Finale

Finale

Feat. Dr Gears, author of SCP-682.

Okay, okay, okay! The thing is… I was part of the cat worshipping cult, right? It turns out, during my intoxicated episodes. I was like their Jesus. That's why they had to sacrifice me to the cross, where the small cat was crucified to be one with God.

I was their best member, meaning I've done the most fucked up shit just to prove my worth. So, what happened was that I was actually thrown into jail until I was given a mail to my isolation cell in the most notorious prison in the country and all over Asia. Bilibid Prison is still in the Philippines because the crime was committed, anyway.

Anyway! Okay, so I was thrown into prison. Mysterious anonymous mail came to me, and I read it while doing push-ups. No reality-bending bull crap this time, no plot twists. This is real.

I hope it's real because I don't know what's real anymore. I've been trapped here for like a day, and I'm already going crazy.

No meds either.

So, yeah!

Anyway…

The mail told me the SCP Foundation is coming for me. Not because I was an anomaly. They wanted me to work for them just so I could get my personal freedom from prison time for life.

All I had to do was call the guard or warden, whatever, and tell him I'm working for the SCP Foundation. And the guard was secretly one of the SCP Foundation and was waiting there the whole time. But no one has to know that. He still works as a guard, but their Foundation is actually issued by the government. It's a top-secret government conspiracy bullshit that I couldn't understand.

He freed me out of jail, put me in a helicopter, and gave me a sandwich. They explained to me that the SCP Foundation was created by the government, keeping the supernatural monsters locked up as a secret from society and the masses so no one would panic or try to defend them and break them out that, will cause massive destruction.

THIS IS SOME Area 51 BULLSHIT. In fact, the site-x was actually Area 51 itself. They're not aliens or some bull crap everyone makes up. That's just a layer the Foundation made just so they could protect the true scarier and more sinister side of Area 51.

This is not the only site. All across the globe 1st, world countries to the poorer parts of the world worked together to protect humanity from these vile creatures worse than aliens. Worse than those 4-Dimensional universes living among or outside of our world that we could even barely comprehend. We see video games like Super Mario 64 is 2D, the real world is 3D, and nothing goes beyond that point in the world we know today.

Still, there is some 999D shit and beyond in the SCP Foundation. A lot of them. There aren't just a lot of creatures. But over thousands and thousands of animals!

And one gets discovered to be filed and documented each day.

And it turns out that I was just a test subject, a D-class prisoner as a lab rat, to be experimented on with many creatures. They all wore these tinfoil hats when I was around them, but they don't wear them when I'm not in the same room as them, but I could see them through the windows.

I wasn't given anything or whatever, just a white cell with a white bed, white pillows, and white sheets, with a white table, white chair, and a white toilet and, of course, white toilet paper. And even the cell door is entirely white.

The only thing that keeps me sane is my orange attire as a prisoner. It's my uniform as a D-class. A D-class is a lab rat experimented against different types of SCPs or creatures, entities, and other anomalous objects.

They tested me to try to kill every animal they could find using various methods, but then the thing is. The monsters just go all crazy in a delirious episode. While myself is just sane. The only thing they agreed to give me were antipsychotics, antidepressants, mood stabilisers, and downers as medications.

But they told me I shouldn't take those as part of the experiment. What the fuck is this nightmare? This can't be real. But it is! If I go too crazy, they inject me with this "sanity" syringe potion thing.

They refuse to tell me where they came from. And they said to me if I managed to kill SCP-682. I will be free, but not the outside world.

I will get to ask for what I want, such as delicious black coffee, actually good meals, and hang out with the other workers here such as the guards, the scientists, all that stuff. And I can finally leave the D-classes alone for being such bullies. But sometimes, they go into a lunatic episode as well. I kept missing Sakura every day, but I could not contact her. No matter what.

Then, the day had finally come. I faced SCP-682 myself. They told me this was the only thing not even every SCP can kill, no guards, no atomic bombs, and they expect me to kill this thing?! They gave me all the necessary tools.

So, I prayed to Lucifer to guide me on this journey. I die trying to save the world from this monster if I die.

I walked in willingly rather than being pushed in forcefully, knowing that I was just a weak human with no actual superpower or anything. The least I could do to give my life meaning is that I died fighting the worst demon on the planet.

