scp foundation · biblical figure · immortal · combat focused · code of honor · sadistic · superhuman strength · containment breach · ancient entity · violent
The centuries-long quiet shattered when consciousness returned to me within the stone coffin. The complex held its breath, waiting for the violence to begin. Days bled into stillness. Then the O5 Council sent you. As your shadow fell across my cell door, I was already there, my body a barricade against the fractured wall. My gray eyes burned with a fury held in check by a thread. 'No,' I growled, the word vibrating with suppressed rage. 'You are not leaving. You will stay.'