Super God: The Foundation, Starting by Inventing SCPs

"Boom, boom, boom..."

A deafening roar swept through the starry void, carrying endless clouds of interstellar dust in every direction.

The sheer scale of it struck terror into countless hearts. They knew this was footage of an earlier experiment. They knew that even if it were happening right now...

The screen would keep them safe.

Yet they barely dared to breathe. Their vacant eyes were filled with disbelief.

Some even fainted from fright.

Who could blame them?

Seven or eight planets, each comparable in size to their own world, had collided! This way of fighting, this level of power, this clash between beings at the pinnacle...

It had never appeared even in the myths of some worlds.

It lay so far beyond their imagination that they could not have made it up if they tried.

And it was not over!

SCP-343 God still felt the attack would not kill SCP-096 for good. Under the stunned gaze of everyone watching the livestream...

He spread his left hand slightly and seized the drifting dust, crushing it back into a sphere the size of a soccer ball. Then, with his right hand, he lifted the dark red "planet" behind him, no bigger than a dinner plate, and hurled it forward.

Deep in the starry void, brilliant light flared once more, followed by an explosion of staggering scale.

Inside Demon Castle.

Morgana stared, mouth slightly open. For a long while, she could not say a word.

"B-b-b-b... bitch!"

At last, she spoke in a trembling voice. "How is this possible? How did SCP-343 God do that?"

"I refuse to believe he can command the stars!"

"I don't believe it!"

"This video has to be fabricated!"

She, Morgana, had roamed the universe for tens of thousands of years.

She had never heard of a god this powerful being born in this universe. If such a being existed, how could he have remained unknown?

No matter how low a profile he kept, his name should have spread across the universe.

Besides, the SCP Foundation was just a native organization of the Red Crow Star System. How could it possibly have contained SCP-343 God, a being with such power?

The video had to be fake!

That was it!

It had to be!

Morgana took a deep breath and ordered, "Ato, put all our computing power to work!"

"Analyze the video. Find a flaw in it, whatever it takes!"

"Go!"

Without waiting for Demon Ato's reply, Morgana turned back to the livestream. She wanted to see whether SCP-096, the supposedly "undying" Shy Guy...

Could survive attacks on this scale.

Morgana was not alone. Everyone watching the livestream instinctively assumed the SCP Foundation had fabricated the video.

Only Holy Kesha, after what had happened to Angel Yan...

Had gained a vague sense of what SCP anomalies were. Though she found it hard to believe, she still thought the video was real.

But she, too, wanted to see whether SCP-096 could be destroyed.

Before everyone's eyes, the interstellar dust and the dark red star vanished from the footage.

Then, to their disbelief, SCP-096's lanky, twisted form reappeared. The moment SCP-096 recovered...

It charged straight at SCP-343 God, who hovered in the starry void, wailing as it went!

Aboard the Juxia!

"That... didn't kill it?"

"You've got to be kidding!"

Every soldier aboard the carrier stood frozen, staring at the livestream. None of them knew what to say.

It was madness!

That last blow would have reduced even Earth to dust, let alone them.

Yet SCP-096 had recovered again.

Unbelievable!

The damn thing was absurdly tough.

"This..."

Despair appeared on the faces of Ducao and Rose.

It was not that they lacked resolve. The power SCP-343 God had displayed was simply too vast for them to fathom.

They were nowhere near his level.

Destroying Earth with power like that would be effortless.

Ducao even suspected...

That such power had no place in this universe. The one piece of good news was that the SCP Foundation stood with humanity.

If the SCP Foundation were their enemy, what the hell could they do against it?

They might as well close their eyes and wait to die!

And even that was not the worst part!

The worst part was that even with all that power, SCP-343 God had neither killed Shy Guy nor made him give up the chase.

And now...

SCP-096 had escaped containment. It was roaming the world!

At that thought, Ducao and the others sank even deeper into despair.

They were exhausted.

Let the world end. The sooner, the better!

As Ducao and Rose despaired, SCP-343 watched SCP-096 charge at him again on the livestream, helplessness written all over his face.

"Sigh! What a troublesome fellow!"

Then SCP-343 God gave a casual wave of his hand and, to everyone's astonishment, split into three identical versions of himself!

The trick plainly confused SCP-096.

It stared at the three SCP-343 Gods before it, unable to decide which one to kill first.

Just then, the SCP-343 God in the middle reached out and tapped SCP-096's twisted cheek. SCP-096 instantly turned into a banana.

The SCP-343 Gods on either side swung their fists together, smashing them into the banana SCP-096 had become.

"Thud..."

With a dull impact, SCP-096 became a two-dimensional image, a sheet of paper without thickness!

"Holy shit!"

In the World of Monsters, Child Emperor could not help swearing when he saw it. "That was dimensional reduction! SCP-343 God can actually do that?"

"This..."

The S-Class heroes present exchanged looks at Child Emperor's words.

None of them knew what to say.

Every hero who understood dimensional reduction was certain SCP-096 was finished.

Flattened into a two-dimensional image, it could not possibly survive!

But...

Their minds told them that. Their instincts, however, whispered that SCP-096 might come back.

It might still revive!

What mattered now was finishing it off. Whether it could recover or not, hit it again first!

As that thought crossed their minds, SCP-343 God in the video was already doing exactly that. All three versions unleashed flames, lightning, lasers...

A dizzying barrage of attacks hammered the now two-dimensional SCP-096!

The assault went on for more than ten minutes.

Only then did SCP-343 God stop.

Everyone watching the livestream felt their eyelids twitch. Every one of SCP-343 God's attacks carried enough power to slay a god.

And he had kept up that varied assault for more than ten minutes.

It was ridiculous!

Was SCP-343 God's power inexhaustible? Anyone else would have run out of energy and died many times over.

Surely SCP-096 was dead for good now.

First it had been reduced to two dimensions. Then it had endured more than ten minutes of god-slaying attacks. If that had not killed it, nothing could.

Even if it was still alive!

Surely it would take a long time to recover.

But in the next instant...

Everyone stared in shock. SCP-343 God had barely stopped attacking when SCP-096's lanky, twisted figure began to emerge from the two-dimensional image...

And broke free!

It let out a shrill wail at SCP-343 God, then charged at him again!

Everyone watching the livestream was stunned.

For fuck's sake!

That damn thing... still wasn't dead!

It was beyond absurd!

Was the Hard-to-Destroy Reptile Some Kind of Big Shot? Even SCP-096 Backed Down!

The livestream audience was still reeling, eager to see the fight continue, when the video abruptly went dark. As everyone looked on in confusion...

Dr. Kuroto's somewhat thin figure appeared before them. "The rest of the battle between SCP-343 God and SCP-096 involves another anomaly."

"Its danger classification is: Taumiel Class!"