Both the SCP Foundation and the Occult Coalition are organizations that protect humanity, and it is difficult to simply assess who is right and who is wrong, and both have resolved many anomalous incidents, and both have caused bad consequences due to their own actions.

For example, SCP-002 (Living Chamber), a ball of flesh from outside the Earth, resembles a pitcher plant and has the power to trick people around it into digesting and absorbing, and the flesh of the deceased will eventually be crafted into furniture. Originally, the best way to deal with it was to destroy it directly, but the SCP Foundation's experiments allowed it to kill several more people, taking it one step further.

For example, SCP-1609 (Mystery Chair), a chair that randomly appears behind a person who has been standing for a long time to provide a resting place, is anomalous but harmless. However, the Occult Coalition found a shredder and shredded it, causing it to turn into a pile of powder that would randomly teleport to a person's lungs, causing fatal damage.

Similarly, Dr. Alto Clive, who switched to the SCP Foundation and retained the ruthless style of his tenure in the Occult Coalition, cannot simply be regarded as a villain.

- Of course, that's from the standpoint of a human being, and if it's from the standpoint of an anomalous individual, it's another conclusion.

"I don't understand, why do you keep targeting me? Isn't there anything else in the facility that is more worthy of your research? Since that exchange of words, Dr. Clive has applied to become Lyle's Immediate Researcher, and Lyle has been frustrated by his average of once every three months.

Once every three months is not a lot, the chaos in this world is beyond imagination, the work of the high-level personnel of the SCP Foundation is extremely busy, and Dr. Clive does not have much free time even if he wants to find an excuse to terminate Lyle.

"Reason?" Dr. Clive, who was pacing around the room with a shotgun on his back, pointed his fingers and said, "At the age of four, he has a maturity far beyond his peers, and he completed a college mechanical major at the age of seven. ”

Lyle is not commenting on this, as none of the four anomalies combined are less than one-tenth of SCP-682's (the Immortal Lizard) in terms of research value.

"The most important thing," said Dr. Clive, who had just paced behind Lyle, paused, and said in a strange manner, "intelligent reality benders are difficult for others to detect even if they lie about their abilities. ”

Dr. Clive is a reality bender himself, and no one in the Foundation has a greater say in this matter.

“…… Personally, it doesn't matter at all whether you lie or not. Lyle knew that there was no point in arguing, and he didn't look back, "The point is that I have no ill will towards humans, Dr. Clive, your existence is the reason why my parents sent me here, and I have nothing but understanding for them." If I study hard and become a member of the research team, I will be free, and I will not hold a grudge against the people of the Foundation. ”

However, the family relationship has long since cooled, and now even if the Starks suddenly appear, he can't get excited.

"Huh~ I can take this reply as evidence that you admit that you have the ability to conceal it, and now you have a grudge against the Foundation?" Dr. Clive reached for the shotgun behind his back.

"There is no excuse for the sin you want to add." Lyle, who still hadn't looked back, sighed lightly and asked, "Dr. Clive, please answer my question - in your opinion, do Foundation C-level and above personnel generally see me as a human or SCP-4679?" ”

Dr. Clive was stunned for a moment, and rarely did not lie: "It's a pity that the world is not so beautiful. ”

"Really...... Well, it's time for me to think of myself as SCP-4679. When Lyle closed his eyes and reopened them, something had changed.

“……！” Dr. Clive stiffened, and instead of holding the butt of his gun, his palm slowly lowered.

Lyle turned around, smiled as hollowly as a face at Clive behind him, and asked, "So, even if I study hard, I won't regain my freedom?" ”

Dr. Clive, who reacted, replied with a dry smile, "Ah...... It's up to the O5 Council to decide, and if you really have the ability, you should be free, after all, I'm the best case. ”

"I see." Lyle picked up the pen and officially answered the question paper.

Dr. Clive, on the other hand, did not walk around while Lyle answered the question today, but left the containment unit early.

In the face of anomalous individuals or anomalous phenomena that cannot be dealt with, his usual way of dealing with them is to 'escape', which is the biggest reliance on his survival so far.

》》》》》》

On the night of the decision to make [Young Master Ben is no longer a human being], Lyle made a move that he hadn't tried in four years - to get out of the shadows.

Of course, he didn't show up in front of the cameras, the SCP Foundation was keeping a close eye on the cameras 24 hours a day, and he went straight to his destination.

SCP-096 (shy people), long-armed humanoids with no pigment or body hair, are usually mild-mannered, but when seen in any way, they will immediately fall into a state of emotional trance, even if they are halfway around the world. Known to have a top speed of 500 km/h, the force can easily break through a containment unit made of steel.

The reason why I came to SCP-096's containment unit was not because it didn't have a camera, and that kind of thing could be dealt with with optical camouflage magic, but because of its characteristics-

"Whew~Sure enough~" Lyle clapped his hands, and in front of him was SCP-096, which had been dismembered into five pieces and embedded in the wall.

Obviously, SCP-096 has a copper skin and iron that is strong enough to carry a gun, and it is only a little more durable to Lyle than it is in front of Lyle, and given what happens during the day, it means that the decompression effect is good.

"Here, laugh~" Lyle pulls out a Polaroid camera that has been reproduced with idealistic magic, and takes a clear frontal photo of SCP-096.

"If that three-eyed bastard doesn't know what to do, I'll show him this thing, and I'll leave it to you then." Lyle uses healing and healing spells to erase the traces of his own invasion and re-emerge into the shadows.

SCP-096 falls off the wall that has been restored, its body reassembles like a puzzle, and the wounds on its body heal quickly, if it were not for the flesh left on the ground, it is believed to be a hallucination.

"-That's right," Lyle, who had already left, suddenly poked his head out again, and said seriously at SCP-096, who was stunned in place, "You look super ugly." ”

SCP-096 then howls loudly for several hours, unsure of whether it was because of the emotional breakdown of the evaluation or because it was beaten up for no apparent reason.

Incidentally, no one knew about this risky operation, and Dr. Clive didn't see the photo because he was in time to avoid the murder, but there was a convenient murder warrant in Lyle's treasury.