Reincarnating as SCP-076 in the foundation

'I don't know where I am... looking around the only thing I could see was a bone white room stretching towards infinity. It's been approximately a month since he started roaming this place but he never found anything.'

*COUGH* "I'm here little guy."

Turning his head the first thing the man could see was a enormous blob made of light. "Honestly I didn't think God looked like jelly" As he said that the blob wiggled furiously like an angry blob?

"YOU UNCULTURED SWINE!! I AM A METAPOTENT SLIME!!" Screeched the blob in his ears, like it was any better. 'It's like telling me you're not Dwayne Johnson but The rock'

But still he prostrated in front of him like any good subject to his god would do. "Oh great being please do not take my petty ignorance for an insult as I will not do the same error again."

The blob "looked" at him weirdly. "Cut the bullshit no one is buying it. I'm not even "God" just think of me as an extremely powerful being."

"Eh so it's like that? Then could you explain to me just what the fuck happened after I died?" Remembering that he was on my death bed not even two month ago the man couldn't understand why he was there.

"Yeah so you basically died because of a disease that gives power to humanity. Except you all humans obtained cool abilities and other things." He then proceeded to make a shit-eating grin even without a face.

"Because of our choice to give the first human to be infected the worst ability you kind of died because you could multiply the diseases inside your body."

Bursting into laughters the man wiped some tears still laughing. While this happened he told the slime "You really made the best choice! I mean look at me! No friends, no family, Not even a pet! But.... what's the plan now?"

Hearing the man the grin on the blob face changed into a professional smile. "As you may have guessed there's a thing called reincarnation. Because your death was on us we decided to reincarnate you in another universe in the body of a powerful being. You just need to sign here. It's to say that we Don't have anything to do with you after you reincarnate."

Looking at the paper the blob handed him read everything there was to read before signing. There were no downside to this as for him it means if he fucked up somehow there wouldn't be a group of metapotent being trying to kill him.

"Okay so how do we proceed with the reincarnation?"

"Honestly you don't have much choice here. We plan to reincarnate you into a guy that's for sure but this is all you will know"

"Wait isn't that too vague? I mea-"

Before he could continue he was interrupted by a loud sound coming from where he was standing. Looking at it he could see a bright circle that was so complex that none of the current technologies could decifer what the things written on it meant.

But he knew. This was for sure a circle that was about to get him out of here. "Byyye~ Don't worry about dying, it will be virtually impossible for you."

After thoses words his consciousness slowly faded into nothingness as his soul was transported into the body of someone.

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"I DON'T CARE HOW YOU DO IT MAKE IT EXPLODE" Looking around our hero was taken aback by the scene in front of him. It was a sight that could make a gangster crawl back into society.

Bloodied corpse around the room, heads rolling down, organs spilled on the floor. Tattered blood on almost every walls he could see. the floor seemed to be white but with all the blood it has long been tainted in red.

"What the f-" Before he could utter even another word memories, information and other things came to his mind like a waterfall. Not having the time to assess all the information he quickly dodged a ball that flew past him, his instincts the only thing that kept him alive.

But it was good. "SCP-076 nickname Abel... WHAT THE FUCK YOU SHITTY SLIME" Abel (I will call him that) shouted in the air while running out of the corridor. Now he knew why death wouldn't be a problem. He was functionally immortal.

It was good that the ancient Abel while insane rested on his instincts, developing them at superhuman levels as in the state he was now Abel couldn't care less about killing. They were all going to die here.

He knew it from the things the dying employee said before going to the afterlife. and maybe also because of the automated message and red lights "Wait how do I remember that so well?" Questioning himself out loud, he had only one response to it.

Abilities that weren't recorded. He seemed to have a perfect photographic memory like his brother. Wanting to explore his own memories, he was about to do so while letting is instincts take control of his body. But before he could even try.

BOOOOOOOMMM. Coming immediately to an halt Abel looked from a window he just passed by. An explosion forming a gigantic mushroom in the air that seemed to scream death. But at the ground, a ravaging shockwave was making it's way through the site destroying everything in it's wake.

