When Day Breaks For A God

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> = ##800080|//**Opening AUDIO-LOG:001/9982**//##
> 
>>  Years. 
>> 
>> It's been years now, hasn't it? I stopped counting after the 2nd decade... That was so goddamn long ago. It doesn't help that those... //things// don't age. 
>> 
>> The voices outside my door. I hear them in my sleep — //when// I can sleep.
>> 
>>  It took me forever to get Dr. Melody's password. I tried, night after day, and now I'm here. I can finally send a recording out. I wouldn't consider myself lucky or unlucky enough to believe I am the last person alive, but I don't think many people will hear this. That won't stop me.
>> 
>>   I hear their voices. Right now. Little [[[scp-6059|Botulae]]] talks about feeling like a true God. Dr. Melody says she can feel her wife, miles away outside Site-19...
>> 
>>   I am at [[[secure-facility-dossier-site-58|Site-58]]]. Don't bother saving me, I've accepted this. I'm not even one of you. I was contained here, and now I am the only one left. It's funny, really. 
>> 
>> I am Liam, [[[SCP-9982]]]. To the sun, this means nothing, of course. Gods will fall, mortals will be assimilated, plants will shrivel, animals will writhe, and there will be nothing left.
>> 
>>   I've been... practicing... these past years. I didn't try to reverse the sun. I'm not powerful enough — I don't think anyone is — but I have been trying something else. An escape.
>> 
>>   On the off-chance that SCP-001 is an event affecting only our side of the multiverse, I'm trying to build a portal to the one without it. Honestly, I'm worried it's not possible. I'm scared that in the infinite of infinites, we have been locked away. The Foundations of the wider existence, containing us, quarantining us.
>> 
>>   I hope it is not the case. I have prepared the symbols, looked over every single thaumaturgic ritual in your database, and read every file I could get my hands on. This is my last-ditch effort to leave. I had to... lose a lot of blood to do this. Probably one of the few times in my life I lived up to the title "God of Teenagers," huh?
>> 
>>   Sorry, that joke was in poor taste.
>> 
>>   I've carved the symbols, prepared the arch made of what I can gather from Dr. Melody's office, and the few things I can still make with my powers. 
>> 
>> It's time.
>> 
>>   If it doesn't work, I'll walk out the door. I made a deal with those things. They're silent now, for the first time in... I'll just say, in a while. They're waiting for me to try, to fail, to join them... I wonder if the bliss is real? Or just something they fake to lure us in?
>> 
>>   If it works, I'll destroy it from the other side. I am deeply sorry to anyone who hears this, but I can't afford the chance that I end up dooming another world to our fate. The books and materials I used will still be here. If you'd like to try, I welcome you to risk your life.
>> 
>>   Goodbye.
> 
----

  Liam sat down in front of the metal office door. The voices were silent, but the shadows could be seen, wriggling and shifting. "I promised," Gurgles and something like giggling sounded from the other side.

  He looked at the portal. It had worked; there was a swirling black shadow leading somewhere else. He wasn't sure how he knew, but he felt that it was safe. 

Safe. 

The Sun would not find him there. Not this sun, anyway. 

He was sure the portal led to another universe, not some alternate dimension of darkness. Call it divine intuition.

  "It worked. It fucking worked."

  "//We will wait.//" The voices of every staff member, SCP, and animal in Site-58 murmured, voices like honey-coated sludge seeping into his ears. "//We will wait for another. Then, we will follow.//" Nurturing, their voices were. 

And despite everything, despite knowing they were already gone, transformed, and it wasn't them, he felt his tears fall. Embrace them? By hell, he //wanted// to embrace them. He wanted to open the door and end it all. And for a second, just a second, he even considered just opening the door for them anyway. To let them free to the next world. He //wanted// the release.

  "//You will be safe with us,//" the things spoke again, "//you will be home. We **are** your home.//" 

He felt a sound tear its way through his throat, a harsh sound filled with so much pain. Tears mixed with the puddles of blood around him, and he punched the metal wall in frustration. Why couldn't he just walk through the portal? Walk into safety?

   "//Little shard?//" It was //her// voice again. "//Little shard, it's okay. Come into the light. You don't need to be afraid anymore. We're all okay. Just come into the light. Come into the light.//" 

The light. 

  He supposed it was something akin to a toxic relationship. Years, decades of these voices. What would life be without the people who had once cared for him, nurtured him, protected him? The very people who locked him in the office and threw away the key to keep him safe?

  Somberly, Liam stood up. He knew what he had to do. He knew it wouldn't be hard. He knew that he wouldn't regret it. Or, he shouldn't, at least. His feet moved forward, and finally, he let himself fall through the portal. 

The things outside his door lingered for a mere second more before leaving, moving on to the office on the other side of the building, where an MTF was just arriving. Minutes later, the arch made of books, pots, metal, and the many papers in Dr. Melody's office fell apart. The portal was gone.

----

  Liam lay on the grass, looking up at the night sky for the first time in a very long time. He laughed and cried. He was safe. Safe... But where was he? He didn't care. He only cared that he was in a place without the horrid sun, without the things that pretended to be his family and friends. Liam made a blanket from his powers and fell into a peaceful sleep. Unaware that the world he was now in, the world he would soon call home, was [[[http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/doctors-of-the-church-hub|nothing like his original.]]]

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