Little White Goose

[Special Containment Procedures] 
Calamity neared, and a special Containment Subject known as "Bonfire Company" awoke from its slumber, sending out invitation after invitation to join its ranks—
"When The Night comes, there ought to be someone to light a fire, to illuminate in all directions."
At the same time, it also brought forth a prophecy.
In the year 2044, at the end of a year, a dark disaster would descend from the heavens.

SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire

"This... no wonder my reputation is so bad; as soon as I come in, it's all curses. It's all because of you little trolls..."


Colin browsed through it briefly, feeling utterly speechless inside. Damn it, with all these seals showing off every day, everyone else was bound to resent him by association. It would be a miracle if his reputation hadn't suffered...


After all, only a fraction of people obtained Talents; the rest could only watch with envy, jealousy, and hate.


The catch was, these people had spent just as many Points as everyone else, if not more...


Over time, this resentment naturally concentrated on him.


"Sigh, this won't do. I haven't even flaunted my original 'Beastification,' and you're all having a great time showing off."


Colin shook his head and sighed, reflecting on how the youth of today lacked steady temperaments—he made up his mind to ask Miss Bunny if she could come up with a name for his "Beastification" as well.


Chapter 254 In the Quagmire of Natural Disasters_1