Abel just smiled at this. "I think I'm fu-" Before he could finish his words the incoming shockwave torn his body apart in many ways, effectively putting him in a dormant state.

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'Where am I? This place is so... dark..' Abel was currently in a completely black room. There were no odors in it. Not even the smell of dust.

He couldn't seem to see a single thing in it but looking around he found something glowing with a red hue. Hovering in the air were the words 'Remember that this, is your punishment.' Looking at this Able couldn't help himself but laugh.

"Ghahahaha! This old man is really funny. Thinking he's all powerful and shit." At this mention the words shook slightly, changing to another phrase.

'Your urges seems to have calmed. Did you finally forgave your brother?' Abel... was surprised by this development. He knew he had to let the past go for his redemption but the fact was, as a reincarnator he held no importance to his body past.

"Well you could say that I calmed a bit after my team was decimated 'by me' I finally can understand others and honestly I don't feel like killing anymore."

This was complete bullshit. He just didn't hold any attachment to it but his "Grandpa" could just feel that his contempt for humans and his urges didn't exist anymore.

"Oh! But if you remove my immortality could you give me another type? Or an advanced version!"

'You want me to remove your curse and grand you another type of immortality? I... can do it but are you sure? You will see the end of time the rebirth of the universe and everything after if I grant you that, don't you want to die?'

Abel after reading this started thinking about how he could fool the old man. With a hand on his chin and a thoughtful expression. "I think life is great and there's still a billion of things I can do... so will you do it?"

'After this last resurrection your curse will be lifted. As for the nature of your immortality... I'll let you guess.' The old man was a tricker(by his own admission) so keen to see how his supposed "grandson" will do with this information about his immortality he let him be in the unknown.

When everything was said and done a stream of blood formed in the room before changing and taking the form of a door.

"Well this seems to be my call. I'll see you on Christmas old man." Abel snickered before quickly passing through the door.

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The eyes of Abel opened like he had just blinked and looking around Abel could see that he was standing inside a black room with scribbling on the walls.

"Wait... from what I remember protocol FEMA should be activated now..." Abel instinctively knew how to get out of the box alive but the question was what to do after.

"Ugh... sweet, seems like I'll need to talk with more peoples that I would want to" His original plan was to gain the trust of the foundation and prove he had changed, for them to retire his collar and give him a classification like Euclid. And maybe, maybe let him wander the facility.

"Well it's time to grind some walls will submerged in seawater" Now he had to get out of here alive and well.

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CLANG. The room was tense. The sound of metal clashing against metal reverberating. CLANG. In it, four highly trained members of a certain mobile force and a scientist on the side were looking intently at a reinforced metal door.

CLANG. Again the sound striked making them even more tense. This was their first time encountering Abel and their orders were simple. Kill it. But now what gender of monstrous beast could make such sounds?

CLANG. They all were stressed. This was an SCP on par with 682. Their only information was that he was humanoid and a sociopath. But now what kind of human could fight toe to toe with THE Keter of the foundation, even for just an instant?

CLANG BAM! The door was abruptly taken down and water poured the corridor effectively taking aback the team. The floor was now wet and slippery. The scent of saltwater entering their nostrils.

"Goddammit couldn't they go easier on me? I'm not some kind of outrageously powerful monster am I?" A tall man of middle Eastern descent was standing at the metal door, a hand grabbing the side of it.

He had red tattoes all over his body embracing his olive skin, long black hair and ashen grey eyes. His sharp but somewhat young features were perfect for his build. Lean, muscled and tall thoses were the only things one could say when looking at his body.

A/N: Kind of an athletic meso-ectomorph if you ask me.

The only things he was wearing were black jeans and maybe a pair of boxer. After the shock subsided all the employees pointed their guns at him. But before they could fire he placed his hand in the air in a calming/non dangerous gesture.

"Wow hey, I'm not gonna do any harm here. Could you all please lower thoses toys a little?" All the soldiers/Class A had doubt about his claim but reluctantly did it when the scientist placed his hand in the air.

