"Not Even God Could Bring Him Back From The Darkness He Disappeared Into"

"So, I take it I'll be doing more testing today, Doctor? Sounds like fun."

"Yes. Just get in there."

3827 stepped into the light of the cell, which held the scent of burned flesh in every corner. Puddles of hydrochloric acid lined the outer areas, with the beast in the middle. SCP-682 waited for 3827 to approach, and be killed.

"Hello, 682. I'm SCP-3827, the person testing with you today. Now, there's a few questions I need to ask before w-" 682 leaps onto 3827 and tears his limbs off, starting with the arms, then finishing with the head. "What are they trying to do here? Sending me food to get me to calm down? No. Never."

"I must say, you're quite the aggressive one. They told me you would try to kill me, but it's not kind to interrupt."

SCP-3827 walked in through the entrance once more. "How are you alive?" asked 682. "It's simple really. That thing you killed was me. Well, one of my manifestations. The original is… somewhere far away. Nobody will ever find him. Not even God or the Devil could bring him back from the darkness he disappeared into. But never mind that, let's get into the que-" 682 once again snaps the limbs off and the body drops, pouring blood over the floor and mixing with the acid.

"Once again, I don't know how long you plan on keeping this up." 3827 appears yet again in the entrance, with a slightly impatient expression on his face this time. "You gain nothing from killing me, and I gain nothing from dying. I'm rather interested in your nature, therefore I came to interview another immortal being besides myself. While my bodies are not everlasting, my mind is unbreakable and eternal. Your body is unbeatable, and that has piqued my interest. So, I ask you, creature, how long will you continue to fight infinity?"

SCP-682 considered it's options. It was possible that 3827 was lying. But if he wasn't, how long would it take to kill all of his bodies? If he was truly infinite, all 682 could really do was listen to what he had to say. 3827 took it's silence as a signal to proceed, "You seem to be listening. Alright, first question: