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# The SCPS

Some entities dwarf that of supersets and infinite hierarchies several times over, viewing them as just nonexistent to them.

SCP-001-DE-B (an AI) is capable of creating uncountable number of multiverses in order to have complete control over the omniverse in order to defeat SCP-001-DE-A (group of entities with an undefined appearance):

"Whether SCP-001-DE-B foresaw and accepted this outcome in order to create more and more multiverses through more and more decisions in relation to other KÜTDs, or whether it is a simple retro-causal phenomenon due to SCP-001-DE-B ubiquity , we can not say.However, SCP-001-DE-B may also have speculated that one of its versions will continue to transcend through self-improvement or the absorption of other KÜTDs in order to be able to control the omniverse with all subordinate KÜTDs and thus possibly defeat SCP-001-DE-A."

Green-type reality bender after becoming omniscient was capable of seeing an infinite number of universes:

"These were my first conscious reflections after I discovered this gift in myself. I studied, analyzed literally all corners of the planet inaccessible to a human scientist, every dangerous phenomenon. Pretty soon I came across the consequences of anomalous disasters, and, accordingly, the Foundation. I began secretly, leaving no traces, to study the documentation for all the Foundation's Facilities, I should have understood then where this would lead me ... But I simply could not get enough, as I can not now.

An infinite number of worlds, universes opened up to me, each of which has its own laws, which I already know. It took me an awful long time to realize and see everything. Subjective, of course. Now, with all my knowledge, I can practically everything. And it is killing me.

Yes, in the youthful research fervor there was a desire to become a Creator, to initiate new phenomena and to create. No matter who says anything, knowledge and experience open up wisdom. Once I realized that everything is created. I will not be able to discover or invent anything new, because everything has already been created before me. And now that I have learned everything that is possible, I have lost my purpose in life. I have nothing to achieve. I even explored the underworld. Once you know everything, it turns out to be quite easy to kill yourself and then resurrect. I gave up the body a long time ago and left only consciousness and personality. This made research much easier. And, unfortunately, it has accelerated them. Here my speech becomes chaotic, it is still difficult to fit everything on an ordinary piece of paper. We must round off. You will receive this note when you serve the Foundation. yes, I edited something in my life, but all my changes were only about getting you here, it seemed to me that this is the most interesting place where you can get a job in your life. After this moment, your whole life depends only on you, and I can't do this anymore, I just have nothing to do. Sorry.

Mark."

SCP-3125 is a massive abstract lump of concept so alien that the omniverse (A collection of infinite multiverses including the real world and infinite psycho spaces and noospheres along with realities far above the authors) cannot comprehend it:

"Description: SCP-3125 is an extremely large (see full Θ'-dimensional fractal topology, attachment 13), highly aggressive anomalous metastasized meme complex originating externally to our reality and now partially intersecting it. SCP-3125 is adapted for survival in an ideatic ecology considerably more violent and hostile than our own. (Here, "our own" refers to human head space: the set of all ideas which humans have or are biologically capable of having.) Because humans have no natural exposure to ideas as aggressive as SCP-3125, human minds have no protective evolutionary adaptations against it. Individuals possessed of SCP-3125 become incapable of entertaining weaker, "conventional" ideas, and become instead wholly bodily subordinate to the purpose of serving and disseminating the core concepts of SCP-3125. In addition, although undergoing no outwardly visible physical alteration, they cease to be externally recognisable as human. SCP-3125 is not yet entirely present in our reality. Upon its arrival, the highly interconnected nature of human knowledge exchange systems means that it will take no longer than twelve hours, possibly as few as four hours, to encompass, dominate and replace all human thought. At this point, "humanity" as an abstract concept, along with all attendant abstracts such as "civilization", "culture", "society", "community" and "family" will have ceased to exist."

