"God" showed extraordinary patience. More than ten minutes had passed, yet he showed no intention of recalling SCP-165 (Hungry Sand) or SCP-940 (Puppet Spiders).
Luo Shu guessed the old bastard knew he was still alive.
Passive waiting was no longer an option—he had to act.
Dealing with Hungry Sand and Puppet Spiders wasn't actually difficult. Fire would do the trick.
Neither of these Keter-class anomalies were truly immortal—they just reproduced extremely quickly. Eliminating them wasn't hard:
High temperatures could crystallize Hungry Sand's dunes, effectively burying SCP-165's colony alive.
When MTF Epsilon-9 ("Fire Eaters") contained SCP-165, they succeeded using nothing but flamethrowers.
Puppet Spiders, likewise, could be burned to death.
The only problem? Luo Shu didn't smoke—he never carried a lighter.
And the Anomaly Compendium didn't have any fire-based anomalies either…
He needed another solution.
Flipping through the Compendium, Luo Shu reviewed his available abilities:
Page 3 (SCP-3329 - Rainbow Lollipop): Persuasion was one of his most-used skills, but mites and spiders probably didn't understand human speech.
Pass!
Page 5 (SCP-131 - Eye Pods): Vertical climbing was a great escape skill, but the ceiling was already covered in Puppet Spiders.
Pass!
Page 9 (SCP-668 - 13-Inch Chef's Knife): The Indifference Field could let him cut through anything, but against this many enemies?
No way he could kill them all.
Page 10 (SCP-387 - Living Lego): Proliferation?
If he used this, would SCP-165 and SCP-940 overrun Area-14's underground space?
Wrong page!
Page 14 (SCP-101 - The Hungry Bag): A one-way dimensional rift.
A pocket-sized black hole appeared in front of him, its destination unknown.
Problem? Touching it would send him through first.
Tossing the anomalies in? Who suggested that? Try it yourself!
With no tools, grabbing these Keter-class creatures bare-handed was suicide.
Canceled.
The next few abilities were equally useless:
Page 15 (Mental Domination): Couldn't control such a large swarm.
Page 21 (Martyr's Light): Great AoE, but only worked on sapient beings.
Trying to convert bugs? Dream on.
Page 22 (SCP-241 - Allergy Cookbook): Food allergens.
If there were other "food" here, maybe. But the only "food" present was Luo Shu himself.
Mutual destruction at best.
Page 23 (SCP-109 - Infinite Canteen): "Water from the stars."
These things are weak to fire—why would I use water?
In seconds, all Site-19 abilities were ruled out.
Luo Shu flipped to the Site-17 section of the Compendium.
"Finally found you… After all this waiting…"
(Author's Note: Luo Shu was humming happily, but not using SCP-327's (Mermaid's Song) ability. His tone-deaf singing could be a lethal AoE, but these bugs had no ears.)
The moment he activated a new ability, the two Keter-class anomalies erupted into frenzy.
They began attacking—not just each other, but their own kind!
Every living thing in the room (except Luo Shu, still unobservable) became a target for indiscriminate slaughter.
That's right—Luo Shu had opened Page 34: SCP-053 (Young Girl).
"Bratty Aura"—a god-tier trolling skill!
Under its effects:
All beings become paranoid and homicidal.
Victims slaughter everything in sight, then turn on the aura's user.
Unlike the real SCP-053 (who had "God's" protection, causing attackers to drop dead), Luo Shu's workaround was anti-meme state—making him immune to targeting.
Instantly, SCP-165 and SCP-940 went berserk, tearing into each other in a vicious battle.
The room filled again with skittering, crunching sounds.
Now Luo Shu understood why "God" hadn't withdrawn the anomalies earlier—the silence had been suspicious.
The old man wasn't stupid.
In moments, the floor was carpeted with bug corpses.
As long as the Bratty Aura persisted, the anomaly frenzy wouldn't stop!
Outside, the sand dune visibly shrank as reinforcements poured in, only to kill each other. Luo Shu sat calmly on the bed, watching the carnage while using Long-Range Tracking to monitor "God."
Finally, "God" moved.
He noticed something was wrong.
Approaching the window, he peered inside—and frowned.
With the sand receding, Luo Shu could now see him clearly.
He stood, put on his shoes, and walked toward "God."
Though "God" stared in his direction, his gaze didn't focus on Luo Shu—even he couldn't resist anti-meme effects.
By now, the fighting had cleared a corpse-strewn path. Every step crunched underfoot—sand and chitin.
Luo Shu planned to drag "God" into the Bratty Aura's range.
Best-case scenario? The old man joins the Keter-on-Keter bloodbath.
But reality wasn't so kind.
At a certain distance, "God" finally sensed it.
"This is SCP-053's ability?!"