Site Command Room
On the wall, a sign reads: Restricted – Level 4+
Multiple screens display the interrogation footage.
Rob sits casually, talking, eating, and explaining his abilities
Silence fills the room.
"...So we're dealing with another one."
A voice breaks the quiet.
"Not exactly," another responds.
A file appears on the central screen.
Provisional Designation: SCP-XXXXStatus: Uncontained
"Reality manipulation, matter creation, temporal interference… and apparent invulnerability."
A pause.
"Comparable to SCP-343?"
Another silence.
"...Superficially."
A third voice cuts in.
"343 cooperates because he chooses to. This one—"
They zoom in on Rob laughing.
"—doesn't even take us seriously."
Low murmurs.
"Can we contain it?"
"No."
"Neutralize?"
"...Not without unacceptable risk."
The word hangs in the air.
"Apollyon?"
Another pause.
"Too early."
"But justified."
A screen shifts—showing Rob walking through the facility, doors opening one after another while Bright doesnt even have time to operate his security card.
"At minimum, we are dealing with an entity that ignores containment entirely."
Silence again.
"...Then we don't contain him."
All eyes shift.
"We manage him."
—
As he enters the room, Rob notices the completly empty space
"This place is yours for the time being, if you need any—"
In the blink of an eye, the room is fully decorated: a gaming PC, aTV with every console on the market, a bed, manga and books, a minibar, the place is now the dream of any guy
"... i guess not, can you build me a nice PC another day? The one in my office is ancient"
"Sure, i guess not even the foundation is perfect"
"If you only knew... i need to submit a report of atleast 20 pages just to justify the upgrade"
"... Thats rough"
"Well then, i need to continue my research, if you need anything, just tell the guards, see you"
And hes gone
Now Rob is alone in his new room
Rob sits in front of the PC
"Lets play for a bit, i hope the new champion is out already."
On the screen a golden L can be seen
—
Dr. Jack Bright
His name is displayed on the door plate
Inside, Bright stands still, staring into nothing, seemingly lost in his toughs
'If he can give me freedom... then i really need to start thinking about how to live this last life'
'Also, im a character on another fiction story?'
He smirks
'And not only me, the entire foundation it seems'
As time passes, he heard his personal comunicator
"This is Dr Bright"
"...Yes. Yes, understood"
After turning it off, he finally relaxes. The higher-ups have decided not to act hostile toward the new anomaly. Additionally, he has been assigned as its "communicator."
In simple terms, he is now the link between the Foundation and Rob.
'At least now I have some leverage to get them to approve my death.'
Smiling, Bright thinks about a very different future, one filled with hope after retiring
—
The next day
As Bright opens the door, a screaming voice is heard
"Fuck you!"
"GG? Fuck your GG, i hope you account gets banned"
Bright enter to see the very dangerous annomaly... shouting at the screen of the PC
A giant red DEFEAT can be seen on it
"... rough game?"
"Can you believe it?! That fucking guy got his champion banned, and then? He starts trolling!"
"He says 'Guys, im trolling', and when he sees that nobody leaves the lobby, he really trolls! why cant he leave instead of wasting time?!"
"And then, when we try to surrender, i bet he was the one who voted 'No'"
"And then he has the balls to type GG at the end?! I hope his account gets banned!"
"... Right..."
"Cant you like, literally do anything? just ban his account"
Rob, after hearing this, just stares at Bright
"..."
"..."
"You are a FUCKING GENIUS!"
So, after concentrating on it, Rob just think about 'What is that guy ID'
And then, like magic, the answer appears on his head, and then? Just think about him getting banned and poof, one troll banned
"Lets see if that fucker trolls again"
"So, why are you here?"
Like nothing happened, Rob just smiles as Bright
"... Well, i just wanted to ask how are you and ask if you still want that tourist trip"
"Also, cant you read my mind to know or like, know the future?"
"Well, i guess i can, but what's the fun in that? If i know every little bit of future or read every mind, where is the thrill in life? So the moment i got this ability i told myself to not read the future unless its a very specific thing, like whats the weather or something like that. Do you know how boring Omniscience would be?"
"I think you have a point, if we humans dont research the unknow, where is the fun in life"
"Also, i bring you your SCP file"
"Ooh, let me see"
Rob takes the document that reads
SCP-XXXX (Not yet cataloged)
Class: Apollyon (Temporally)
Description:
Rob was birth on...
—
"Wow, my entire life is here, as expected of the foundation"
"Yeah, they made a very deep research. So anyways, where do you want to go first?"
Bright just nods and shrugs as he asks
"Lets see... are you afraid of dangerous SCP's"
Rob smiles at Bright, testing the courage of this man
"Thats... depends, can you protect me?"
"I can, also, if by some reason you die, i can turn back the time on your body, basically reviving you"
"Thats... reasuring, can we test that first?"
"Test? how...—Dont tell me, the famous D-class personnel?"
"I guess they also got that in your previous world but yes"
"Lets go, i also want to know the limit of my abilities, even if i know i can, that doesnt mean i have tested them"
So the pair walks to the test room for SCP's, followed by a very confused guard
'Reverting time? Resurrecting?'
—
D-Class SCP test facility
Inside a room with seethough armored glass, Bright and Rob with a couple of guards and other researchers can be seen
Just below them, a testing ground with around 10 people can be seen, all of them with orange prisoner-like clothes
"Im curious, are they really human trash?"
Rob curiosly glance below at the D-Class personnel
Bright, wihout answering hands him a document with their data
"Lets see... murder, rape... Lets see the next one... mass murder, child abuse..."
"... Tax evasion, wait that doesnt sounds so bad... cannibalistic ritual with childrens, fuck my life, thats the worse one"
Finishing, Rob returns the document
"Lets start, so, whats the test?
"Lets start with the resurrection ability"
"D-Class personnel 1, procced to the next room"
A nervous man can be seen passing the secured gate
"What... what do i need to do?"
glancing around, the man cant see the people monitoring him, as the window can only be seen from one side
Before he can think much, the door at the front opens
A familiar face appears. Its Carl
"Why him?"
"He applied for this, it seems he has a grudge against D-class personnel, so even if the resurrection works... at least he gets to vent a little"
Resuming the test, Carl glances at the D-class with scorn
Without a word—
*Bang*
The D-class drops dead, with a clean hole though his head
Carl the stays in place. waiting
"Your turn" Bright nudges at Rob
Nodding, Rob focuses on reversing the D-Class time
The Researchers in the room hold their breath
And just like a miracle, in the blink of an eye, the D-Class is completly restored
Before anyone on the monitoring room can react, the man's eyes snaps. He looks around frantically, sitting up and patting his body
"What... what happened?! What was that?!"
Pointing at the now shocked Carl
"You! You shot me without even a warning! What the fuck is wrong with you!"
No one responds
Nobody cared about the panicking D-class
"D-Class, describe exactly what you felt"
"The hell with you guys! Why do i need to—"
*Bang*
The D-class feels the wind of the bullet just centimeters from his face
Slowly turning his head, he glances at Carl, now aiming his gun at him
"Okay... okay... ill speak, no need for violence"
Sweating cold, the D-class start speaking about his... strange experience
"A moment ago i was here... and then everything went dark, i felt like everything was pointless, like i just needed to rest"
"Then, like waking up from a nightmare, i was here again"
"Noted, return to the previous room. You are forbidden to speak about this. Any breach will result in termination"
With his head lowered, the D-class personnel walks back into the waiting room
"D-class personnel 2, procced to...—"
...
After ten tests, ussing different methods of death, the result shocks the entire research team
Results: Absolute resurrection
Not even reducing then to fragments—or event dust through another SCP's proves effective in blocking the resurection
Each subject reports different experiences after death, but all share two constants:
A completely dark space…
And the sensation of letting go of everything.
"Now lets procced to the next testing stage—Defense"
...
After everything is set, we now have the familiar Carl, in front of a cowering D-class, aiming at him
"Procced"
*Rat-tat-tat*
As the sound fades, the D-class can be seen horrified on the ground, glancing at the now deformed bullets lying in front of him
"What the—"
"Next weapon"
"Wait—"
*Boom*
A grenade explodes right in front of him
"STOP!"
"Next"
RPG, anti-materiel rifle, C4
Nothing works
The D-class now looks at Carl calmly, while Carl has clearly taken in personally to damage him
"Procced with anomalous methods"
The D-class tenses. He was only recently transferred to the Foundation.
He doesnt know what "Anomaous" methods means... but it doesnt sounds good
*Slide*
The door in front of him opens, and as Carl leaves, it reveals another man in a D-class outfit
The only diference is that the man is holding a knife
"D-class 2, kill the one in front of you using that knife, if you succed, your sentence will be reduced by ten years"
D-Class 2 hears this and glares at the man in front of him.
A mass murderer, sentenced to 150 years. A "veteran" D-Class—he has already survived at least three trials, reducing his sentence to 120.
He knows that to survive here, he has to follow orders
Without a word, D-Class 2 dashes forward to attack
—
Rob, watching from above, recalls the file he just read.
SCP-668
Class: Apollyon
Description:
If subject X intends to kill a target, nothing can stop them. Guns will misfire. Explosives will fail. Any attempt to interfere is rendered ineffective. Once the target is killed, the effect ceases.
—
Rob remembers this SCP
A reality-bending type anomaly—one that enforces inevitability. Even barriers would crumble as if they had never been maintained.
What would happen if it tried to kill someone he wanted to protect?
'Interesting'
—
D-class 2 reachs his target
Just as he bring his knife down—
*Crack*
Like glass breaking, everything freezes.
Researchers, guards—even Bright—stare in horror as a fracture appears in reality itself, right in front of the blade.
At first, it's barely visible. Less than a centimeter.
Then it starts to spread.
WARNING. WARNING. REALITY BREACH — TIER 2 DETECTED.WARNING. DEPLOYING REALITY ANCHORS—
Before the warning can end, Rob casually waves his hand
The fracture repairs instantly
The two D-class Personnel are now unconscious on the ground, while the knife—SCP 668, is vibrating on the ground, as if trembling
"What the fu—"
Before Bright can finish, the door bursts open.
A full MTF squad enters, moving fast.
Devices are deployed.
The two unconscious D-Class are retrieved.
Within seconds, they're gone.
Tactical and professional, thats what they were
"...Okay."
Rob glances at the researchers.
"So… that's a pass?"
"...Yes," Bright replies slowly."That's a pass."
A pause.
"...Let's avoid testing reality-bending anomalies with you from now on. Agreed?"
Rob smirks and nods.
"Fair enough."
Without another word, he turns and walks out, the research team following behind.