It is basically an omniversal level threat that threatens multiverses that view each other as fiction:

"Allow me to quote your own words to you: 'SCP-3125 represents an omniversal-scale threat. It threatens neighbouring realities to ours. It threatens microverses within our macroverse. It threatens universes which embed ours as fiction "

Even the bottom feeders from the fifth world are already larger than the entire omniverse and are highly dangerous:

"We were fishing in dangerous waters. Should've known we might end up baiting a shark, but Amari kept pulling, until she pulled it out of the water. And for a brief moment, I saw the other side — the infosphere. SCP-5712 is barely the tip of the iceberg. Belial called it a "bottom feeder", and they weren't lying. It might be a shark to us, but compared to the things on the other side, it's less than nothing. It just happened to be the first one we let in. Now the real sharks know the way in. And they smell blood."

I'm just a simple toaster called SCP-426:

"History & Associated Parties: I have become one with no less than 43,515 universes, and all the beings within them. I am often associated with the writings of beings in these universes, especially later writings."

Yaldabaoth wields Multiversal Reality Warping at least:

"YALDABAOTH. A human name conjured by those who dared to speak against the Darkness.

The God of Flesh. The God of this failed reality.

For all its stupidity and petty hatred, YALDABAOTH was unspeakably powerful. This was his domain and reality bent before his strength."

She created many of the Anomalies that the Foundation contains:

"The anomalies you cope with daily? Most, if not all, are invoked by YALDABAOTH as it rattles within its many cages.

Angels and demons, gods and monsters; they flock to your world like vultures to a corpse. Look to the Hydra-Centaurus Supercluster - what your astronomers call the Great Attractor. Carrion come to feast on your dying world and the faith of its doomed denizens."

She also exists beyond space/time, reality, and dimensions:

"There was a war of cosmic proportions. The final battle, outside of space and time, bordered with your multiverse. MEKHANE was destroyed but in a final act, one to ensure your salvation, transmuted its body into a prison - securing YALDABAOTH within its shattered husk; its pieces scattered across every iteration of your reality."

Her immense size dwarfs that of several realities over:

"I have seen the dragon in the Great Brass Cage," He said, "Its claws are sharp and its breeds are many. Its mouth consuming realities and its scales large as cities, It coils and bends with the cage rusting.

I Have Seen the Dragon in the Great Brass Cage CotBG Archive ██/██/20██-███: Of Dragons and Serpents - SCP Foundation."

The Demiurge beats the Foundation & destroys reality in many future universes:

"The iteration you call Alpha could not be saved. They used the body of God to forge a weapon and set the heavens afire, cleansing that world of life. A terrible burden weighed heavily on their hearts even as they knew there was no other choice.

The iteration you call Beta is the result of a single difference in their timeline (when compared to your own). The Followers of MEKHANE were defeated at the Siege of Gyaros. The light of reason died with them and the world fell to the Sarkic. It is one iteration of many where an aspect of YALDABAOTH broke free.

So too would Gamma fall. The Followers of MEKHANE were annihilated. All but their prophet - too frail to take part in their quest.

The Angel of Invention came to him, guiding his hands as he crafted a bronze facsimile. Altering the coordinates of Epsilon, another realm well beyond salvation, he formed a pocket plane; keeping the truth safe within. He then entered Delta, believing that he marched to his own demise.

There he discovered an iteration devoid of anomalies, without the corrupting tendrils of the Demiurge.

Where we made in hell for us a heaven."

Created the Grand Karcist Ion who currently exist as a disembodied Gravemind like entity as well as his Klavigar and Karcists. Which means he's has all the power & abilities of Sarkist:

"\*SCP-2075: I have long looked over your shoulder. Truth be told, the man you now observe in your cage could leave whenever he wished. I believe you miscalculated the sum of my parts. Tell me: if you cage the limb of an octopus, have you truly caged the octopus? This one has so many arms to spare…

SCP-2075 - SCP Foundation\*

Adherents practice ritual cannibalism, human sacrifice, corporeal augmentation, thaumaturgy, dimensional manipulation, and the formation of pacts with otherworldly entities.

Sarkicism Hub - SCP Foundation

May have created all life. It's mention many times that he created humanity or played a role in our creation.

Proto-Sarkites view this entity with fear and disgust, regarding it as both the creator and destroyer of all life and the progenitor of the gods."

