S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters
The once noisy control room had fallen into complete silence.
Everyone was stunned by what Maria Hill had found.
Maria herself looked lost in disbelief.
> "Six hundred to nine hundred kilometers in length…" she murmured.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Nick Fury had only one thought:
> How do you contain something that massive?
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The Void (Knowhere)
> "Anandashesha… I didn't expect other universes to be hiding something so… enormous."
The Grandmaster—an Elder of the Universe, capable of manipulating cosmic energy, time, and dimensional boundaries—watched with intrigued eyes.
He had long tried to trace the dimension where the Foundation resided, but so far, he had found no cosmic anchor point.
Still, he hadn't given up. He continued watching, patiently, from afar.
The anomalies so far—SCP-096, SCP-1983—were interesting, but not overwhelming.
Only SCP-343, who claimed to be God, had sparked real interest.
And now? This.
> "A being over 600 kilometers long..." he whispered, grinning.
"Ego the Living Planet is just over six million meters in diameter. This… this is something else entirely."
He turned his gaze back to the screen, eyes twinkling.
> Could Leon Lake, now on Earth, be a bridge to that universe?
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Asgard
Loki stood frozen.
He used to think he had power—to twist minds, bend reality.
SCP-239's abilities to will anomalies into existence had already shaken his beliefs.
Now?
A second world serpent?
> "My entire worldview is collapsing…" he muttered.
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Back on the screen, Leon Lake continued reading.
> [SCP-3000 is generally sedentary, moving its head only in response to specific stimuli or during feeding. Its body lies mostly within the Ganges Trench and seldom relocates.]
> [SCP-3000 is carnivorous. Despite its size, it shows signs of rapid movement when hunting prey. However, it appears not to require traditional nutrition to maintain biological function.]
> [During feeding, SCP-3000 secretes a sticky, dark gray substance from its skin—designated Y-909.]
At last, the Marvel world collectively exhaled.
> "Thank god it barely moves…"
The relief was short-lived.
> "Wait—did they say it's carnivorous? And what's Y-909?"
Leon flipped to the next page.
> [SCP-3000 is a Class VIII cognitohazard. Direct observation induces severe psychological shifts.]
> [Symptoms include headaches, delirium, false attachments, confusion, and memory alteration.]
The room exploded.
> "A cognitohazard??"
> "It's massive and it messes with your head just by looking at it?"
> "It doesn't even need to move—its existence is dangerous enough!"
Even though they didn't get to see the creature in action, the fear had already sunk in.
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Leon stared at the file, lost in thought.
Across from him, Dr. Kondraki watched quietly.
> "Did that file help?" he finally asked.
Leon nodded, then handed the document back and turned to leave.
But before he could step through the door—
> "Leon, wait."
Kondraki's voice held a rare note of vulnerability.
> "We're equals now. I can't guide you anymore."
"But I have to ask... are you investigating that madness Clef talked about?"
The question froze both Leon and the audience.
Dr. Clef's prophecies—his ravings about reality unraveling, the divine falling, and the inevitable collapse—flashed through everyone's minds.
Leon's eyes narrowed slightly.
> "Why do you say that?"
Kondraki stepped forward, eyes sharp.
> "Since you became a Senior Researcher three years ago, you've applied to visit SCP-343 more than 460 times.
284 of those conversations don't match any surveillance recordings."
The live audience gasped.
> "What exactly have you been asking God, Leon?" Kondraki pressed.
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S.H.I.E.L.D.
"343…" Nick Fury muttered, recalling the cryptic warning:
> 'This world is irreversibly heading toward destruction.'
He remembered Clef's monologue—and the hair stood up on the back of his neck.
---
Leon didn't respond.
Kondraki's tone softened.
> "You don't really know what you're getting into.
You barely understand the Foundation. And you definitely don't understand Clef."
He stared at Leon intensely.
> "Remember one thing—don't believe a single word Clef says."
Leon remained silent.
> "Goodbye, Dr. Kondraki."
He turned and left.
---
The conversation stunned most of the viewers.
But a few began connecting the dots—
> Leon Lake is verifying Clef's theory.
He's investigating the end of the world.
---
As Leon exited the office, a gasping researcher ran toward him.
> "Leon—King Bo! There's been a development with the Pioneer Project! It's… it's trying to communicate!"
The audience froze.
Another SCP?
Another cosmic terror?
Subtitles appeared:
> Project Name: Pioneer
Item #: SCP-1281
Object Class: Safe
Everyone let out a sigh of relief.
> "Finally. A Safe-class SCP."
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S.H.I.E.L.D.
> "SCP-343 was Safe too," Natasha muttered dryly.
> "Safe just means easy to contain, not harmless," Nick snapped.
---
Leon sprinted toward the observation site.
Text appeared on screen:
> [SCP-1281 is a bio-mechanical entity discovered in the Kuiper Belt during routine containment operations.]
> [Roughly column-shaped, SCP-1281 is 12 meters long and 11 meters wide at its thickest. It possesses a rounded base and a protruding top—believed to house advanced analytical systems.]
The audience blinked.
> "Analytical systems? But it's biological?"
> "What even is this thing?"
More details followed:
> [Disc-like receivers and crystalline capsules are located across the surface. Parts appear damaged, indicating the presence of former attachments.]
> [Organic tissue is fused to a mechanical framework—designed for deep-space operation. Struggles with temperatures warmer than the Kuiper Belt. Surface temperature upon discovery: 50 Kelvin.]
The audience got more confused.
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S.H.I.E.L.D.
> "A techno-organic lifeform?" Natasha guessed.
Fury nodded, until the next line stunned him.
> [SCP-1281 appears to have been capable of interstellar travel. Following a catastrophic failure, it became stranded.]
> [Estimated age: 1.3 billion years.]
> "Star travel… and over a billion years old?" Fury murmured.
Could this be the creation of a long-dead alien civilization?
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> [SCP-1281 was dormant when discovered, save for a faint internal light.]
> [It responds to radio signals. Upon contact, it cracked Foundation encryption within an hour.]
> [It began transmitting binary communication, starting with simple mathematics.]
The livestream erupted again.
> "So it's… learning?"
> "Could this be a probe sent by some extinct alien race?"
> "Or worse—still active?"
As Leon approached the viewing platform, the camera cut to footage from Outpost 120-09—the space station monitoring SCP-1281.
Everyone held their breath.
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