A boy woke up and opened his eyes, waking up from sleep, he walked towards the window to see a bird perched right outside on a tree, flowers started to bloom from the tree as it slowly grows.
It made a chirping sound, then it's head turned back at him. They stared at each other, he stood motionless as the bird twitched, tears fall from his eyes but he cannot make an expression.
'The flowers it wasn't there before' he said in his head with emotionless expression, he looked as if he had lost all hope for the world.
Flashback.
Yesterday everything was supposed to be a different day. A new start for a couple of two lovers in the roadside happily chatting with each other.
Then they part ways, the girl walked on the road slowly to reach the other side, gentle traffic lights flicker. Suddenly a powerful throaty roar, hitting the girl sending it flying 360, blood splattered across his face.
Tears fell, the wind blew. Petals of red roses scatter across the scene drifting across every direction Falling slowly, the boy's head slowly moving to the side looking at the license plate.
Honking noise echoed in the area, and gasps shrieked, as the people around witnessed the entire event unfold in their very eyes.
The car's window slowly opened, a man's face wearing a suit was shown, was full of sweat as he felt like crying for what he did frantically, suddenly he noticed the man, and they stared at each other.
Suddenly, they felt a vibration in their phones and a whirring noise sounded in their ears, they took their phone's and held it up in their hands showing a logo in the screen.
The logo was of circular design with three arrows pointing at the center, the bottom of the logo displayed the words. Secured. Contained. Protected.
A message appeared while the logo was spinning horizontally, then a deep hoarse voice rang into their ears.
"This message has been compiled by the O5 Council of the SCP Foundation. An Organization dedicated to International security from ANOMALIES."
"An ANOMALY is any entity, object or phenomena, which violates natural law in some way, and are often extremely hazardous."
"The broadcast of this message means the SCP FOUNDATION has failed to contain a powerful anomaly, and the end of the world is immenent."
Giant TV screens hanged up in building walls that were playing ads changed, displaying the same logo and showing the message.
Radios that were playing music and news also changed playing the same message.
"The end of the world has been signified by the blooming of flowers 95% of the land on Earth, and a reduction in global violence."
"To be clear, the blooming of flowers is not itself the cause of immenent apocalypse, it simply demonstrates it's inevitability."
"The exact nature of the incoming apocalypse is unclear, but it is expected to occur within 24 hours."
(A/N: listen to this while reading.
https://youtu.be/g7sl8pfbyGs?si=LLUeDy_iTlWqzzHb)
Suddenly a throaty roar rang into his ears, but he dismisses it. A powerful wind passed him, flowers flew around him, the sunlight cascaded him forming a shadow to his side,
the world was becoming beautiful so why should he matter listening to that sound?
That's right, he should also invite his girlfriend to drink tea, watching the sunset before the world came to an end.
"The SCP Foundation recommends that you take this remaining time to talk to your friends and family, and say goodbye."
Oh right.. she's dead.
"We apologized that we have failed in our mission to protect humanity. It has been an honor to be of service to mankind"
"To all those who have served in the Foundation. Thankyou for your tireless service for many years"
Putting the phone down to his pocket, he glanced towards the dead body of his girlfriend, he cannot feel sad, but the tears cannot stop pouring down, he can only smile wishing if only the world would give him a beautiful end.
He turned his head, looking for the one responsible for her death, but sadly only tire marks were left in the area.
Thankfully he remembered the license plate embedded on the back of the car. If he had a chance to meet the guy responsible for this, he wouldn't to think a second and rushed to beat him into pulp.
Flashback end.
After opening the window, he went down stairs and brew himself a coffee, he walked towards the door, twisting the doorknob. He made it through outside, he sipped his coffee and sighed.
He thought, maybe one last walk to the park will clear his mind from ever thinking of what happened yesterday? Well the world is ending any way so why can't I enjoy it for the last time.
Yeah right, he doesn't have a family, he was an orphan struggling to survive poverty. he never had any friends, that girl was the first ever friend he met in his life, and they even developed their relationship until they started dating.
Their first date was scheduled yesterday, he never bringed any flowers because there were many everywhere. So giving a bouquet of flowers was unusual, because the growth rate of flowers around the world.
picking them up on the inside a restaurant, would be better as they do not cost any money, just like a charming prince picking up flowers in his garden as a present to his mistress.
As he made his way into the park he notices the car parked in the area, he carefully studied and there was damage infront, he moved back, to the back of the car to see the same exact license plate.