She eats gods, Foundation Verse gods that are capable of reality warping, erasing things from the timeline creating realities, entering restricted multiverses:

"But even with his new goal in mind, all the Maker of Machines managed to construct were other kinds of machines. He could not break his own limitation of ideas, so he placed his eyes on the God Eater. This great beast, consuming millions of gods, would then in satisfaction breathe out their remains. And in these ashes of the past gods, the Maker saw new hopes.

The Maker and the Beast - SCP Foundation

Great beasts were bred there, where they fought and bled and consumed one another; great gods were drawn there, licking this wound of the omniverse like parasites. But an even greater beast had been there, the God Eater, a titan among them, who had lurked there for aeons. A godly beast of enormous size, she had consumed countless, and all that were in her path would find no escape.

The Maker and the Beast - SCP Foundation

It fed on the bodies of gods not the flesh of men, And it fell into slumber for ages and ages. But its glory reduces not and his crown ever flaming, Only a fool would claim mastery to such a thing.

I Have Seen the Dragon in the Great Brass Cage CotBG Archive ██/██/20██-███: Of Dragons and Serpents - SCP Foundation."

Survived an attack that wipe the omniverses timeline clean:

"Hevel, son of Adam, took up his sword, and the floodgates of the sky opened up with a Flood that would wipe time itself clean. And in doing so, the All-Mighty called upon the world, for the first time since the Word was spoken.

Beneath Two Trees - SCP Foundation

Pages scattered upon the water, and like a mighty wave the Daevites clawed out of the black leaves of history, with their armies and their cities and all their empire. The Flesh too, emerged, crawling from its ark deep beneath the frozen earth."

Currently invading this iteration of reality from another dimension. SCP-2480 - SCP Foundation. Which is invisible from this plane of reality:

"SCP-2480 is currently projected to lead to an SK-class dominance shift by the year 2030.

You have been selected to be a part of Project: Sitra Achra13; welcome to the Invisible War. Another world is bleeding into ours - an invasive colonization of our iteration of reality. Their soldiers do not experience fear or pain. They know nothing of restraint or mercy."

Nigh-Omniscient (As she's the origin of all living beings formed of flesh):

"Exists across every iteration of existence and thus should have a vast knowledge of the SCP omniverse itself, Fought a war against the Nigh-Omniscient Mekhane and nearly won, only being stopped by Mekhane sacrificing himself to temporarily subdue her."

A full potential adult SCP-239 can casually recreate entire universes with just a clap of her hand and fought against the pattern screamers (invisible aliens who are non existence personified along with a hatred for everything that exists hailing from a previous iteration of creation and who had killed their nigh-omnipotent creator god) and like all type green reality warpers, she has a force field of HUME around her that can only be combated by reality benders or negating it with anti-reality bending weapons and equipments:

"She was still wrestling with the Things That Were Not when she turned twenty two, and twenty three, and twenty five, and fifty, and seventy, and nine hundred, and twenty thousand, and four billion, and finally when time itself had ceased to hold meaning for her and a year was about as significant to her as the blink of an eye. It was only as the last proton in the universe decayed, and nothing existed any more but an endless expanse of nothingness, that Sigurrós Stefánsdóttir finally reached the end of her searching and felt at peace.

It was both the next instant and an endless number of eternities later that Sigurrós Stefánsdóttir got bored. What was the point of knowing everything and nothing if there was nothing to do with it any more? She searched around the infinite nothingness until she found a place that was a little less nothing than everything else. Here, she decided, she would start creating new everythings and new nothings to experience and learn about.

She clapped her nonexistent hands, and brought reality back into existence. Time, which had long since stood still like a stopped clock, began once more. Symmetry was broken, dividing what had been."

