Per Foundation documentation:
Direct contact with SCP-035 = Instant mental enslavement.
Luo Shu had proven this earlier—on SCP-096 ("The Shy Guy").
Flawless results.
Now, with "Anomalous Nemesis" weakening SCP-035's influence by 10%, a mad idea took root:
Enslave the enslaver.
Use SCP-035's own power against it.
But risks loomed:
Would it work?
What if SCP-035 counter-enslaved him?
Luo Shu's thoughts churned chaotically—a side effect of the mask's psychic static.
He retreated beyond the 2-meter radius, recalibrating.
Yet the temptation grew irresistible.
Unlimited Mental Enslavement?
No more scheming to breach SCP-035's ultra-secure unit.
No collateral damage.
Just… dominance.
When the technicians left, Luo Shu opened the glass case.
SCP-035's grin widened. "Yes! Touch me! Wear me! No regrets!"
"Shut up," Luo Shu snapped. "One more word, I walk."
Silence.
SCP-035 recognized that voice.
The one who'd outwitted it during the earthquake breach.
Rage simmered—but so did opportunity.
Let him touch me. Then… I own him.
Luo Shu smirked. "Cat got your tongue? Come on, talk."
The mask quivered, its expression shifting to miserable weeping.
I'll endure. For victory.
Luo Shu pressed his palm against its cold, ceramic surface—
—and unleashed:
Mental Enslavement.
SCP-035 retaliated.
Two identical abilities clashed directly.
SCP-035's mastery was deeper.
Its consciousness flooded Luo Shu's mind, a foreign will carving a foothold.
The truth of enslavement:
Override the target's brainwaves. Erase their ego. Puppeteer their corpse.
Luo Shu's sense of self frayed at the edges.
He was losing.