With the Song of Genesis finally secured and transferred to Site‑19 under the highest biological containment available, the system rewarded me with a surge of points—enough, at long last, to purchase the talent I'd been waiting for.
Victor Von Doom.
Not the comic‑book caricature that the world would one day know, but the real man behind the throne of Latveria—A flawless fusion of:
Master‑level sorcery
Genius‑level engineering
Physics and robotics expertise
Unmatched strategic intelligence
A man who, in many universes, surpassed Reed Richards, out‑maneuvered cosmic entities, and bent reality to his will through intellect alone.
Exactly the kind of mind I needed.
The moment the system confirmed the purchase, Doom manifested into the world—immediately subjected to the system's compulsory loyalty conditioning. It didn't break his mind or dull his brilliance; it simply directed it. He remained Victor Von Doom—proud, analytical, ambitious—yet unquestionably loyal:
Loyal to the Foundation.Loyal to me.
I made sure of one thing:He kept his independence of thought.The last thing I wanted was a drone. Doom's value came from his creativity, his lateral thinking, his refusal to accept limitations.
He opened his eyes, analysed his surroundings in two seconds, and bowed his head with a calculated, controlled precision.
"Administrator," he said, acknowledging me with that unmistakable Doom authority. "I trust there is work befitting my talents?"
There absolutely was.
I immediately assigned him Class‑3 clearance, enough to handle the higher‑tier anomalies without giving him access to the most sensitive SCPs. He accepted the limitation with a clinical nod—he understood hierarchy, and he understood that in the Foundation, clearance was earned through competence and trust.
Then I handed him the project I knew he would excel at:
The Philosopher's Stone.
His eyes gleamed beneath the steel mask he summoned around himself through a flicker of magic—his signature armor forming piece by piece as if it had always been there.
"Alchemy," Doom muttered, voice low and reverent. "Transmutation. Immortality. A crude but fascinating predecessor to modern material engineering. Yes… this will suffice."
And just like that, Doom became the lead scientist assigned to the study, enhancement, and weaponization of the Philosopher's Stone.
With his mastery of magic, his understanding of matter, and his obsession with perfection…
I fully expected breakthroughs the original Nicolas Flamel could never even have dreamed of.