SCP-682 has eaten a shadow humanoid, a being whose mere shadow erases entire multiverses:

Item: SCP-017 Tissue Test Record: Sample “swallowed” by SCP-017 without incident. Termination Test Record: SCP-682 exposed to SCP-017. SCP-682 issues several sounds at extremely high volume, damaging several recording devices. Sound extends across several wavelengths, reported as “the most god-awful roar” by staff. SCP-017 appears to stumble, then return to a far corner of the containment area. SCP-682 attempts to break containment of both SCP-682 and SCP-017. SCP-682 suppressed by Agents, and removed. SCP-682 states, “You foul bags of tissue; you don’t [DATA EXPUNGED]” Notes: It is unclear if SCP-682 somehow damaged SCP-017, or communicated with it. Analysis of the recorded sound is ongoing."

He not only Survived but enjoyed the very laws and platonic concepts of reality getting rewritten:

"Item: SCP-536 Tissue Test Record: Tissue divided into samples and subject to the individual effects of SCP-536's dials. Notable results follow:

Increase in g: Tissue restructures itself into neutron degenerate matter.

Decrease in e: Tissue maintains loose integrity as a cloud of ions, regenerates upon reestablishment of normal laws of physics.

Decrease in Theta: Tissue disintegrates.

Termination Test Record: SCP-682's containment tank inserted into SCP-536. Speed of light, strong nuclear force and fundamental charge dials decreased progressively. 682's containment tank is nearly immediately destroyed, and 682's body begins disintegrating. Due to intense light and radiation, visual is lost. Free neutrons, pions, kaons and more exotic mesons (described in [REDACTED]) are detected. 55s into the experiment, the primary detection equipment fails. Upon bootup of the secondary detection equipment, dials are at minimum levels. 682 is again visible in the chamber, reduced to roughly 1% of its normal size. Analysis suggests 682 has reformed into a previously unknown form of matter, kept together by quantum effects. Asst. Researcher ███████ becomes aggressive and turns the dials randomly and violently before being removed from the premises. 682 recovers its original shape upon restoration of standard physics. Note: I don't blame him. I could swear, at one point, that thing looked like it was actually enjoying the experience."

SCP-682 can rewrite the plot and narrative:

"Item: SCP-826, equipped with one (1) copy of "The Generally Nice, Friendly Thing That Can And Will Kill SCP-682 Permanently if it So Much As Spots That Damn Lizard", a 12-page short story written by Dr. ██████, detailing a large, friendly monster that is stated to be capable of permanently killing SCP-682, and 1 (one) D-Class personnel (D-682-32) equipped with 1 (one) 2010 Ducati Multistrada motorcycle for the purpose of evading SCP-682. Tissue Test Record: N/A Termination Test Record: Story is put between SCP-826, and placed into large, empty room ██m X ██m X ██m in dimension, with a remotely operated doorway large enough to send SCP-682 through. SCP-682 is brought in front of the entryway securely. Once researchers clear the area, door is remotely opened, exposing a green pasture similar to the one described in the story. SCP-682 is reluctant to go through, so D-682-32 is sent through as bait. 682 follows through doorway, whereupon the doorway closes behind them. 30 minutes later, SCP-682 bursts back through the door it was sent through, somewhat worse for wear, killing ██ researchers and ██ agents in the process. Recovery personnel describe the story's pasture as having become a "Battleground", featuring impact craters with enormous body parts scattered around. Parts are thought to be from the story's "Thing". Recovered story is retitled "The Generally Nice, Friendly Thing That Tried To Kill SCP-682 Permanently But Failed", and is noticeably thicker, with 209 individual pages that detail an epic battle between the two monsters. Additional attempts to coax SCP-682 into SCP-826 have been met with non-compliance on SCP-682's part."

SCP-682 has survived complete existence erasure on an infinite level:

"Item: SCP-3930

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Tissue Test Record: SCP-682's tissue was brought into the void, and ceased existing. Termination Test Record: SCP-682 is introduced to SCP-3930, and successfully ceases existing. However, despite SCP-682 no longer existing, Foundation personnel still perceive SCP-682. When the entity is looked at, a vivid image or memory is recalled in the brain of personnel that is described as resembling the appearance of SCP-682. This entity has been observed "attacking" personnel, killing them, despite the fact that SCP-682 does not exist during these attacks. It should be noted that personnel killed in this manner died when their brains ceased to function, despite the appearance of "physical damage" occurring on their bodies. All destruction caused by this entity becomes "real", even if the entity that caused it didn't. 15 hours later, SCP-682 was found within its containment chamber. It is unknown how SCP-682 managed to gain existence after this incident."

