The Foundation Begins by Fabricating SCPs

It shot up from the ground into the air, then hurtled straight toward SCP-343, God.

It moved so fast that afterimages flickered in its wake.

Everyone thought SCP-343, God, would have no choice but to take the blow head-on. Instead, he abruptly vanished again.

A moment later, it appeared behind SCP-096, Shy Guy.

He swung his fist into SCP-096's gaunt head, sending it crashing toward the platform cast from silvery-white metal like a cannonball.

Boom!

Dust billowed. When it cleared, a crater a full hundred meters wide lay before them.

And this was no ordinary ground!

The metal platform could withstand artillery shells without a scratch. Yet a single blow had gouged out a crater that size. SCP-343, God, was stronger than anyone had imagined!

His power exceeded the livestream viewers' wildest expectations.

Even so!

SCP-096 seemed completely unharmed. As the dust settled, its lanky, emaciated figure reappeared on-screen without a scratch...

It let out shriek after shriek at SCP-343, God, who floated in midair. Then SCP-096 launched itself toward him like a cannonball!

"Ah, what a nuisance!"

Seeing SCP-096 rush toward him, SCP-343, God, sighed. A helpless look crossed his face. Then, before the livestream viewers' eyes...

He reached out his right hand toward SCP-096 and gently closed it.

SCP-096 stopped in mid-charge as though someone had pressed pause, suspended in the air. But even then...

It kept shrieking at SCP-343, God.

Its long, twisted limbs thrashed as it tried to tear SCP-343, God, apart!

"I really hate dealing with containment subjects like you that have no intelligence!"

SCP-343, God, shook his head and muttered, "That little girl, SCP-239, is much more interesting!"

With that, he clenched his fist. SCP-096 was compressed into a ball of flesh the size of his fist.

It dropped straight onto the silvery-white metal platform.

The livestream viewers froze at the sight. Was it because the scene was so shocking?

No. It was too simple.

Most of them could have done that themselves.

If that was all SCP-096 could do, there was nothing to fear!

But then something changed!

What happened next left everyone doubting themselves. Long afterward, they still could not shake off the shock!

On-screen, SCP-096 had been crushed by SCP-343, God, into a fist-sized ball of flesh. But under everyone's astonished gaze...

It slowly began to unfold.

In the blink of an eye, SCP-096, Shy Guy, had fully regained its strange shape. Not only was it completely uninjured...

Its presence had even grown a little stronger.

The instant it recovered, SCP-096 charged at SCP-343, God, floating in midair, crying in a way that chilled everyone to the bone.

Its ability to recover was terrifying.

It had been crushed into a ball of flesh, yet it had restored itself in an instant.

It was practically immortal!

The viewers shuddered at the thought of being targeted by such a monster. It would pursue them relentlessly, find them on its own, and refuse to die...

Who wouldn't fear an enemy like that?

It wasn't just the powerful figures of the Indigenous Worlds. Even Holy Kesha, Death God Kyle, Morgana, and Pan Zhen frowned.

Each silently weighed whether they could survive an encounter with SCP-096.

The answer was obvious: they couldn't!

While the viewers were still reeling from SCP-096's terrifying recovery, SCP-343, God, watched it charge toward him again.

He sighed, suspended it in midair once more, and crushed it into a ball of flesh.

This time, he did not hurl SCP-096 at the ground.

Instead, he raised his right hand and made a slight grasping motion toward the sky. Brilliant bolts of lightning appeared from nowhere, their countless flashes...

Illuminating the dark sky. In that brief light...

The viewers caught sight of a towering obelisk-like structure on a nearby plain. Countless intricate patterns were carved across its surface...

Fortress-like buildings floated around the enormous obelisk.

They revolved around it along mysterious paths.

The glimpse was fleeting, but it stunned everyone. The Obelisk was simply too enormous—at least twenty thousand meters tall by their estimate.

Could the Obelisk be a Containment Object too?

Surely not!

How could there be a Containment Object that huge? Never mind the terrifying, uncanny abilities such an enormous Containment Object might possess.

Even if it were an ordinary Obelisk...

Containing it would be no simple task.

But if the Obelisk really was a Containment Object with strange abilities, then the SCP Foundation's capabilities were beyond belief.

