Super God: The Foundation, Starting with the Creation of SCP

[Brook: I don't know if I can stop it! But I haven't had a neck in ages! Yohohohohohoho...]

[Ash: I wonder if Thunderbolt would work on it?]

[Pikachu: Pika pika...]

[...]

In the livestream, SCP-173 followed the Gluttonous Soldiers like a ghost, snapping necks at a speed almost impossible to see.

It was so fast it defied belief.

Even as the armor it twisted spat electrical sparks, it made not a sound.

In the span of a breath, SCP-173 had reduced the squad of dozens to its commander alone.

He glanced back without thinking and froze. An ugly statue was staring straight at him, its little hands—no bigger than fists...

...resting against his neck. Behind him, dozens of bodies lay sprawled across the corridor.

Every neck was broken, sparks spilling from the armor around it. The moment his gaze settled on SCP-173...

...sound returned to the silent corridor.

Uncanny.

So uncanny it made his scalp crawl.

"You..."

The Gluttonous Commander started to speak, but he blinked. To his horror, the strange statue...

...had vanished from in front of him.

His view tilted backward. Then everything went black. After wiping out the squad...

SCP-173 sped down the battleship corridor toward somewhere farther ahead.

It was terrifyingly bizarre.

The powerful viewers from planets across the universe stared in shock. Cold sweat beaded on their foreheads and dripped to the floor.

Only then did they realize how badly they had underestimated SCP-173.

In a one-on-one fight, fewer than five of them could be certain of winning.

Jiang Chen read the comments and thought, Five? Don't be ridiculous. Not one of you could win!

In Meleon Celestial City of the Angel Nebula, Kesha reclined on her throne and watched the livestream. Her pupils abruptly vanished, leaving her eyes pure white as she fixed them on SCP-173 slaughtering the Gluttonous Legion.

The Angels below her throne understood at once: SCP-173 had caught Kesha's attention.

Their queen was reading SCP-173's data.

[Attempting to read SCP-173's data. Unable to read... Unable to analyze!]

[Allocating Meleon Celestial City's computing power. Continuing read attempt! Warning: Unable to read... Allocating Divine Armory computing power... Warning: Unable to read.]

[Warning: Read attempt exceeds computing capacity.]

[Warning...]

As warnings sounded incessantly in her mind, Kesha's pale brow furrowed for the first time since her victory over Heavenly Scum King Huaye.

Kesha had known SCP-173 was unusual, but she had never imagined that even with the Angel Nebula's full computing power...

...she could not read a shred of its data.

She had never encountered anything like it.

After repeated failures, Kesha tried reading the SCP Foundation's data instead. The result was just as she expected...

Apart from what the livestream had disclosed...

...she could read nothing. Finally, she used Meleon Celestial City's computing power to analyze Earth's data.

She searched for any trace of the Foundation.

She found nothing.

"Your Majesty! Were you able to read SCP-173's data?"

"What is that thing?"

"It wiped out an entire Gluttonous Squad so easily. It has enough power to destroy a primitive civilization's planet."

"Something that knows only how to kill must be destroyed!"

"..."

When Kesha's dark pupils reappeared, the Angels beneath her throne began voicing their thoughts all at once.

Kesha shook her head. "I couldn't read SCP-173's data."

"It isn't in the Known Universe's database."

She paused, then continued, "I also analyzed Earth's data using Meleon Celestial City."

"I found no trace of the Foundation, either."

"It's as though it never existed."

The Angels, including Leng and Zhixin, were stunned. They had never imagined that even after Kesha drew on...

...Meleon Celestial City's computing power, she would find no trace of SCP-173 or the Foundation.

This...

...was beyond anything they knew.

While the others were still reeling, Kesha contacted Angel Yan, who had already arrived on Earth, through dark energy communications. "Yan, I have a mission for you."

"Your Majesty, go ahead."

After Yan replied, Kesha briefly recounted her failed attempts to read SCP-173's and the Foundation's data.