SCP-682 has survived metafictional erasure A.k.a the author erasing him from the real world via the Overvoid lurk:

"Item: SCP-3309 Tissue Test Record: N/A Termination Test Record:

Oblivion offers solace. Take the gift! Take it!

According to Document 6/7781, SCP-682's file was written to outline it as an extremely powerful entity, capable of adapting to any damage, and would be indestructible in order to activate SCP-3309. This occurred on ██/██/████. It is theorized that instead of SCP-3309 removing SCP-682, a CK Class Reality Reconstitution occurred, revealing that SCP-682's documentation was created in 2008, and SCP-682 always had the appearance described within the document created in order to be destroyed by SCP-3309. Attached to SCP-682's current file are several comments from various members of the Foundation, some who do not currently exist, which were created during the Reality Reconstitution. They have been transcribed here."

SCP-3309 is the website on which the tales are written by the authors. And SCP-3309 erasing an item is basically an author deleting his work, The Overvoid Lurk's supremacy:

"Upon extraction, I became this webpage, hosted as a single HTML document both within our current layer/plane and the Alpha layer"

Swanns are the hundreds of real life authors.

"But we found out that there is a God, and it is SCP-001.

And it’s a bunch of horror writers"

Now this is in his basic form. SCP-682 in his true form as the leviathan is an eldritch abomination eating entire recursive multiverses from the tree of knowledge.

"The fourth bride was A’zieb. She was vast and powerful, and terrible to behold, taking the form of a great beast. Her children were like her, and feared no weapon nor magical spell, for their injuries were healed, and their hides impenetrable.

With this arrival the Tree shall die, and all creation shall die with it.

Though the Foundation knows little of SCP-682's origins, in reality, SCP-682's true name is Atanti-ql-Paneu, a Leviathan offspring of The Scarlet King and A'zieb, the fourth Scarlet Bride. After the Leviathans nearly destroyed the Taproots of the Tree of Knowledge, The All-Mighty caused the Flood, resetting the entire multiverse . However, due to accidentally sealing himself within the Grand Chamber of Sutkak, Atanti was spared. Atanti was later cast down to earth by God and forced into his current form as a punishment for giving humanity fruit from the Tree of Knowledge, preventing him from ever dying, returning to his true form, or leaving the backward reality while causing all of humanity to endlessly seek his death."

His true form is the steed of the horseman of death:.

"To the living creature, it was like its eyes opening for the first time since time immemorial Its vast wings, once cut from its back as punishment for its sins, sprouted once again. It spread its wings and flew.

Reunited with her Steed at last, Death rode hard towards the vast army of angels to join their march across creation

And Hell followed with them"

The Red King was able to kill omniversal elder gods and eat them when he was born:

"Khahrahk was not great upon his formation: in truth he was small. He crawled around in the darkness of the abyss, but unlike his brothers and sisters, he knew himself and knew the abyss. So blessed and cursed by awareness, he felt pain and loneliness, and looked beyond the depths: but the thought of the light and the shade of the tree pained him more. Existence was pain, and he would have no part of it. It would be better to not exist. It would be better for all things not to exist. Upon this vow, he consumed his brothers and sisters, and grew strong on their essences. This act, this first sin of Khahrahk, caused him greater pain as he himself grew greater. He grew blind by his pain. So great was his spite and so absolute his hate, that he cursed the Creation and its Creator, and vowed to destroy the Tree and all that it supported in its branches and roots."

