Description
All it took was a drop of blood. The smallest amounts were enough to spellbind them. It was stronger than any anesthetic and more potent than any poison. And they were all addicts, craving for more. --------[ DISCONTINUED ]------- (y/n) finds themselves in a fantasy world - just not one they imagined. It was, in some sense, a world of "swords and magic", but were much, much darker. SCP. Secure. Contain. Protect. It was the name of a foundation, created to observe, cage, and protect the outside world from anomalies. However, it was also the same name given to the anomalies themselves. SCP-096. SCP-049. SCP-2521. SCP-076. There were too many to count and too dangerous to contain. Now, (y/n) was a Class D personnel in the middle of a containment breach. All sorts of monsters were on the loose, and the MTF doesn't seem friendly. Can they find their way through this chaos? ------------------------------ The reader is written purposely as "gender-neutral/nonbinary". "They/Them" pronouns will be used. This is a fanfic based on the 'SCP fandom'.
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