"Emergency Alert! A humanoid anomaly has been detected in Queens. All nearby residents, lock your doors and windows—do not go outside!"
"The Global Occult Coalition (GOC) containment teams have been dispatched..."
On the screen, panicked civilians screamed as they fled through the flames.
The eerie wails and explosions in the background painted a scene straight out of a nightmare.
Standing before the screen was a young man with sharp features but an unnaturally pale complexion.
He let out a long, weary sigh.
"Why did I have to transmigrate? I should've just died!"
That's right—Chu Yun had transmigrated, and not even three days ago.
At first, he thought that with his knowledge from his past life and this world's similarities to Earth, he could thrive.
But then...
Anomalies entered the picture, and all his hopes shattered.
Good news: He transmigrated.
Bad news: It's a world with anomalies.
Even worse news: There's no SCP Foundation here.
Indeed, Chu Yun had arrived in a world teeming with entities that defied all logic—
From a bowl that endlessly refilled with noodle soup (Father's Bowl)...
To eldritch gods, divine entities, supreme metaphysical beings, and narrative-level existences—all fell under the category of anomalies.
In a world with such hellish survival difficulty, merely living a normal life was a luxury.
This was a world destined for annihilation.
Normally, in the original timeline, despite the terrifying anomalies, organizations like the Foundation and others dedicated to containment kept these threats hidden from the public eye.
But here's the problem—
This world had no Foundation.
No D-Class personnel, no researchers, no doctors, no O5 Council, and certainly no elite Mobile Task Forces.
Only the GOC and a few small, barely functional organizations struggled to maintain order.
These groups were already overwhelmed just trying to contain anomalies, let alone keeping them hidden.
Worse yet, as anomalies grew in number and strength, even these organizations were reaching their limits.
Case in point—right now, an anomaly was rampaging through Queens, live on TV, and no one had shown up to stop it!
The situation was beyond dire.
Chu Yun stared out the window at the fleeing crowds, his expression grim.
"Where the hell is the Foundation...?"
The moment those words left his lips—
"Ding."
A strange sound echoed in his mind.
Chu Yun froze.
A bizarre light flickered in his eyes.
Wait… Could it be?
Sure enough—
[Host's world has confirmed anomalies. Foundation System activating.]
[System activation in progress—]
[Congratulations! The Foundation System has been successfully activated!]
Chu Yun's pupils contracted.
"A system?!"
A surge of excitement rushed through him as a flood of information and images poured into his mind.
A few seconds later, his dazed gaze refocused—but his excitement had morphed into something more… intrigued.
Unlike the typical "power-up" systems he'd imagined, the Foundation System had one primary function—
To build the SCP Foundation from scratch.
Its first ability?
The Fourth Cataclysm: Summon beings from across the multiverse as "mercenaries" to this world.
And Chu Yun?
He was their boss.
He set the rules. He issued the orders.
Better yet—every time these "mercenaries" successfully contained an anomaly, he'd get rewards from the system.
The more he thought about it, the more his blood boiled.
A slow grin spread across his face.
Fourth Cataclysm?
No.
This was Dimensional Cricket Fighting.
Chu Yun took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
"It's too early to celebrate. First, I need to summon the right 'mercenaries' from across the multiverse."
"But… who should I recruit?"
With that thought, his consciousness expanded—
Reaching into the infinite worlds beyond.
Marvel Universe
After the formation of the Avengers, Thanos' plot to seize the Cosmic Cube had been thwarted.
But while they defeated Loki and the Chitauri, the battle also exposed superheroes, aliens, and the supernatural to the world.
Mutants. Inhumans. Superheroes. Alien invaders.
The world was in chaos.
And then—
BOOM.
A sound like the birth of the universe echoed across the sky.
Countless phantom screens materialized across the entire Marvel Universe, freezing all movement.
Before anyone could react, a divine voice thundered in every mind:
[Multiversal Summons]
[The Administrator of the SCP Foundation hereby issues a decree across all realities—compelling agents to enter the Foundation's universe and assist in anomaly containment.]
[All containment missions will be broadcast live.]
[Agents will earn Contribution Points based on performance. Higher contributions yield greater rewards—including benefits for their homeworlds.]
[First summoning begins in 30 minutes.]
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[…]
The moment the countdown appeared, the entire Marvel Universe erupted.
Super God Universe
The war between angels and demons had raged for millennia. Now, both sides licked their wounds on Earth, preparing for the next battle.
Meanwhile, from the depths of the Underworld, Kall's expeditionary force set their sights on Earth.
Angels. Demons. The God of Death.
All gathered at Tianhe City—war was imminent.
And then, the summons arrived.
[Multiversal Summons]
[…]
In a dorm at Tianhe University:
"Holy shit! A summons? SCP Foundation? Anomaly containment? What the hell is this?!"
"Ge Xiaolun, get out here—we're seeing God!"
"I must've jerked off too much. I'm hallucinating!"
This scene repeated not just on Earth—but across the entire Super God Universe.
Kall, poised to strike, silently ordered his forces to stand down.
On Demon Castle, Mengana's mesmerizing eyes stared at the sky, lost in thought.
Honkai: Star Rail Universe
The phantom screens appeared with a terrifying ripple of energy.
The summons reverberated across star systems, spreading through the entire universe.
The Astral Express screeched to a halt.
The Aeons of the Imaginary Tree sighed in unison.
Somewhere, the sound of tidal waves echoed endlessly.
Douluo Universe – Douluo Star
The summons and screens plunged the entire planet into panic.
In the heart of Xingluo City, inside a grand palace—
A stunningly beautiful woman gazed at the sky and whispered:
"A multiversal summons… Is Douluo about to descend into chaos again?"
A confident voice answered from behind her:
"No matter. I'll handle it."
The same phenomenon unfolded across countless universes.
The sudden screens and summons silenced all worlds—
Before the tsunami of shock hit.
Finally—
The countdown reached zero.
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[Countdown complete. Multiversal Summons begin!]
(Author's Note:
This is not your typical Foundation-exposure or compilation fic (I'll say it three times!).
Characters from across the multiverse will personally participate in anomaly containment—yes, the beloved Dimensional Cricket Fights you all crave!
(Examples omitted for brevity—imagine 2 million words' worth of insanity here.)
Additionally, while this is a behind-the-scenes style story, the MC will have plenty of screentime.
In short—veteran author, new work, consistent high-quality updates.
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