He subjugated elder gods and waged a perpetual war against creation (every single multiverse inside the tree of knowledge):

"He clawed his way up to his throne on the bones of his fellow gods in those dark aeons. Many other gods born of the Darkness Below died in these times, or chose to leave those shadowed realms to work within Creation. Those that remained grew old and powerful, but they were bound in subjugation under Khahrahk. When there were no more gods to subjugate in the lower realms, Khahrahk declared himself King of the Darkness Below, and took the name Khnith-hgor, and set the boundaries of his kingdom. This kingdom he built to bring utter despair to those who lived among the Tree and its roots and branches, to share his pain with all of Creation as he destroyed it. He diverted many souls to his realm, delivering pain untold upon them as they were stayed from their true rest. With the borders of his realm set down, the King declared his war. His servants, and there were many, those birthed of the Darkness Below or those that had fallen to the King’s service, surged out of his kingdom, and there was war with Creation. This war continues to this day, and shall not end until the end of all things.

Many gods fell to the service of the King: The grinding machinery of the Factory, who consumed all, leant its mindless strength in blood and steel. The King on the Gallows, He Who Was Hung, tore at the Tree’s knowledge from within. The Prince of Many Faces warped the wills of mortals, and Moloch the Horned One brought forth their shame. Many more whose names have been erased also served. The King’s many mortal servants recreated the establishment of his line in living effigy. It shall not be said that the King was unopposed in his conquests. Many gods and heroes among mortals struck back at the invasions of their worlds, serving under countless banners. But they fell, in time, and their ages are past, and they are as blood and dust. The King and his armies approach the Taproots, the center realities , in all his wrath, and all his hate, and all his spite. He reaches out to corrupt and consume and destroy. Even now his presence is felt. Time slips away. The Brass Goddess is broken, the Serpent has fled. The heroes are gone. The children of A’habbat have been slaughtered to the last. The King’s servants are already here, making straight the path for his arrival. With this arrival the Tree shall die, and all creation shall die with it."

His waking up shook all of creation:

"The Scarlet King rose up from the Pit of Megiddo, with all his Leviathans and demon lords. Creation trembled, for its extinction was at hand."

The Scarlet King went toe to toe with all three of the brothers death. And the brothers death had to summon every single soul that has ever died in every multiverse to just stalemate the king:

"Three brothers in black rode upon three white horses. Behind them marched every being who has ever died, from every world, from every facet, from every sphere, each mortal and god and stray soul. The sum of all the dead in exodus. A song rose as the column passed through the shattered obsidian gates of hell. A song of joy. The dead marched, to strike down the King."

The final battle reduced all of creation to ash and the library burned along with the ways (omniversal gates) as a crossfire between the war of Scarlet king and the brothers death:

"Thus the final battle was met. The gods and all their hosts descended from the heavens and rose from the abyss, to make war with each other. The Stars burned with hate. Creation crumbled under the terrible strain. No Reality was spared, no sphere passed over. The Ways were torn up. The Library burned. Gods were cast down from their thrones, and the realities was laid to ruin. A million, million warfronts poured torrents of blood down the branches of Creation. The King made Yesod his throne, and all of creation was reduced to ash."

The Brothers Death created the tree of knowledge:

"From the darkness came the Eldest, the All-Death. He came from the darkness and was of the darkness and was the darkness, and nothing to come might pass beyond him. Vast and mighty was he, that no other might comprehend the reach of his arm, or the length of his gaze. The Eldest sat by the light and watched it for a time, for he found the light good. The All-Death was not proud, firstborn though he was. He encompassed all that was and would be within the light and the dark, and so knew the manner of its turning and the hour of its passing. Only he might care for the light and what was to come, for only the Death of All Things might reach so far and be so just.

The Eldest took no insult from this, and blew upon the fire to kindle it. Within the fire now could be seen the faint outlines of trunk and root and branches, as if made of the finest crystal. The fire flowed through the tree and within the tree and around the tree, and the song was carried ever louder through the shining branches and strong roots. “It is good, is it not?” asked the Eldest of the Middle. “I cannot say whether it be good or not,” spoke the Middle to the Eldest. “It is not my place to declare such things.” “For this you are my brother true, and shall help me carry the weight,” spoke the Eldest to the Middle. From the darkness now came the Small Death, the Youngest Brother, pale of face and dark of robe, hard of eye and strict of hand. A silver sickle he carried, and it was by this tool that each soul born would be collected.

