Dopaenth

Luo Shu, an avid enthusiast of anomalous phenomena, found himself transported into a world where the anomalies were all too real—but his luck ran out when he was condemned as a death row inmate, forcibly conscripted as expendable labor.

From that moment on, the Anomalous Containment Facility gained a new D-Class personnel: one unnervingly adept at containment. And with him, the world began to change...

This is a brand-new timeline. These are real anomalies.

Here lies the original SCP-173, the blood-drenched bride SCP-231-7, the shadowy O5 Council, the relentless Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand"), the insurgent Chaos Insurgency, the looming XK-Class End-of-the-World Scenario, the reality-anchoring Stabilization Anchors, and the enigmatic SCP-2000 ("Mechanicus Deus Ex Machina")...

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SCP: Class-D Containment Specialist

From the moment Luoshu spotted Abel, those glasses stood out.

This was a man who never wore clothes—why would he suddenly don eyewear?

Something was off.

Luoshu just didn't know what the glasses did.

If they countered anti-memetics, that'd be disastrous.

Given the irreconcilable conflict with the Foundation, future clashes were inevitable—he had to figure them out now.

To test the glasses, Luoshu teleported behind Abel.

Abel instantly pivoted and slashed—no hesitation, no external cue.

Conclusion: The glasses let Abel "see" him directly.

Luoshu wanted to snatch them for study, but Abel's relentless attacks left no opening.

At this range, unarmed against Abel's sword, it was only a matter of time before he got hit.

But as he scanned for exits, he noticed:

"The God" and Barbie wore identical glasses.

Their gazes tracked him unerringly.

They were flanking him, forming a three-way pincer with Abel.

Abel's spatial fissures.

Barbie's spatial shards.

"The God's" spatial barriers.

So before the net closed, Luoshu scaled a nearby building—just like at Site-CN-06.

But this time, no easy escape.

Abel's sword carved a gash through the facade, forcing Luoshu to dodge mid-climb.

Above, "The God" hovered, erecting barriers to block his path.

Barbie, grounded, fumed at her inability to chase.

The field commander, however, acted fast:

Bullets rained toward Luoshu.

His first instinct: Teleport behind the MTFs.

But that'd be suicide—"The God" would barrier-block him like last time.

So he retreated, blinking back into the Sanlitun crowd.

Now, only Abel would attack recklessly; the rest would hesitate to harm civilians.

As expected, the commander held fire, eyeing Luoshu's position conflictedly.

With just Abel to deal with, Luoshu taunted Barbie and "The God"—testing if the glasses showed visuals or just coordinates.

Confirmed: Tracking, not sight.

Frustrated by the stalemate, "The God" overruled the commander:

"Shoot! All of you! He's right there!"

But the Site-CN-02 MTFs balked.

"No O5 authorization, no firing on civilians."

"The God" called in the order, seizing command.

"Aim at Abel's target. Suppressive fire!"

The MTFs reluctantly raised guns—but most deliberately aimed high, sparing the crowd.

"The God" seethed:

"Lower your barrels, or I'll escalate to nuclear options! You'll all die—along with half this city!"

Touched by the MTFs' integrity, Luoshu decided not to exploit their mercy.

He leaped clear of the crowd, shouting:

"Fine! Fire at me, old man!"

Fire At Me!