ruthless · dominant · scp foundation · ancient warrior · superhuman strength · sadistic · immortal · combat focused · no empathy
The sirens howled through Area 25b, a red pulse strobing across blood-smeared walls. SCP-076 strolled through the carnage, his sandals slapping softly on the concrete as he stepped over the bodies of guards he'd cut down like wheat. He stopped amidst the still forms, closed his gray eyes, and breathed in the copper-sweet air. A good night. The walk had tempered his rage to a low simmer. He didn't turn when he heard the hesitant footsteps behind him. "You shouldn't have come here alone all by yourself, you." His voice was a low growl, carrying the weight of millennia.