《(Dropped)The God Of Apocalypse》Chapter 11 S.C.P.
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Standing infront of the portal I unclenched my fists. Right let's enter.
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France, Southern France, Town Montauban.
A crack could be seen in reality. Something or someone was trying to enter the world. And the world was fighting back. A colossal energy spike spread in all directions as the world finally lost the fight over reality. Those entites on higher existences felt it as a omen of what was to come. Those that were weak felt a sense of dread washing over them. Those that knew the laws of reality, Space, and Time. They were the only ones that truly understood what a danger whatever entity this was posed. The reason being simple. Fate has been changed and someone took control of Reality, Space, and finally Time. They had no control anymore. Seeing only jumble of images in the vast abyss that is time. It was unintelligible and that was horrifying. The energy wave disappeared as quickly as it came. Those who didn't understand it wrote it off as simply nothing of concern. Those who did however...
Ouch! That hurt! It was like trying to divine someones location only to find out that they had counter spells activated and because of that you suffered backlash.
I looked at the trees that surrounded me. Everything was eerily calm when suddenly everything slowed down to a crawl. It was not made by anyone else. It was me who did it. Yet in a way it wasn't me. I didn't see trees when I looked but the elements and the structure of them. I could see them wither either by the natural forces or... By me. It was rotten and I stood by the tree with a hand on it. I instinctively knew that it was the future that I was meant to create. Yet my mind refused. It refused the destruction of the world. Why had I even wanted to destroy this place and to bring the apocalypse where it rightfully should be? It felt like something had already judged the world for what it was and deemed it guilty. I knew that the world had tried to stop me since it knew that would be my conclusion. However I also felt the worlds suprise that it was still alive. My subconscious and body knew why, yet my mind refused to do what it wanted. To eliminate the stain upon the cosmos.
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I screamed NO! Inwardly and told it and subsequently me as well. I said that I had no control over my actions so I will not let ME have control. I have control not ME. My body, my instincts screamed for the twilight this world so rightly deserved and I agreed. But I refused as well. Willing to give this world a chance. I pleaded to ME, that let me observe to understand and see if they can change. If they could not then I will allow ME to do as I want. I grabbed my subconscious and threw it in the deep reaches of my mind. Not allowing it to escape until I wished for MY escape.
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A gasping breath and I realised that I had fallen to my knees. I managed to end it for now. I didn't know what it meant but it seemed like whatever I had just experinced was something big. And I took those memories away from myself to not be biased towards the "existence?"
Existence of what exactly? I couldn't remember and I could hear myself saying that it was not time yet for me to see. Not until I was done. Done with what? I don't understand at all! It assured me that everything will be okay in the end. That I still had my free will. That I still could do whatever I want.
I felt my divine spells going crazy. It felt like it was millions and all at the same time trying to see me. Yet everytime no matter the entity I fought it back.
I allowed myself a sigh of relief. I still remember everything aside from when I entered this world. I still had an uneasy feeling when I thought about it. Everytime I tried to pry it told me it was fruitless till I wanted it to work. And I did! But all it did was shake it head at me when I told it so.
This didn't happen when I entered the first world. Where everyone else resided. Why was this different? It felt like I could know why if I reached far enough into my mind. However the thing told me once again that it was not allowed yet. I asked it when. It responded with when it is done.
Perplexed my mind and body finally returned to reality. I felt my mind dragging away any thoughts about the entering of this world. It told me just to live how I always lived. I nodded as I knew I had made a promise. To who? The only answer I could come up with was myself. But that's just ridiculous, this is no new year's eve resolutions.
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And whatever had happend in the last couple of hours was gone. Didn't remember a thing. Newly created memories instead came to the surface of my mind and I accepted them like they would be something natural. Nothing went wrong when I entered the portal. I had just been there for several hours but it felt like the right choice. Like something that obviously was right and I couldn't find wrong in it.
I was still looking down on the ground while on my knees. Something which felt like a totally natural occurrence after entering a portal. This time however I heard voices around me.
I looked up to see armed men with guns pointed at me while saying something in their radios. I barely registered anything however something that they said slipped into my mind.
The word being, S C P.
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A certain researchers dream.
I just woke up but I realised that I was still in my dreams after a couple of seconds. This was strange... Looking around I saw a man with a cold war era business suit looking at me. His face had a lot of emotions flickering in and out. Like he couldn't really decide his opinion on whatever matter he was thinking about. I finally remembered the file I read a couple of days ago! Isn't this SCP-990!? I was supposed to talk to him wasn't I? Determination shone through my eyes and I spoke.
"Hello... Richard was it?"
After I asked him the question his equally determined eyes met mine.
"Let's go back to Tony." He said in a very serious voice.
"Right Tony. Could I ask you a couple of questions?"
"While that would be fun gal. I don't really have much time." he told me
"Oh. Gonna tell us the future again?"
"Haha! Nope! Well I'd love too however I can't do it anymore. It's all just a jumble. And I'm about to tell you why missy. You see something came in to your world. Now that's not big thing in of itself but the problem was it pierced all worlds connected to this one. Not just our world. It broke through every defense of every entity that had decided to protect their world and the natural defence of any world. Now that's a feat! A problematic feat for us but a feat nonetheless. I'm pretty sure you guys understand how many worlds that actually exist that are connected to this world. It can't be counted on a number. So that entity broke through them all. Tough luck! And the entity somehow took control of time and space. Which is very bad. However I can't really help you much more on this matter sadly but I could tell you where he is right now. He is located in France, Southern France, Town Montauban."
"Now missy it's time for you to wake up! Hurry or there just might not be a world here anymore!" He said while chuckling
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I woke up gasping and several researchers were standing by my bed. I noticed that I was in the infirmary. Quickly I told them my story while sweating copiously. With each word spoken dread visibly increased on their faces.
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Document - Incident Report
Incident - ███
Codename - The World Destroyer The Bringer Of Apocalypse
Date - ███ Time - ███
Location: Sites [DATA EXPUNGED]
Cause Of Incident - SCP ███
Addendum-1-A-██
After SCP ██ entered our world several sentient SCPS went into a distressed state for a short period of time. Several sentient SCPS however continued to be panicked and breached contaiment. This resulted in major casualties. The exact number being [REDACTED] Interview with SCP ██ will be issued as fast as possible.
SCPS that breached containment - [REDACTED] SCP-106 SCP-682 SCP-2006 SCP-035 SCP-343 [REDACTED] SCP-076 [REDACTED] SCP-3740 SCP-029 [REDACTED]
Site Director of USALBC-Site-88 Note - "Why did SCP 343 leave containment? Also all other SCPS that breached containment are classed as KETER. Coincidence? SCP-3740 escaped for the first time too."
O5 Council Note - SCPS are not to be in the vicinity of SCP ██ if possible.
Note added after Incident - PD049
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