Some island in the distance, 15 million kilometers from the nearest shore. On it was a vast metropolis of machines. From a distance, the entire island appeared to be formed like a massive gear.
The City of Gears, the final bastion of the Church of the Broken God, is located here. Let's close the distance a bit.
The buildings are connected by numerous tunnels, and one of the tunnels has a fast-moving vehicle with an odd design in it. Numerous shuttles are circling above the tunnels, on the lookout for any potential hazards. It appears to be a futuristic metropolis.
A blond man was sitting in an office in the main structure of Gear City and gazing out the floor to ceiling windows into the distance. He appeared rather slender in a black suit, white shirt, and glasses with gold rims.
People would assume that he was presumably a civilian employee of some department if he showed up in a government building. Nobody would have imagined that he was Robert Bumaro, proprietor of the City of Gears.
Without a doubt, Bumaro is the most powerful guy in the Church of the Broken God at the moment. Even the three main branch churches at this time have given up their earlier misgivings and fully obey his commands.
The Church of the Broken God's fighting prowess reached an all-time peak under his direction. Even the GOC did not dare to assault them since they were unsure of their chances of success. Bumaro's face remained devoid of delight in spite of this, and his deep eyes were filled with unceasing worry for the future.
When the door behind him rang, Fuchsia, Bumaro's personal secretary, entered the space. A pale blue gem was put over her eyes on her left side.
"Lord Bumaro" She owed a very small bow.
Without looking around, Bumaro let out said, "Speak."
"SCP-1139 and SCP-2105 have both been successfully collected by the four teams who left last month and are returning to Gear City, but SCP-882 and SCP-629 have yet to be reported" Fuchsia read in a robotic voice as she opened the report in her palm.
"Miley and the others have applied for reinforcements, and I expect there will be results soon. What's going on with SCP-629?" Bumaro said slowly. "SCP-882 is the Foundation's primary defensive project. It is enormous and has a very strong sense of machinery, not good to operate."
Fuchsia said, "Miranda's crew attempted to call the folks in the station after arriving in China using the way left by our people, but their called never reached. After some research, we discovered that the earlier incursion most likely caused the death of the inside guy who had initially resided at Foundation Site-14. They stated in their most recent report that they would utilize the "Tears of God" to infect the site's visitors, but because they haven't replied in two weeks and can't be reached here, I assume the situation is not very hopeful."
"Two weeks without communication indicates that something has happened." and Bumaro hummed, "They've definitely ended up in the custody of the SCP Foundation."
After a little pause, Fuchsia questioned, "So, are you going to save them?"
Bumaro shook his head and said, "The Foundation is not the GOC. Miranda and the others will not currently be in danger of losing their lives even if their plan fails. What I am most concerned about is where SCP-629, or the Heart of God, has been hidden by the SCP Foundation. Without the Heart of God, all our plans are meaningless talk."
"Ignore it," Bumaro sighed, "No matter the strategy, we have to get all of God's body back."
Bumaro spoke without much enthusiasm yet with a distinct presence.
"God, will be complete." Fuchsia said as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
Fraser let out a sigh of relief as if he had just finished a very significant rite. She observed Bumaro's back as she hesitated to speak.
"Say what you want to say." Bumaro murmured, as if he could sense the pain in her eyes.
"He left the City of Gears this morning, my lord."
Bumaro hummed; he was well aware of this situation. That person deserves a lot of credit for helping the Church of the Broken God expand to its current size and bring the three main branches together.
Bumaro would not have been able to decide to seek out every god's body without him. He spent a lot of time working for the SCP Foundation and is not a part of the Cult of the Broken God.
Even Bumaro feels ashamed of himself since he has a deeper understanding of the Broken God than any of them. Bumaro also finds it difficult to justify compelling him to remain.
"He won't reveal the location of the City of Gears, right?" Fuchsia hesitantly questioned.
Finally, Bumaro turned around and regarded Fusha. "Do you really believe that the SCP Foundation and GOC won't be able to locate us considering how small the Earth is overall? Even if they know the location of the City of Gears, they will not come to test our bottom line as long as we don't affect their bottom line. They simply believe that employing a lot of men and resources to get rid of us will involve a significant risk and the loss won't be worth it."
