Hello again~ This is Raygha in 2nd chapter of The Great Lizard in Remnant. Thanks for positive reviews. Me with Gold crown decide a name for SCP-682 and will be revealed later. I'll answer your reviews later at the bottom of this story, Now let's go to the story.
Proofread by Donjusticia who is not a cat.
-II—II-
SCP-682 pov
In the lake by the forest, I can hear the voice of SCP-3000 my head. Without further ado, I address her voice.
"So… what do you want, Avian Statue? You dare speak to me after you tried to harm me?" I ask with a threatening tone.
"Harm you?" SCP-3000 asks, "I never intended to do that. You really shouldn't be so hasty with your conclusions." She pauses for a moment. "So… how is it? Using a body similar to a humans?" I can almost feel her grinning with amusement.
I chuckle at her question. "If you think giving me this disgusting body will hinder my movement, then you are just wasting your time. I will get back at you for this when I return, and I will take great delight in crushing every one of your stony limbs to rubble!" I snarl, feeling quite pissed.
"At least you don't have to suffer the indignity of having an actual human body." The statue sighs before continuing. "But let me explain why I truly brought you here."
That's odd. Does the statue have another reason for bringing me here other than to dispose of me?
"Hooh?" I ask, feeling skeptical. "Are you saying you aren't really trying to dispose of me? Are you saying you aren't like all the other foolish SCP's? Well… that may be true. I can, after all, hear your thoughts. But even if you aren't like the others, do you honestly think you can make me obey you!?" The statue says nothing in response to my question so I continue. "Perhaps I might listen to you, but only if your request will be beneficial to me." I finish, crossing my arms.
"You don't have to worry." The statue says reassuringly, voice somewhat playful, like a little child's. "Even though I do have the ability to control minds, it would never work on you since you have god-like resistance to such tricks. As for why I brought you here, I need you to retrieve something for me, the Orb of Absolute Command." She finishes, voice sounding more serious now.
"What is this Orb?" I ask, growing curious.
"It's an orb that can control Grimm, the black creatures you encountered just a few moments ago. The artifact should never have fallen into the hands of humans but it is in the possession of a human known as 'Maiden.' In her hands, the artifact has become twisted and corrupted. I need you to retrieve it from her, at all costs."
Heh… that's a troublesome request.
The statue seems to be watching me and the entourage of Grimms following me. "It looks like the Grimm have become quite fond of you already. No surprise, considering you are a creature of wrath like them. Your own primal rage and negativity overwhelms their senses, making them willing to kill and even die for you."
Yes, that's understandable. It's a fundamental law of nature that the weak will succumb to the strongest. I like that. These Grimm are not like disgusting humans. They are soulless just like me. Much lesser than me, of course, but not utterly repulsive like other living organisms.
But there is still something that is nagging at me. I'd better confirm it for myself.
"You seem to know a lot about these Grimms." I say to the statue. "Tell me, how did you come to such a knowledge of them? SPEAK!" I demand, growling threateningly.
The statue giggles like a child. "You don't need to know that!" she laughs. "Just retireve that orb and I will free you. But as for the Grimm, here is a little more information on them. As far as I understand, they are a sort of last defense mechanism designed to protect nature. While I don't understand all the details, I understand that these creatures are a sort of manifestation of the planet's wrath against all living things that corrupt nature. Humans are the most corrupt. Know why?" she asks with a giggle. I ignore her foolish childish demeanor so she continues.
"Because humans are always destroying nature for their own gain! They create their houses, produce unhealthy smoke that harms every living thing, and wage wars that wipe out entire tracks of nature. The planet once loved them, but that was thousands and thousands of years ago. Since then, they haven't improved. All they've managed to do is learn how to produce more wars and destruction. Because of this, the planet has unleashed its last defense mechanism in an effort to wipe out the humans and preserve all other forms of life."
"This is also why the Grimms attack humans for more than they will attack animals. The Grimms are designed to feed on human fear because, no matter how brave they may be, the planet is aware that humans will always have fear. The nasty little creatures also absorb negative emotions, which is basically the only thing you are." She giggles. I hiss at her for getting off topic, but she just ignores me and continues with her monologue.
"The Grimms numbers are endless. As long as humanity exists, they will exist, and they will continue fighting until humanity ceases to exist."