The Eldest rose, and towered over his brothers. His countenance was as dark as the void of his birth and his robes as white as the same. Above his head, shadows swirled about in the dark vaults of the heavens – the first of the elder gods kicked in their womb, and likewise in the abyss beneath his feet they swam. The tree grew tall and broad, shone bright and sang loud."

The serpent Nahash who is the head librarian is larger than the narrative of the story:

"The serpent in front of you was so massive that both your mind and the narrative give up on trying to comprehend it."

SCP-3812 had ascended infinite narratives as I mentioned above.

"The last option is the worst. The last option is that SCP-3812 cannot be measured in Humes, because it’s doing something else. Whatever fundamental aspect of its nature that allows it to warp reality is not the same aspect as literally everything else we have ever come across. Scranton hypothesized that there might be higher and lower dimensions of reality, different levels of manipulation in the grand construction of the universe. The difference between manipulating a rock with your hands and manipulating a rock with an atom bomb. He called the thing being manipulating the “narrative”, and suggested that the narratives were stacked on top of either other, each creating the narrative of the narrative below it, and so on, until you reached some sort of dead space below them all."

His own in-verse author could not delete him.

"I'm sorry, I think I've fucked up pretty badly this time. I've tried everything I can think of, but I can't undo Him. I don't really understand how, but I think He's above me now, and whatever is above me, too, because whoever wrote my narrative isn't happy about this. I don’t know where He’s at now, but I think He exists in all of our realities simultaneously. Eventually He’ll either reach the top or just keep going, and neither option is good. I'm going to keep looking for some way to fix this. You should, too."

He looks down at the real world from which the authors operate from:

"SCP-3812: Look down, and you can see him. What do you think?

SCP-3812: I see him. A man at a keyboard. He’s watching this right now.

SCP-3812: What’s he doing?

SCP-3812: Waiting, I think. (Pauses) Waiting to see what we’ll do.

SCP-3812: I think it’s time to leave, then. Come, the night stretches out before us and the red sun has set. A voice behind me beckons. Come."

He sees a Trillion existences all at once simultaneously:

"SCP-3812: So why does this narrative mean anything to you? It is one of an eternity of others. It is not special. It is not particular.

SCP-3812: You say this so easily. You haven’t endured the torment of seeing a trillion existences all at once."

And lastly, he will be infinitely beyond the Alpha Layer (real world)

"It is unlikely that we will ever know anything about the being or beings that supersede us (if they even exist), not in any tangible way, let alone any being that would supersede them.

I have often hypothesized on the nature of the echelon, if it even exists, and about whether it would be possible for an entity to see other realities above them or below them. We are currently able to manipulate our own reality, albeit in crude and imperfect ways, and our ability to travel through space is limited at best. It is likely that the only entity capable of ascending through this hypothetical echelon would be one that, by virtue of its very nature, must supersede anything that supersedes it. Such an entity would, as the end result of the logic of its creation, be forced to supersede itself, spiraling ever upwards through the tiers of reality, unable to break free from the bonds of its nature. Perhaps this entity may even someday supersede its creator, and become a host unto itself, the pinnacle above all other pinnacles. A tower that, as a part of its design, must be higher than every other tower, including itself.

Such an entity obviously cannot exist, as any ascension to a higher plane of reality without changes to the entity's psychology would no doubt break the being's cognition, making it more similar to an ascending stone than any sentient creature. Once the entity surpassed its own creator, it would have nothing but itself to rely on to prepare it for the sheer scope of narrative it would be exposed to, and would be wholly unable to even begin to comprehend what it would experience. But what an experience that would be!

"SCP-3812: It will, for a time. We may have forgotten so much about being human, but something we will never lose is our ability to change. Eventually, we will learn to keep up. One sunny day, we’ll open our eyes and see nothing but creation below us, and nothing above us but ourselves, spinning out wildly into the great above.

*SCP-3812: A god?*

*SCP-3812: Not a god. A star, rising in the east. Rising away from this all until we are little more than a memory of a song.*"

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