'I found him' he said in his mind.
He tiptoed and looked inside the car's window, there he found the man who killed his girlfriend on accident, his face twisted into a horrifying anger, this triggered all his anger from the past was released.
If looks could kill, the world would have already been destroyed from this man, suddenly a thud came from behind him.
He turned right behind, and changed his facial expression into that of a man, who have won a lottery that could change his life, if one ignores the taxes and bills.
Standing infront of him, was a towering man holding a glass cup of beer, the cup was a skull, the man has wrinkles across his face. It was an elderly man, wearing an employee uniform of Meg's diner, the man showed him the aura of death however he cannot understood how.
"Hey kid wanna eat at Meg's diner before the world came to an end? It's on the house" The elderly man said in full of happiness.
Suddenly an idea came struck in his mind.
"Thanks old man" he responded and entered the diner.
A few minutes later.
He came back outside, now holding a knife in his right hand, moving from across the street he started moving towards the vechicle.
When he reached the car he knocked on the window.
The window slowly opened and a man's face came to view, he was wearing a black suit, and riding on him was a woman of age. He was about to respond before a knife lunged at his face, blood gushed out staining his face.
The woman of age besides him woke up disheveled, opened her eyes to see the scene and became petrified, her eyes staring at the knife attached to the face she was jumping on from last night was fatally bleeding.
Infact, she was afraid she was the next target.
Before she could even utter a word, a series of sounds and blood sprinkled like spray in her own face and the car. The assailant was smiling, he was like the devil in the form of a teenager hiding behind a mask.
He smiled as he got what he had wanted, he got his revenge, he stopped stabbing and slicing until the whole car was painted red.
Ironic isn't it? The car was already red, and he painted it fresh blood.
He turned, continued on walking to the park. There was no cops to arrest him, even if theyr paid highly right now, would they even do it? when the world will end in a few more hours?
As he moved passed Meg's diner, two men looked. From infront of the diner into the direction of the car, red painted with blood, it made it even more beautiful along with the garden flowers around it.
They were the elderly man from before, and a man wearing a lab coat with an ID, beside him. If one were to look into the ID, they would have noticed a logo of a circle and 3 arrows pointing at the center.
They were drinking beer, while seeing the whole scene came to play. While there was a performance, they were the audience, looking as to how the artist painted his art from stroke's, using a knife in his hand.
They can only describe it as beautiful.
It was a sunny day where everyone is with their family, some do their hobby one last time, some gave goodbyes, some listened to podcast about twisted, beautiful creatures, and humans, with magic and abilities appearing one after another from different locations.
Some who loved reading and researching, entered a library that was made public, in London, a city below became a tourist spot, bigfoot's aren't classified as dangerous anymore, they now roamed around the world.
And I was in the park sitting on a chair, looking at the ducks swimming around the pond beaming with joy, without looking below, I silently picked a flower and smelled it.
It was beautiful, Golden in color, it has a sweet foral scent, looking at the flower, I was reminiscing about the past where I overcame many trails and tribulations, and now everything, everything came to an end.
I escaped poverty but i did not achieve my dream, I tried to find my parent but I was met with their graves, my girlfriend dies... it was art, everything was fleeting away like it was yesterday.
Now... I have to enjoy the remaining time I had left.... left with nothing to enjoy, but observing flowers.
They were beautiful yes...
Alluring as they may be, appealing what not, But one cannot disapprove that.
The World's Gone Beautiful.
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The prologue is done, but I have no idea as to where he will be transported. And yes, Idk where to start so maybe you guys can give some suggestions.
So I have a question. Is my writing fine? Or is it not up to the standards? I can accept that it's average and will try to improve it, if you point out to where I have made a mistake, I would be gratitude.
And I would also give the MC SCP-682's adaptation. Along with a system, sorry to disappoint you that it is not a gamer system.
Synopsis will be made when chapter one is released, the cover photo and tags will be updated.
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Also I can also give him these if you want just comment in it. Like votes, the more comments it has, I will add it to him now or maybe later.
Vote here:
Scp-963.
Template system.
Scp-458.
Fate system.
Gacha.
Suggestions here.
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and if anyone's wondering which scp's that appeared in here.
Scp-001-Lily's Proposal - The World's Gone Beautiful
Scp-1295-Meg's diner
The Wanderer's Library
Scp-1678-Unlondon
Scp-1000-Bigfoot