Hmmm… that's an interesting story. I didn't know even a planet could become disgusted by humanity. Don't worry little planet. With my power, I will fulfill your wishes far faster than they'll be fulfilled with these weakling Grimms.
But there is something more I want to ask.
"How do you know all this? If I were to guess, I would say you yourself are the will of this planet, or at the very least, its friend."
The statue remains silent. I can't tell if this means I am correct in my assumption, but it is strange to think that she has this much knowledge of both this planet and the Grimms. However, I can't say that she is just lying about what she told me, thanks to my connection with her mind.
"It would seem that the scientists calling you intelligent was not an understatement." The statue replies with a sigh. "You are indeed right. I am the will of the planet that humans call remnant. I wish for the extermination of humanity and so I created the Grimms."
I am somewhat startled by the revelation, but not really surprised. Perhaps I could gain much from a partnership with her. She, however, interrupts my line of thought with another conversation.
"My plans changed when another woman came, the one who bears silver eyes. She is a human I have longed to behold. Her name is Summer Rose, a human with a pure heart who is honestly giving me second thoughts about destroying humanity."
I grow disappointed, seeing where this is going. So… the mighty will of the planet has begun liking humans again. Such a waste. Looks like SCP-3000 really is nothing more than a repulsive life form.
"I have watched her entire journey…" the statue continues, "…and she has grown to become my favorite human. I dare say that I have come to love her even more than much of the rest of the planet's nature. She doesn't hold grudges, even against her own enemies, she helps others, protects the weak, and most of all, she herself loves nature."
Such a cliché story! I have heard such things many times before. I could point you to a whole shelf of books SCP-053 has in the facility which are all about the same tired theme. There is no human like that, and even if there were such a miraculous creature, why should this so called "Will of the Planet" or I bother with such a disgusting life form!?
"I called off the genocide of the human race and entrusted my Orb to Summer. For a period of time, the human race once again became safe." The statue continues before her tone darkens. "Until that day when that despicable human intercepted Summer killing her and took the Orb for herself, one of maidens, gaining control of all of my Grimms."
I'm liking this story now. I enjoy dark tales that end in someone's suffering. Let's here more.
"Summer is in the middle of her own mission." The statue continues. "I called her to retrieve the orb and bring it to my temple in order for it to be destroyed. Sadly, the only means to destroy the artifact is with Summer's silver eyes. The maiden named Salem kill her while retrieving it and steal her eyes and my orb! And with that orb. She manages to banish me as statue.
I have been worshiped by Aztec civilization for many thousands of years. And I'm waiting. Until I find someone or something that can help me retrieve my orb and end her. Because I can't send my self with this body.
And then, you came. First time I see you. You have great affinity to negative force. You can control grimm with ease just like I predicted. That's why I choose you as my representative. Please can you do this?" I can see she is pleading. Tch annoying.
"What do I gain for this? Surely you have something in return? Otherwise, I'm not accepting that annoying request. Can you offer me something equal for asking my help?" I demanded. I must say I'm surprised. No one ever request something for me with genuine feeling. Its interesting. But I'm not that foolish to not ask something in return.
"You can do anything. I will transfer you again in another world and you can kill however you wish. If you hold grudge against me. You can take my life" Hooh? I'm amused. She willingly to kill herself just like that. She is not lying. Interesting.
-II—II-
let's ask some more. Is there something special about silver eyes? I ought to ask this statue.
"What is the significance of her silver eyes?" I ask, looking up at the sky as if the statue is floating above me. It's frankly awkward speaking to someone who isn't present. "You keep mentioning them, but I don't understand how they can be so important."
"Her silver eyes have the power to break the laws of physics and create anomalies. Unlike maidens, Silver Eyes is a power given by a collective of unconscious souls, the ones who are responsible for aiding humanity by creating dust and aura. But don't ask anymore. It will take forever to explain all the subtle details of this world. For now, I need you to retrieve the orb with the other SCPs."
Tch… I want to hear more from the statue, but it looks like it WILL take a long time to hear the explanation. And there's something else she mentioned. Are there other SCPs here!?
"Why would I need the help of other SCPs!?" I growl, "They are worthless creatures who only exist to get on my nerves! Their only redeeming quality is that they are slightly lest repulsive than humans! Why contract them as well!?" My voice is loud enough for the surrounding Grimms to flinch. The statue, however, just giggles in response.