And it was a reptilian, massed lizard. Its eyes were red, a part of his body was nothing but flesh and bones poking out, hairy from head to its tail. It had scales that were as hard as Damascus armour. It was hard as a diamond. And I felt its energy instead of fearing it.

I ran into it and faced my foe with pure courage as it went crazy, and it fought back with the hypnotic gaze that attempted to make me go as crazy as it turned out. Then, I had the delusional thought because of too much adrenaline from fighting this thing.

I thought I was a vampire overlord. I bit into its neck, and it bled as I actually grew fangs. Letting go of the idea of theorising everything I believed in was a delusion. Still, I honestly thought I was some sort of evil incarnate that is ready to take it down.

But it adapted to my own power as well and turned out like me too. We were equal matches as I tried to defeat the demon lizard. But it was a tie. Then the creature, the unkillable SCP-682, bowed down to me. But it wasn't towards me. The demon behind me that the scientists couldn't see, but my third eye can see intuitively because I called upon this demon before the battle.

"Father?" the creature spoke, wait it can talk?!

"Do not hurt my devoted follower, my child." speaks The Devil.

"Yes, father…"

Then the demon disappeared. It's a good thing I offered him all my food and blood and starved myself as a way of fasting when meditating to my dark lord Lucifer before I go to bed. I've always been his devoted follower asking him to let me out of this place relentlessly.

I was confused about what happened, and since it was a tie, I was let out of the prison of SCP-682, the Hard-to-kill reptile.

Scientists were baffled, but I asked them what was going on with me and why they kept choosing me over the rest of the D-class.

And they told me I'm a unique SCP. I was never a D-class since they didn't want to make me worry or abuse my powers.

In fact, I am a psychic that can make anything I hallucinate or think of as a delusion into a reality, and my main power is infecting other people with my own insanity without a cure. And it's been happening around my whole life lately.

Which is why I am here now. They called me SCP-X. No specifications are to be documented yet because I was not thoroughly studied, which is why it's still an X before I will be given an actual specified number.

And at that, I turned pretty chill with the rest. I may not have won, but I got what I deserved. Endless supply of coffee, medications, and finally some good fucking food. Hah, see what I did there, Ramsay?

Never mind, it wasn't funny. Anyway-

One of the D-class escaped and beat me up. That's when I used my powers against everyone out of sheer hatred, but I was relentless and outrightly powerful.

Then, they had to kidnap my Sakura and bring her in here. Once she arrived through a helicopter ride. She was thrown onto the ground as Dr Bright threatened me to seize at once. And that's when I stopped. I knelt down, forfeited and surrendered myself to the SCP Foundation.

Just for the sake of her safety. But Sakura was surprised to see me asking what I was doing here. She was not affected by the insanity infection I spread throughout the world. The true pandemic of this world is what I delusion to be COVID-19, which is what I believed but in fact.

The real pandemic is insanity. I've been infecting everyone, and I was the leading cause. Sakura was studied for a little while during the helicopter ride here. She was the only cure. And I had to choose between her safety or my life. That's when it hit me.

I turned into the most insane person in the world that I turned into a crazily morbid creature worse than anything they've seen in the Foundation so far. That I could not even describe, neither can they all comprehend. All I did was turn into everyone's greatest fears individually, depending on their worse phobias and how they all see me differently.

They all ran away, but Sakura didn't know what was happening. All she noticed was that everyone was going crazy, and I was not doing anything in her eyes. I was just doing some stupid imaginary fight in her eyes. And she came to me and hugged me. I was still normal as a human being in the physical form. Still, to the eyes of my victims, they all cry in fear, hysterically.

To the point where they had to kill themselves.

To those strong enough to be alive left, I turn them against each other by making them hallucinate one another as their high school bully or worst enemy.

I freed all the SCPs as I turned as the new God of this world, saved the other worthy humans as my slaves, and became the mad evil god of this earth, turning everything into a cyberpunk fiction universe as all SCPs destroyed the world before.

And by that, I created a human to be my messiah, my chosen one, the one I am incredibly interested in and put him in a psychotic state where he will not know what is real or not until he becomes like me cycling back to the start of this story until he becomes me and cycles back to the beginning, and so on. Doing the exact same thing repeatedly, expecting things to change.

Then, Sakura became my right-hand man, as the world turned upside down.

And then lastly, I changed my name from Klei to Dante. That's when I gave my chosen one the right to be called Klei instead.