In ancient times, our ancestors revered nature, called it "gods", and asked for forgiveness with tribute.

Now, we understand that no one will protect us but ourselves.

We contain, we control, we protect.

- SCP Foundation.

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Who am I, where am I from, and where am I going?

Why do you want to do so much, what does it matter where you come from or where you are going, you are just Song Le.

Song Le?

Well, Song Le, a cannon fodder with a name and without a name, or something. Just like you are now, the cannon fodder little fat man in the opening scene of the plane of "Infinite Terror" will be killed soon, so there is no need to bother with choosing a name.

But I don't want to be killed, and neither it nor they want me to be killed so soon!

Ho, ho......

A lot of confused, incomprehensible thoughts swirled in Song Le's brainless brain, and strange, inexplicable laughter sounded from his tongueless mouth.

Well, maybe it's not laughter.

"This time it's the first part of Resident Evil, rookies, your luck is really good, the first time you came in, you encountered such a relaxing horror movie, even if you die, it will be easy."

A voice sounded beside him, Song Le licked his lips with his non-existent tongue, widened his eyes without pupils, turned his ears without eardrums, and looked around for a place to make a sound.

He couldn't see anything clearly, and the scene around him seemed to be a world away from him.

As for the voice that spoke, I don't know why, it felt a little familiar to Song Le, and he felt as if he had heard it somewhere.

But no, I can't even remember where I'm from, how could I know where I heard it.

Where am I from?

As I thought involuntarily, scenes flashed rapidly in front of Hitomi's eyes, and countless voices continued to echo in my ears without eardrums.

There seemed to be a lot of people performing and talking to him, and it seemed that nothing had happened;

It seems to recall a lot of things, and it seems that nothing comes to mind.

"How do you know that those who died have not returned to their bodies, or maybe they chose to die on their own?"

Song Le swore that this sentence was not what he said, but it was indeed the voice that came out of his mouth.

It's weird, like he's merging with someone from another world.

Well, the world has long been in a weird mess, and there will be nothing to be surprised about.

No, I'm not supposed to be able to speak......

The next moment, the chaotic thoughts stopped, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't make any more sound, because there was a cold object in his mouth.

Ears without eardrums, heard a crazy shout around him.

"Do you want to try to die? Can you imagine the infinite horrors...... Do you want to see your flesh being slowly crushed by a pair of scissors, little by little? You shit, do you want to die? ”

Song Le didn't care about this, and he began to think about another very serious philosophical question—where am I going?

But soon, the question didn't seem to need to be thought about, or he couldn't think about it at all.

Because he just remembered that he didn't have a brain in his head at all, there were only two words in it - food.

Grunt, snort......

The liquid, which I don't know where it came from, passed through the throat without esophagus and fell into the stomach without a stomach, making a sound similar to the sound of water droplets being burned by a charcoal fire.

Empty, there is empty!

The facial features are empty, the skull is empty, the belly is empty, even the chest cavity is empty, all the places are empty!

They need to be filled, now, immediately, right away!

If you can't do it, terrible things are likely to happen.

What is the terrible thing?

Song Le didn't expect it, he just suddenly felt a panic.

But when he thought about it again, he felt that something was wrong, he didn't even have a heart, how could he be flustered.

It's still not right, he doesn't even have a brain, how can he "think"?

In a daze, he was pulled away, the cold object in his mouth disappeared, and a sound came intermittently from the eardrum-free eardrum.

“…… If I were you, I would kill myself right away. ”

"Then we can't ...... it"

“…… There's no going back. ”

……

“…… This horror film is about to officially begin. ”

……

Food, that's right!

Without Hitomi's eyes suddenly lit up, Song Le remembered what he was panicking about just now, he needed food!

Yes, it's food, the kind of food that fills all the "empty", the food that satisfies "it and them".

The scene around him began to become clearer in his pupilless eyes, and he could see some people pointing at him, but they couldn't see their faces clearly.

Slowly, the scene became clearer, and the man who spoke could already be seen with a full head of black hair.

If you look closely, there is a black box next to those black hairs, and there are some red letters in it.

"Zhang Jie, the reincarnation. Race, Terran. Belonging to the plane, infinite horror, supporting role. ”

It turns out that his name is Zhang Jie, and he looks ...... It's delicious.

Turning strange thoughts, Song Le slowly focused all his attention on Zhang Jie in front of him.

Suddenly, a burst of red light representing danger suddenly began to flicker wildly behind Zhang Jie, and at the same time, a seemingly familiar sound screamed in Song Le's eardrum-free ears.

"Inedible!"

"Inedible ......"

"Don't ......"

"No ......"

Why?! He is food, why is it inedible!

Song Le wanted to ask, but he didn't have a tongue and couldn't ask.

After a moment, he gave up on the issue and began to turn his attention to other places, where there was more food.

"Zhan Lan, reincarnation. Race, Terran. Belonging to the plane, infinite horror, supporting role. ”

"Li Xiaoyi, the reincarnation. Race, Terran. Belonging to the plane, infinite terror, cannon fodder. ”

……

Well, there was a red glow and a scream behind these figures, and it seemed that something was warning him not to eat the food.

Why?

Because they are reincarnated, or because they are Terrans?

Forget it, no matter how much, they don't seem to be palatable anyway, and they don't seem to be able to satisfy the food requirements of those things in their bodies.

Replace the next one.

"Zheng Zha, the reincarnation. Race, Terran. Belonging to the plane, infinite horror, protagonist. ”

This, this is it......

Eat, be sure to eat......

Song Le's nose without a bridge of the nose moved rapidly, and his soft nose flew up and down like a butterfly, and more liquid fell into the empty belly, and then turned into green smoke and sprayed out from under the butterfly's belly.

"Warning, not edible!"

"Warning ,......"

No, it must be eaten!

There was a scorching breath inside his body, something urging him to eat the delicious food.

He, it, and them, need that food!

Song Le ignored the warnings and stubbornly walked towards the food that seemed to be delicious.