Bumaro's gaze abruptly became more subdued as he continued. "If he does, that also implies that God has given up on us."
Fusha hesitated to speak for a minute because the subject was so serious. Bumaro seemed to be considering something crucial as he paused for a while. He then let out a sigh as if he had already made up his mind.
"Fuchsia, alert the church staff that time is running out and ask them to prepare."
Bumaro turned around and returned his gaze to the water through the window. "We must give the Foundation an ultimatum."
...
After lengthy exchanges with Zhang Jue and Simmons, SCP-079 drew a cross on the screen impatiently. The difference was that whereas Zhang Jue had been bugging this computer for over an hour, Simmons had only spoken to SCP-079 for a little under twenty minutes before being ignored.
The surveillance staff were unsure of exactly what they had said because Zhang Jue had covered SCP-079's room camera. The rules and regulations of the Foundation were truly gravely violated by this. They would have been taken into custody at the drop of a hat if it had been anyone else.
He doesn't mind teaching each other how to draw the word "death" on their faces if they really aren't afraid of it and dare to interrupt his talk with SCP-079.
Even the site director, Walnut, is taken aback. He readily understood what Zhang Jue meant to the Foundation as the director of Site. He had already predicted when the personnel enquired if he planned to break into the SCP-079 containment room under the guise of fiddling with it.
He didn't resurface until Zhang Jue left the containment room, when he painstakingly explained what was at risk and promised to make a report about it and send it to headquarters.
Whoever wants to submit a report should do so without hesitation; if he is hesitant, his name is not Zhang. Zhang Jue has long observed nothing remarkable about this form of "impeachment."
He also understands that Site Director Walnut is only a temporary period, thus we are exempt from duty.
Who made the claim that the software has low emotional intelligence? This elderly man is not bad at tricks. Zhang Jue was going to flirt a little when he wrapped his arm around walnut's shoulders and stroked his sparse hair. There was an uproar outside, and Robert, the Site Director's Secretary, hurriedly approached the two of them while appearing to have an urgent matter to attend to.
"Robert, what is it?" Site Director Walnut frowned.
"Advisor Zhang has been called by someone from headquarters," Robert quickly stated, "Something's wrong," as he turned to face Zhang Jue.
Robert had a reputation as the Site Director's Secretary for being a very trustworthy person who never overstated. He was absolutely correct when he indicated there was something wrong. His depressing expression tells you that nothing will be tiny.
Zhang Jue had an odd expression on his face and was muttering to himself. Site Director Walnut's report hasn't even been prepared yet; it's not the correct time to send someone to arrest me.
When he noticed Robert's grave expression, he inquired, "What's going on, can you tell us more about it?"
Robert hesitated briefly before continuing, thinking of a correct word to say.
"The Cult of the Broken God has declared war on the Foundation" said Robert.
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Actually, the people sent by the headquarters couldn't have said so much to Robert given his rank. However, the special agent from headquarters was unaware that the lounge they were in was equipped with multiple surveillance probes and listening devices.
Initially, Zhang Jue prepared for something like this. Robert had unintentionally heard something he shouldn't have and that also rendered him relatively powerless. A cult like to the Church of the Broken God recently lost control and took control of the Foundation's SCP project, undoubtedly for malicious purposes.
I honestly have no idea what's going through their minds because they're now threatening to go to war with the Foundation.
...
Site Director Walnut didn't emerge because the two special agents from the headquarters were here to locate Zhang Jue. Zhang Jue had to be brought to the lounge by Robert. The two special agents didn't need an introduction to recognize Zhang Jue because he had black hair and black eyes.
The three of them were given space to converse after Robert spoke a few friendly words to them, located an interface, and left the lounge. Of course, he also turned off the switch because he didn't want to unintentionally hear any more horrific news.
The two special agents, one named Kerr and the other Hansen. Their age were like an apprentice and a master. Actually, they were just Foundation agents at first, but due to various circumstances, there is currently a severe manpower shortage at the Foundation headquarters, so they dispatched the two of them over.