While everyone in the livestream was left speechless by their fleeting glimpse of the Eclipse Obelisk...

SCP-343, God, gathered the countless bolts of lightning that had appeared out of nowhere into his palm, forming a roaring fist-sized Thunder Dragon!

The next moment, SCP-343, God, sent the fist-sized Thunder Dragon straight into SCP-096 without hesitation.

The instant the Thunder Dragon touched SCP-096, a devastating explosion erupted.

Scattered arcs of electricity reduced the base below to ashes. The silvery-white metal melted into streams that gleamed as they flowed...

In every direction.

Yet when the lightning faded, SCP-096's elongated, twisted figure appeared before the viewers once more.

Once again, SCP-096 was completely unharmed.

Then it roared again and charged at SCP-343, God, who was hovering in midair.

"It's still alive? Is SCP-096 like SCP-173—impossible to destroy?"

Seated on her throne in Meleon Celestial City, Holy Kesha watched the livestream and murmured in astonishment, "That lightning strike was already powerful enough to kill a god."

“It was even stronger than Angel Yan's lightning attacks.”

"Yet it still couldn't destroy SCP-096..."

"How strange."

Holy Kesha suspected that if SCP-096 targeted her, even her upgraded Divine Body would not save her from its relentless pursuit.

And what was that towering obelisk? Why did the mere sight of it fill her with dread?

Even seeing it through a video made her tremble.

SCP Foundation, how many more secrets are you hiding?

As Holy Kesha's expression grew graver, SCP-343, God, saw on-screen that the lightning had failed to destroy SCP-096. Irritation deepened in his eyes.

He reached out with his right hand and grasped at empty space. A sword wreathed in blazing flames appeared in his grip.

The flames burned so fiercely that the surrounding space collapsed.

Everything around SCP-343, God, grew indistinct, but a soft glow radiated from him, making him look utterly divine.

The next second, the flaming sword in SCP-343, God’s hand pierced SCP-096. Flames fierce enough to collapse space...

Burst out from within SCP-096 and reduced it to ash in an instant.

But in the blink of an eye, the ashes gathered, and SCP-096 re-formed. Roaring, it charged at SCP-343, God, yet again!

"Ah, what a nuisance!"

SCP-343, God, watched SCP-096 come at him without giving up. He sighed and lightly snapped his fingers.

Snap!

With that crisp sound, the livestream's view changed. The dim, unknown space gave way to the star-filled cosmos...

Enormous planets orbited a dark-red star. Even through the screen, their overwhelming presence left the viewers struggling to breathe.

[Sengoku: So this is the power of a "god"?]

[Ash: His ability to move through space is already on par with a Legendary Pokémon. He's so strong.]

[Tatsumaki: In the Hero Association, Mr. Blast is probably the only one who could stand against him.]

[Jiraiya: It's a little like the Flying Thunder God! But far more powerful.]

[Orochimaru: SCP-096's ability to recover is even more frightening than that of someone brought back by Impure World Reincarnation.]

[Miko: Even Evil Spirits seem cute next to Containment Objects!]

[...]

The viewers from the various Indigenous Worlds were still dumbstruck by SCP-343, God's ability to shift them through space.

Then what happened next made them question everything they knew.

SCP-343, God, slowly raised his right hand. As he did, the massive planets in the star-filled cosmos surged toward him...

And began shrinking before everyone's eyes.

Moments later, the once-imposing planets were marble-sized and floating above SCP-343, God’s palm. As for the dark-red star...

It became a disc hovering behind SCP-343, God.

"He can shrink planets?"

The viewers had never dreamed of possessing such an ability. Until now, they had not even dared imagine one existed.

It was too much!

It was terrifying.

It lay beyond the limits of their imagination.

Then SCP-343, God, softly said, "Go." The shrunken planets began spinning wildly...

And hurtled toward SCP-096, which was still crying!

On-screen, SCP-343, God, pointed from afar, sending the planet-sized marbles raining down on SCP-096...

As they flew, the little spheres rapidly expanded.

By the time they struck SCP-096, they had returned to their original size. Seven or eight planets collided, and the crushing force instantly ground SCP-096 to dust.