I’m In Charge of SCP

Item No: SCP-343

Object Class: Safe

Description: SCP-343 is a male, seemingly race-less, humanoid in appearance with apparent omnipotence. SCP-343 was discovered walking the streets of Prague and detained after a staff member witnessed him disappear from the streets and reappear on a rooftop. SCP-343 is detained willingly in his chamber, as containment has proved impossible.

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-343 resides in a 6.1 m by 6.1 m (20 ft by 20 ft) room at Minimal Security Site 17. It should be brought any items it requests and visited by at least one staff member each day. Attempts to add further safety precautions or required clearances are unnecessary/impossible due to the nature of SCP-343.

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For six months since he arrived in the SCP world, Zhang Jue has obtained a lot of abilities. Not only was he immune to some of the effects of SCP. He was also able to acquire certain SCP abilities by contact. The ability he currently acquired related to SCPs abilities is SCP-049 (Plague Doctor), SCP-053 (Shirley), SCP-087-1 (That Face), SCP-106 (The Old Man), SCP-1013 (Cockatrice), and SCP-2006 (Too Spooky).

Through analysis, it is easy to summarize the characteristics of these SCPs - they are all "alive". By "alive", we mean that they all have a sense of "consciousness" and can be accessed by Zhang Jue regardless of their active or passive abilities. Before SCP-343, the only exception was SCP-701-1, the Hanged King.

Although Zhang Jue had made contact with the resurrected Hanged King, he did not acquire any of his abilities. When Zhang Jue touched him, it felt like he was touching an object - cold. At first, he thought that the Hanged King had already "died" once, and he was not considered a living thing. But this explanation was very far-fetched. Now, when SCP-343, the old man who called himself the God of Creation, was touching him, he felt a very similar feeling when he touched the Hanged King.

From the other side, he could not feel anything special, and although the old man's palm was the same temperature as an average person's, it gave him the feeling that he was touching an object. There was no communication between the two bodies. In other words, he could not get any ability from that old man—such a shame.

SCP-343, the self-proclaimed creator of the universe, was called 'God' by the staff in Site-17. He was the most powerful of all the SCP entities. Zhang Jue had encountered him since he entered the SCP world. It was known that the Foundation had even given up on taking him in from his file.

He existed at Site-17, all by his own volition. If he could acquire some abilities from him, Zhang Jue could score some rich white girl and step directly to the top of his life. But obviously, just like the Hanged King, these creatures of a high-ranking entity have their own special abilities, which cannot be touched by Zhang Jue at will.

It's like you are dreaming that you're lying next to a beautiful naked woman and you want to do something you love, but suddenly you realize that you've become a woman. This is very embarrassing. This is how Zhang Jue is feeling right now.

Obviously, that old man's ability is very powerful and was sitting right in front of his eyes. He was free to touch him, but he couldn't get any of his ability.

"Old man, why are you so relaxed? The world is about to have a disaster, you know? Since you can't take advantage of it." Zhang Jue simply opened his mouth directly to ask questions. This is his usual style, don't question it.

SCP-343 always had a calm demeanor, as if he knew everything in the world. He smiled and said, "The suffering we endure today is for a better tomorrow, and the coming disaster is perhaps for a better future."

Like those so-called worldly experts, SCP-343's words seemed reasonable. But they were all esoteric and metaphysical, and they did nothing substantial to help Zhang Jue's distress, and he hated to hear such blabbering.

Zhang Jue said with no good grace, "Old man, I don't care if you are God or something. If you can't help me, then please stay away from me. I have to eat, sleep and play beans every day and molest virtuous women, and it's very tiring."

SCP-343 looked at Zhang Jue, "Young man, didn't you come to this world precisely for this reason?"

"I didn't come here by choice." Zhang Jue hummed and suddenly looked at SCP-343, "Old man, do you know something?"

SCP-343 smiled without saying anything. Although he had known that this was the result, Zhang Jue was still very depressed and sulked like a child.

"Old man, you better pray that I don't become too strong. Or else one day sooner or later, I will kill all of you, Gods and Goddesses, one by one."

SCP-343 still kept his smile on, completely unconcerned by such childish behavior of Zhang Jue. He asked, "Young man, you came to Site-17 for that little girl, right?"

This old man really knew everything. Zhang Jue sighed, "Yes, I came to see her, but she was asleep, and no one dared to wake her up. Old man, do you know what's going on?"

SCP-343 was known as omniscient. There was almost nothing in this world that he didn't know. What that little girl was going through, he knew better than anyone. He couldn't tell him, and Zhang Jue had no intention of getting an answer from him either.

Cursing to himself, "Those rice buckets, it's only been a few months since Shirley arrived, and they've done this to her. If I hadn't been unable to fight, I would have beaten them up. Shirley must be worried to see me, but I can't get into her containment room."

Zhang Jue was so cynical that he wanted to blow up the whole Site-17. But SCP-343 said, "You want to see that little girl, hmm? It's not that hard, you know."

Hearing SCP-343 say this, Zhang Jue looked surprised. The old man raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Zhang Jue only felt a blackness before his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, the two of them had already arrived at Shirley's containment room.

"What the hell? Teleportation?" Zhang Jue immediately guessed what had just happened.

God is God. I thought when the Foundation asked SCP-343 to prove his ability. The old man just came back through the wall with a burger. Now it seemed that not only a burger, for SCP-343 to get an atomic bomb, I'm sure it wouldn't take much effort.

The bed of Shirley is next to the two of them. Watching the little girl in her frowning while asleep, Zhang Jue's heart could not handle it. He wanted to reach out and touch her, but he was afraid of waking her up, so what he could only do was just sigh helplessly. Even if he came here, what could he do? He couldn't figure out why Shirley was sleeping, or he could only wait.

Just as Zhang Jue was sighing, Shirley suddenly let out a faint groan, seemingly in some pain. Then, her eyes slowly opened. The eyes were clear and transparent. This little girl, whom Zhang Jue had called Shirley, had woken up.