SCP-The Free One

In the void of absolute nothingness, where silence reigned and light dared not tread, a flicker of potential emerged—a singularity of pure thought. From this primordial essence, a figure began to take shape, an entity born from the fusion of desire and will.

It manifested as a swirling mass of iridescent energy, a kaleidoscope of colors that danced like flames. As it coalesced, it formed a core—a heart of molten brilliance that pulsed with the rhythm of creation itself. This entity, named ________, embodied the raw power of existence, the potential to shape worlds and bend the very fabric of reality.

______'s presence sparked the first threads of the cosmos, weaving galaxies from stardust and igniting the stars with its radiant light. It possessed the ability to manipulate time, crafting moments and echoes that reverberated through the universe. With each thought, ________ created, destroyed, and recreated, a cosmic artist painting the canvas of infinity.

But with such power came a profound awareness—a deep understanding of balance. ________ knew that creation must be tempered by destruction, and from the chaos of its birth, it forged the laws of nature, giving rise to harmony and conflict, order and chaos.

However, this entity wasn't the one who created the universe; it merely started existing with it. At the beginning of the universe, there was no time, at least not as humans know it. This entity came into existence billions of years later due to a time-space anomaly.

This entity didn't have a name; in fact, it gained consciousness mere moments ago!

"Wow..."

Yes, that was the first thing the unnamed entity said.

As the word echoed in the vastness, it rippled through the fabric of reality, sending waves of energy cascading across the newly formed cosmos. The unnamed entity, now aware of its existence, felt the weight of infinite possibilities pressing against its essence. It could sense the galaxies swirling in their nascent beauty, each one a fragment of the creation that had unfolded before it.

"Wow…" it repeated, the sound transforming into a gentle hum that resonated through the void. In that moment, the entity began to grasp the enormity of its own potential, the vastness of what lay before it, and the delicate balance it must navigate.

With a flicker of thought, the entity conjured a vision: a sprawling nebula of colors and light, vibrant and alive. It reached out, tendrils of iridescent energy extending from its core, weaving through the cosmic tapestry, drawing together the scattered elements of the universe. Stars ignited in response, their fiery births a testament to its emerging will.

Yet, as it shaped the stars, a flicker of uncertainty crept into its awareness. "What am I?" it pondered, the question reverberating through the cosmos. "What purpose do I serve?"

It eventually stopped thinking for a while, as its mind was still childlike. It looked at itself; it didn't have a physical body.

"Oh, it thought I need to feel; I need to see..."

With that, the entity successfully created a 100-meter-tall body with four legs, a long neck, and tentacles on its head.

"Hmmm, I wonder if there are... uh, things that can think, just like me."

"Oh, there are! There are actually a lot of them... I think I will just go to the nearest one."

Unfortunately, the nearest one was the planet you all know—Earth.

With a rush of vibrant energy, the entity propelled itself through the void, its newfound form shimmering like a mirage against the backdrop of the cosmos. As it traveled, the swirling colors of its body danced with excitement, each pulse of its core resonating with the thrill of exploration.

As it neared the blue and green sphere, the entity sensed the myriad of life teeming on the surface. It felt the vibrations of thoughts, emotions, and desires radiating from countless beings. "So many!" it marveled, its voice echoing in a harmony of tones that rippled through the atmosphere of Earth.

"I wonder what that giant machine thing on the other planet is, the one that's bigger than this one?"

The entity landed in a vast desert at several times the speed of light, but somehow, something of that size moving at that speed caused so little damage, only creating a 5-kilometer-wide shockwave. It may seem like much, but normally, at that speed, even if an ant hit the Earth, it would be turned to dust.

The entity looked at the place around it.

"I need a name..." it thought to itself.

"Aox... I don't know what it means, but still, I want this..."

Suddenly, Aox noticed a bunch of cars and flying vehicles approaching him; these were vehicles of the SCP Foundation.

Aox didn't know this; it could be omniscient if it wanted, but where's the fun in that?

I mean, the world is a game if you look at it from above!