also have troublemakers you can't handle. So even gods have headaches, huh?
Cardia: Exactly. So the Specters aren't all that special, huh?
Thanatos: Damn mortals! Shut your mouths!
Sage: Still, it is concerning. If this really involves summoning evil gods from another world, it'll be a disaster if they get here.
Manigold: No way. Who'd be dumb enough to summon so random evil god?
Orochimaru: Hehe, I know soone who worships evil gods, actually.
Diana: If soone gets tempted by the promise of power, they might just go for it.
Ancient One: Indeed. If that book is full of promises about the benefits of summoning evil gods, I can see soone getting seduced by it.
Regulus: So, what happens if Yoma actually summons an evil god? Will it end up fighting Hades?
Cardia: That'd be perfect! Let them tear each other apart while we sit back and reap the rewards!
Radamanthys: Silence! That won't happen!
Pandora: Looks like we need to find Yoma fast.
Hypnos: Thanatos and I will go. That guy's not acting normal.
While they discussed Yoma's situation, the screen shifted to showcase more about Bagci.
[According to the records, Bagci is a chubby Russian man in his twenties. Though an adult, he has the intelligence of a six-year-old, a person who's always full of childlike wonder and joy.]
[At first glance, he seems harmless and unlikely to be an SCP. But this information is deliberately misleading—to prevent others from realizing what Bagci really is.]
[The true Bagci is this unassuming teddy bear.]
[Don't let its appearance fool you—it might seem like an ordinary stuffed bear with no special abilities, but when it's placed in a hostile environnt, its true power is revealed!]
As the narration continued, the screen switched to a war-torn city engulfed in flas, with craters, spent shells, and corpses littering the streets.
It was a truly horrifying sight.
Amidst the chaos, the cara focused on the teddy bear. Around it, soldiers fired at each other from behind cover, bullets whizzing through the air.
Oddly enough, even though the bear was in the middle of the warzone, it was completely unhard. Its black eyes gradually turned red.
The bear's body began to grow, slowly transforming into an actual bear.
Finally, it stood at a towering five to six ters tall—a massive brown bear—emitting a terrifying roar!
The sudden appearance of such a giant bear left both sides of the battle frozen in shock, their gunfire ceasing as they stared.
(End of Chapter)
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