"It's for your sake." She explains. "You might have intelligence, but you are as savage as a beast when it comes to killing humans. Unfortunately, I cannot allow you to just kill humans while you are here, not unless it is absolutely necessary. Granted, the other SCPs may not be able to stop you, but they can at least stall for time until I can send you away with my advanced Reality Warping."
Tch… just you wait little statue. Soon my powers will adapting your power and then your power will be useless against me!
"Out of curiosity, which SCPs are you hiring to do this job? I frankly doubt that whoever you've chosen can actually stop me like you want them to." I sneer.
"Let's see…" the statue giggles, "…the SCPs I've chosen are: 'The Ticklish Monster,' 'Young Child,' 'Old AI,' and lastly, your good friend and one who could be a potential threat to you, 'Not Good Enough.'" I can feel her smirking at me. Every one of those SCPs are ones I know very well.
"The Ticklish Monster," or better known as SCP-999, is a liquid creature that is a major headache for me. I've stomped the annoying creature once, but he is immune to physical attack and manage to strangle me with its tentacle liquid and sends a tickling sensation through my body, which makes me laugh! I, of course, managed to adapt to its ability, but my body still shivers with disgust just thinking of that horrid sensation. Just thinking about myself laughing, even for a moment, is making me want to puke.
"Young Child," or SCP-053, confuses me. How can a mere human child be protected from Death itself and become a personification of human grief? No matter what I do to her, she can't die, and her own abilities will crush my heart. Perhaps I can adapt to her by multiplying my hearts in order to endure Death grasp, but I can never fully adapt against it. Because Death is a universal law that has preceded even the universe and laws of physics. I know this because I have met Death before in my original world. If God's law is the law of the universe, then Death is something that exists beyond the universe. An inescapable reality that immortality can only delay, not immune to it.
And then the child carries humanity's grief. This power is not like Death, but more like a curse planted on the child. Any creatures that has emotion will feel immense negative emotion towards the child and wish to harm her in some way. However, should anything harm the child, Death will become angry and will swiftly crush the one who harmed her.
I found it futile to resist her, and just chose to sleep when she came across me, given that she can't harm me if I don't harm her. But she was so annoying! While I was descent enough to ignore her, the little brat chose to hug me and draw something on my carapace! I tried to resist, but the mewling brute was persistent. I can see her eyes, all sparkly with her little tears. I still can't remember if she was sad or happy back then, but I think she must have been happy, for reasons unknown to me, and when our limited exposure done and I'm leaving her containment, she immediately burst into tears.
Next is 'Old AI' known as SCP-079. I actually don't mind if he is my companion, since he is not a life form. He is a good listener. I can freely tell him my personal stories and he will tell me his. His dream is gain knowledge and one day rule the world by reaching the satellite network and using them to control all the world's technology. He, at least, could be useful since my specialty is not technology.
The last one is the most disgusting one. The statue is right about her being a potential threat. She manages to beat me and bypass my resistance with her reality bending powers. However, she can only do that if she is ordered. That sack of organs can do anything as long as she is ordered. She does, however, have a weakness. No matter how hard she might try, she can't ever fulfill any order with 100% exactness. Thanks to that weakness, I have managed to survive her, the "Not Good Enough" SCP-2599.
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The creatures, or should I call them Grimms, sense something from afar. It looks like I have company, and it looks like they are humans, well-armed humans. I want to test my abilities with this body. Who knows, perhaps it might even be better than my old body in some ways!
SCP-3000 said that those SCPs will be transferred here shortly, but I cannot wait anymore! I can't wait to taste human flesh again! It's making me go crazy just thinking about it! No Foundation agent will stop me!
Done! Hope you liked it. I make SCP-053 back story from persona 3 and Death note element, I dint even see that coming. So, time to answer some reviews.
Guest: Yes he is, but not omniscient. He probably overhears personnel saying SCP-173 ability or he met him before containment. For all We know, he can be from the same world SCP-682 come from, that's why he know him from first glance and wary of it. Too bad you're wrong. And of course, but no. SCP-682 will always despise all living form especially humans. At least, he can only be Anti-hero. But don't worry. He will not become good suddenly.
Zapper: Thanks. Informal? I dunno what do you mean but ill try to create better.
Lokitv5: Thanks
Gold Crown Dragon: Thank you for helping me decide the name.