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The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection
They could not allow such a potential enemy to grow stronger.
As Scorpia realized it, her face paled, and she spat blood. After activating some secret technique, she vanished instantly.
Barely five seconds later, Viggo appeared on the Ghostgator in the exact spot where Scorpia had stood, looking grimly toward the distance. "She ran fast. That crazy woman must have realized how serious this is."
Viggo smiled bitterly. Whatever Felix had discovered at Trinity Falls had to be great enough to be targeted by the Cosmicroot, triggering the Etherstorm.
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Beautiful Scars
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+639********* to Tatiana: I know you're thinking on blocking my number aren't you?
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+639********* to Tatiana: Don't waste your time doing that. I have so many ways to get your new number again. *smirking emoticon*
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+639********* to Tatiana: Anyway, you'll safe with the guy's unit.
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Whoa! Whoa! What the hell!? Who the hell is this person? He's really creepy and weird. He's making me nervous. He's watching! That's all I can say. And wait, he knows what happened to me, so that means he is the one that Jill and Moli saw. And he knows that I stays in Jill's unit with him. That means only one thing, that he is watching me—no, not just me but us, me, Jill and Moliana.
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The Road To Abuja
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#OMNISCIENT_POV
Sadiq ➡ YOU SWINE! You dare show your face here?
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Pure vampire
I open my mouth to ask what’s next when twenty black SUV’s pull up all around us.
Marcos and his men
“I have to escape these fucking vampires” I say exhaustedly as car doors begin to open.
Seb stares at me intently for a moment probably trying to see how serious I am. A second later he has the answer he’s searching for when a spark crosses my eyes. I’m very serious
“I think I can help with that…”
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💿 Disc 2
Theme : Escape
Sub Theme : Attempt No 3
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*2 years later*
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His Mate, My Spy
he said suddenly.
The driver obeyed immediately, slowing the vehicle onto the side of the road while the second vehicle stopped behind them moments later.
Marcus stepped outside first.
Cool evening air hit his face as he looked around, trying to steady the strange haze clouding his thoughts.
One of the agents approached him.
“What’s wrong?”
Marcus looked toward the second vehicle.
“Where’s 23?”
The agent pointed toward the other SUV casually.
“She’s there.”
Marcus stared at him.
“In the vehicle?”
“Yes.”
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Her mother's lover
My throat tightened as I clicked a video file labeled: Prototype 7.
The footage flickered to life.
Maria sat behind a sleek desk, her expression calm and deliberate. “The subject Scarlett Maria Devereux exhibits strong adaptive instincts, emotional volatility, and high persuasion thresholds. Predicted outcome: ideal candidate for control transfer.”
Control transfer.
I scrolled to the next document a contract signed under Damien Cole’s name, dated before Maria’s death.
Subject assigned: Scarlett M. Devereux. Objective: integrate emotional dependency and ensure asset compliance.
I couldn’t breathe.
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His Discarded Mate
Sarah, how do I know which one?
She spoke urgently into the microphone. Look for the code SC-47, a blue vial.
Got it. Grabbing it now.
Relief flooded through me, overwhelming and fleeting, nearly buckling my knees.
Harrison, report? Nathaniel asked, voice edged with worry.
Static.
Harrison?
More static, then a guttural grunt of pain. Harrison's voice, strained and rough: Shoulder's hit, but I can still move. They're everywhere. Every exit route we planned is compromised.
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THE BILLONIARE UNWANTED SUBSTITUTE BRIDE
The Siberian wind howled outside the facility, screaming like a ghost mourning the resurrection within. Inside, heat hissed through the vents, fighting off the bitter cold as the lights flickered above Scarlett, Sebastian, and Damien. They moved as onebsilent, precise, deadly.
Scarlett’s gloved hand tightened around the biometric scanner as they passed the second firewall gate. Beyond it lay the underground lab that birthed something never meant to exist.
Something that bore her face.
“Thermal readings show movement ahead,” Damien said, watching the pulsing screen on his tablet. “She’s awake. And she’s not alone.”
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The Alpha's Broken Mate
The damp air of London's underground tunnels clung to my skin, rank with the smell of sulfur and centuries of decay. I signaled the team to halt, my eyes adjusting to the darkness.
"Scent markers ahead," Lucas whispered, his military training evident in his precise movements. "Two hundred meters."
"Everyone clear on the objective?" I asked, adjusting the tactical pack containing Amelia's stolen files against my back.
Sophia nodded, her dark eyes gleaming amber in the low light. "Get in, confirm virus distribution points, get out. No engagement unless necessary."
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Frequently Asked Questions
Man, SCP-034 is one of those creepy entries that stuck with me after browsing the SCP Wiki late at night. It's labeled as an 'Obsidian Ritual Dagger,' but that undersells how unnerving it really is. The artifact resembles an ancient Mesoamerican blade, and anyone who touches it starts compulsively reciting an unknown language while carving symbols into surfaces—including their own skin. The real kicker? Victims eventually bleed out from self-inflicted wounds, but not before 'completing' some ritual. The Foundation’s logs mention missing personnel who vanished after interacting with it, which makes me wonder if the dagger’s 'ritual' opens a door to something worse.
What gets me is the ambiguity. Is it cursed? A gateway? The file doesn’t spell it out, but the containment procedures hint at fear: it’s kept in a soundproofed box with robotic handlers. No human contact allowed. That level of precaution says everything. I’ve read hundreds of SCPs, but 034’s blend of body horror and cosmic mystery lingers—like it’s halfway between 'The Thing' and an Aztec horror myth.
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