I’m In Charge of SCP

Just when the man was about to take Yang Xue away. A voice with a hint of frivolity can be heard. It has a teasing feeling, a bit of provocation and full of killing intent.

The man turned back in horror. He saw a young man, holding his shoulders and looking at him with an displeasing eye. Clearly this was Yang Xue's consciousness space and this place had been transformed into hell by him.

Where did this man come out from?

Needless to say. The person who stopped him was none other than Zhang Jue. Zhang Jue had just arrived in the middle of Yang Xue's consciousness and found that the entire world had been changed beyond recognition. It was full of killing, bloodshed and violence. The people he encountered had their eyes on him. Only this park was intact.

Here the last vestiges of Yang Xue's sanity remained. Yet he had just found Yang Xue when he saw a weird man making a move on her.

How could he not be angry?

He lifted up the man in black with one hand. The man in black no longer lived up to his calm and he said in terror, "What do you want?"

"What do I want? Of course, it's you."

As soon as Zhang Jue's words left his mouth, he smashed his fist into the man's nose, which was Zhang Jue's best fist. The man screamed, trying to ask for others help. But this park was Yang Xue's last stand, and she couldn't quite control it yet.

Zhang Jue took him by the collar, "What's the matter, you don't like it?"

The man looked at Zhang Jue viciously. "Where are you looking at you horse?"

Another punch landed. This punch was so powerful that it hit the man's eye socket, Zhang Jue let go of his hand, and the man flew out in a flash. He rolled several times on the ground before getting up in a heap.

The man in black knew he was no match for Zhang Jue, so he turned and ran away. Zhang Jue spat and didn't bother to chase, he then turned to Yang Xue. He knew that the man was just a figuration of SCP-3125 and he wanted to kill her. Ultimately, it was up to Yang Xue to see if he could resist the effect of SCP-3125.

"Hey, wake up. It's already morning!"

Zhang Jue gently tapped Yang Xue's cheek. Yang Xue raised his head to look at him, her eyes were confused

"Who are you...?"

Facing the man in front of her, Yang Xue froze. The person gave herself a familiar feeling, like an old friend of many years. But no information about him existed in her own memory.

"I'm your boyfriend." Zhang Jue blurted out, "You were abducted and sold here. I'm here to rescue you now."

"Boyfriend?" Yang Xue's soul was affected by SCP-3125, but the basic mind was still there, "How can I... forget about you?"

"Because you've lost your memory." Zhang Jue continued to babble, "You wandered away from home. See that man? it was he who abducted you. Don't come near him in the future. If you saw him just beat him until he's dead."

Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue, half believing in his statement. In fact, any normal person could see that Zhang Jue was casually talking nonsense, but Yang Xue had been affected by SCP-3125 for so long that her judgment was now almost zero.

It was SCP-3125's strategy to continue infecting her, but it was also convenient for Zhang Jue so she didn't suspect too much. There was actually another reason. After seeing this man in front of her, she inexplicably felt something in her heart.

Her previous state was confused and helpless. It was like a homeless little girl, drifting away in the world. This man in front of her was like her guide, allowing her heart to be at peace. It was as if her world had become brighter once this man with a gangster like look appeared.

Zhang Jue took her with him and the two of them left that park together. The outside world had become very cruel. People have become apathetic to each other, only taunting and cursing at each other. Violence can be seen everywhere.

Yet Yang Xue was unmoved by this, seemingly long accustomed to surviving in such a world. She didn't join in, but she didn't discourage it either. As if everything that was happening around her had nothing to do with her.

Zhang Jue looked at her and probably guessed what she had gone through during this time. He also knew that if Yang Xue's will was a little weaker, she might not even be able to wait for him to arrive.

As the two walked along the edge of the road, Yang Xue looked at him and suddenly asked, "Can you tell me about us? I suddenly realized that I really don't remember anything from before."

"Our relationship? Like a child without a mother, it's a long story."

When it came to nonsense, Zhang Jue was a pro. He soon came up with a romance novel in his head. "It was a snowy night, and I was alone on the roof watching the stars..."

Yang Xue frowned, "Since it was snowing heavily, how could there be stars?"

Zhang Jue glared at her, "If I say there was, there was. If you want to hear it, just be quiet and don't interrupt me."

"I'm sorry." Yang Xue said, "Go ahead, I'll listen."

Zhang Jue stroked her head, "That's a good girl."

For the next hour, Zhang Jue used his unparalleled ability to make up a love story on the spot. If it was put on a certain webpage, it would definitely get a lot of likes.

"After I donated all my corneas and kidneys, the doctor told me that I had finally found someone who matched my bone marrow, and that was you. You risked your life to transplant the bone marrow to me, which eventually gave me my life back. After we got together, you had a car accident and lost your memory, and I've been looking for you."

Leukemia, car accident, amnesia, Zhang Jue is considered to have used all the common tropes in romance dramas. When he said this, he was full of pathos and seemed to have moved even himself. Zhang Jue's story has many twists and turns, Yang Xue looked at him with full of incredulity.

"You're saying that I risked my life to save you when we didn't know each other?"

"Yes." Zhang Jue nodded, "That's it."

Yang Xue frowned, expressing doubt that she would never do something like that. In her perception, at least in this world. rescuing a person she didn't know was simply impossible. Zhang Jue guessed what she was thinking and smiled faintly.

He gazed at Yang Xue, "Do you know what attracts me most about you?"

Yang Xue followed his gaze and found that he was looking at her chest. Her face instantly flushed. "What are you thinking about!?"

Seeing her react like that, Zhang Jue was furious: "In your eyes, am I that shallow? What attracts me is your kindness, kindness!"

Yang Xue froze.

Kindness. What is that?

She can understand happiness, anger, sorrow, sadness and joy.

But what is kindness?

In her mind, there seemed to be no such concept at all.

"Eh..." Yang Xue covered her head and bent down, looking very painful. The more she thought about the meaning of kindness, the deeper the pain she felt.

"Yang Xue, Dr. Yang. Look at me!" Zhang Jue broke Yang Xue's shoulders and forced her to look straight at herself. "I don't care what you've been through, but you mustn't forget why you're here! Do you remember your father, do you remember your uncle? Do you remember those colleagues who died for the continuation of humanity? You are a doctor of the SCP Foundation! Defeat it! Defeat the evil thoughts in your heart! Find yourself!"

Zhang Jue's words kept echoing in Yang Xue's ears. She felt a splitting headache, as if there were countless worms gnawing at her head.

SCP-3125 also seemed to know that this was a critical moment and shouted in Yang Xue's mind, "No one doesn't like killing and certainly no one doesn't like violence. Don't repress it, free yourself. Kill everyone you see, you are the master of this world!"

Reason and madness kept launching a battle. Yang Xue grabbed her hair and nearly collapsed. The effects of SCP-3125 caused her a lot of pain. She felt like she was plunged into an abyss. All around her was a boundless darkness.

Zhang Jue looked at her and a strange emotion flashed through his heart.

He sighed and leaned down. He whispered in Yang Xue's ear, "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens. I'm always by your side."

His voice was small. But for Yang Xue, it was like a lighthouse on the sea. Guiding her direction. The darkness was gradually dispersed.

In the next second, she opened her eyes. Her vision were clear.