The scientist in question was what you could call an average scientist but two things made apparent he was different. First was the outlayer of his eyes that was of a glowing light blue and second was the amulet on his neck.

"Well if it isn't Krato- uh Abel. How come you don't attack us?" It had to be Dr. Jack Bright. One of the people Abel never wanted to meet. One of the reasons was that he had effectively killed him. Another was that the man was insane.

"Doctor Bright, it feels like years since I've seen you, well quite litteraly."

"I need to report this to the O5... Well! For the moment we can just wait for them to contact us! Do you want something?"

"Do you have some clothes? I don't really feel like being bare chested..."

Bright looked at him weirdly before searching for something in the walls after a moment he seemed to press on a part of the wall opening an hidden compartment.

Inside there were different pieces of clothing each different from the other but most of them seemed for a military.

"Well can I have some dignity? Could you all stop staring at me for a second, I need to change." While entering the compartment Abel asked the guards.

Being soaked in seawater wasn't a pleasant feeling and the scent was even worse. He wanted at least a little privacy when he was about to change his pants.

Bright again gestured for the guard to let Abel be, but before he could enter completely he shouted at Abel. "THERE'S A BATHROOM AT THE LEFT SIDE." Nodding at this information Abel entered the compartment to come out some time after.

"This... is interesting, who could have thought that a protocol that was only here because of a joke would be helpful..." Bright was muttering to himself. What kind of changes happened to Abel for him to lose his sociopath tendencies and seemingly his contempt for humans?

Should they call him SCP-076-2? Will he be co-operative now? Thoses were question for the future. Bright was only here because a little before the detonation of site 25 he had showed an anomalous behaviour from what they knew.

"AAAAHH. This is what I needed. So? Did the O5 council responded? Honestly I don't really like being... this deep you know what I mean?"

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Abel was now completely washed and changed. he was wearing a turtleneck black compression shirt and black cargo pants, his long black hair left untied. The scent of seawater was now gone and he was feeling renewed.

"I just understand how stupid my actions were." He was currently sitting in his chair facing a PC. On it were twelve figure each exuding an amount of pressure that couldn't simply be ignored.

"076-2 We understand what you are saying but until there is a confirmation that you've really changed we can't risk the foundation to the presence of such dangerous individual."

"Urgh, Can't you just go see 073 or 343? They both should know something. Well this is only if the Old man is 343 undercover...."

"We will contact you when we have more informations and understanding of the current situation. Before the time come for your relocation we hope that you keep being in Area 25-b."

"Just in case, don't try to outrun me or you can be sure that all confidential informations be it about 006 or even the Ouroboros cycle will be released. If you don't know what to do talk to The administrator."

O5-1 and the other members of the council shook slightly at his words and when one of them was about to ask him more informations he cut the call.

Abel pinched the bridge on his nose while leaning on his chair. "Goddammit... I need to distress..."

"Well there's a cantine somewhere in the facility, do you want to come?" Bright was the only one with him inside the room. It was a conversation with the O5 a mere mobile task force didn't have the right to hear it. As for Dr. Bright he already knew everything about the foundation while not being a member of the Overseers he was probably someone with an immortality as potent as their.

"But how did you know about all that?" This was an honest question from Bright. Abel had never been particularly interested in the foundation and even then he could never had so much information about them.

"Shut up, I need a burger. 'Been decades since I've eaten one." But the man himself couldn't care less. He craved for meat as he couldn't eat such meals with his frail body before.

A/N: 1 hour time skipuuuuu~

After eating Abel had an idea, a really, really bad idea. He turned his head to face Bright who was eating his sandwich silently. "Hey Bright."

"Hm?"

"When I get out of this shitty site, do you want to do some funny things with me?" The eyes of Doctor Bright almost instantly lit up.

"Oooooh~?" With a malicious smile he started snickering. Abel joined him it as they both started laughing like villains before an evil plan was about to start.

Bright almost choked on his food.