Then she ordered, "I have a feeling SCP-173 is crucial to the Angels' future."

"Go to the Gluttonous Battleship where SCP-173 is, immediately."

"Gather all the data you can."

Kesha paused before adding, "If possible, bring it back to Meleon Celestial City."

"If you can't bring it back, destroy it before Morgana can take it."

"Under no circumstances can it fall into Morgana's hands."

"Understood?"

At the top of Angel International Tower, Yan was looking out over Earth. She nodded at Kesha's message...

...then immediately left Earth through a Micro-wormhole and headed straight for the Gluttonous Battleship carrying SCP-173.

Meanwhile, beyond Earth, a Demon warship lay concealed in the void.

Morgana, dressed in black leather with a pair of wings on her back, paced the hall under her subordinates' bewildered stares.

"I can't read SCP-173's data—or that damned Foundation's!"

"Bitch!"

Morgana kept pacing as she cursed. "You there—Ato! Bring SCP-173 back to me."

"I'll use it to twist that bitch Kesha's head off."

"Go!"

Ato bowed respectfully and was about to carry out the order when Angel Yan appeared on the livestream.

The instant Morgana saw her, she stopped Ato. "Since someone else is going in first..."

"...we're in no hurry."

"Let that little bitch Angel Yan test SCP-173 for us."

"Let's see whether it really can snap necks on a conceptual level, like the Foundation claims!"

At Morgana's words, Ato stopped and returned to his place in the hall, silently watching the livestream.

Aboard the Gluttonous Battleship, space rippled like water. A graceful figure stepped out.

It was Angel Yan, clad in the Angels' signature silver armor and short skirt, Flame Blade in hand.

The instant she appeared, she used her formidable dark matter computing power to breach the battleship's operating system and seize...

...control of the ship.

She checked the surveillance feeds to see what had happened aboard. When she saw the casualties, even Yan could not hide her shock.

In just a few minutes, most of the Gluttonous Soldiers aboard had been killed.

The corridor feeds showed the bodies of Gluttonous Warriors everywhere.

Every neck had been twisted beyond recognition. Even the armor capable of withstanding a nuclear blast—not just ordinary Gluttonous armor...

...had offered no protection. SCP-173 had twisted armor and warrior alike out of shape.

Could it really snap necks on a conceptual level?

The longer Yan watched the footage, the harder she found it to believe.

Earth had only just entered the age of Nuclear Civilization.

Even the Black Armor Warriors who had awakened their Super Genes could not slaughter a battleship's worth of Gluttonous Warriors so easily.

And certainly not in such a bizarre fashion.

Not even Yan herself!

She could slaughter a ship full of Gluttonous Warriors without much trouble.

But doing it by snapping every neck? That was another matter.

Then Yan spotted SCP-173 on a surveillance feed. Somehow, it had reached the bend in the corridor ahead of her.

Why had she needed the surveillance feed to spot it?

With her Third-Generation Divine Body, Yan's senses had grown immensely sharper. She could detect more than every blade of grass around her—even the faintest fluctuation of a particle...

...was clear to her.

Yet she had unconsciously overlooked SCP-173 as it rushed toward her!

It wasn't that she hadn't sensed it.

She had instinctively ignored its presence. Alarm bells rang in Yan's mind.

As SCP-173 closed in on Yan, she appeared on the Foundation Livestream!

[Luffy: Angel lady, run! Watch out for that statue—it snaps necks!]

[Danzo: Finally, someone powerful enough to test SCP-173's strength.]

[Gintoki Sakata: Can I place a bet? I'm betting on the Angel lady. Gin-san hasn't eaten in three days...]

[Luffy: Want some meat?]

[Miko: That statue is scarier than those Evil Spirits!]

[...].

Powerful viewers from across the planets warned Yan about SCP-173. But she could not spare even a moment to read their comments.

She had discovered that only by focusing completely and pushing her Third-Generation Divine Body's computing power to its limit...

...could she remain aware of SCP-173. The slightest lapse, and she would unconsciously overlook it.