You can imagine that things have indeed gotten rather serious because at this point, instead of calling and sending emails, they were dispatched directly to explain the issue.
"Advisor Zhang, something has happened." After Robert left, the old agent called Hansen said.
Zhang Jue handed him a glass of water, "Speak slowly, what's going on?"
"Uh..."
Hansen struggled to begin for a time because there was so much going on. Even after giving it some thought, he still felt like saying, "Advisor Zhang, there is a Foundation site that has fallen."
"Hmm?" Zhang Jue had not expected that the first news he heard would already be so shocking. "Where is it?" He asked.
"Area-125."
As mentioned previously, the Foundation essentially classified security facilities into a number of tiers, ranging from large to minor, based on their size and utility: site, area, Sector, Unit, etc. Sites with the prefix "Area" should not have a large facility or a large number of employees. In most cases, they are dedicated to a particular project. Area-125 is one of them.
"If I'm correct, this matter is also related to the Church of the Broken God, right?" Zhang Jue asked.
Hansen gave a head nod. Zhang Jue covered his forehead, and sure enough, it appeared that this gang of maniacs was not prepared to stop until they had gathered all the pieces of the Broken God.
He asked again, "Which object is stored in Area-125, please? Who or what is it?"
"It's SCP-882" Hansen muttered as he nodded and glanced around.
...
SCP-882 was a collection of conveyors, pulleys, cables, screws, and gears that had been built at random. They were all constructed of the same alloy, which was created from several metals. Any metal that comes into contact with SCP-882 bonds to it permanently and eventually becomes a part of it; organic material is unaffected.
Hallucinations, predominantly of grinding and tapping sounds, will be experienced by people who are in close proximity to the project for an extended period of time. The only way to stop these noises from getting worse is to add metal to the project.
Extremely delirious subjects will push themselves into the project, crushing themselves to death nearly instantly, and their bodies are typically drawn in and cannot be recovered.
SCP-882 needs to be kept in seawater, and only real seawater can stop its movement.
...
Simply said, this SCP project is another one that has a close connection to the Church of the Broken. Naturally, those mad fanatics grasped it to revive the noble cause, as is only natural.
"Why isn't Area-125 still a little more cautious?" Zhang Jue questioned, "Since there have been multiple incidences of thievery by the Cult of the Broken God."
"Actually, the headquarters had already sent an MTF team over there before to the incident." Hansen sighed.
What was the outcome, Zhang Jue said with a raised eyebrow.
"They were all destroyed." Hansen shook his head, "The members of the Church of the Broken God destroyed the entire place with rocket launchers."
Wow, really?
Zhang Jue noticed that something wasn't quite right right away. Except for the mechanical features of their adherents, the Church of the Broken God normally behaved in a reasonably reasonable manner, despite the Foundation and the GOC's recognition of them as an evil religion. However, recently it appeared that they had modified their behavior.
Those individuals sought to use SCP-217 to infect the entire facility at the time of Site-14, but today they are more direct and are advancing with rocket launchers. They won't hesitate to annoy the Foundation, locate their hideout, and then eliminate it all at once?
Why can't they tolerate it now when Broken God has remained dormant for such a long period, regardless of whether it is raised from the dead today or tomorrow? Questions began to surface one by one in Zhang Jue's mind.
Zhang Jue hurriedly remarked, "What else? hurry up and explain it together, you are even more nosy than Simmons," after observing Hansen's bloated face.
Although Hansen didn't know who Simmons was and appeared ashamed, he didn't seem like a kind guy.
"The Church of the Broken God has declared war on the Foundation, which is the final and most significant news."
"What in the world?" Although Zhang Jue had once heard Robert mention that, he still couldn't believe it when it actually happened. Zhang Jue zippered his ears.
"Wage war against the Foundation? only with them? How did he get the courage? The birthday boy is honoring the ruler of hell in this way. They were really tired of living!"
When Hansen noticed Zhang Jue's emotion, he spoke up and said, "It's not a full declaration of war, but they placed a condition that the Foundation hand up two SCP projects within three days, or else-"
"Or else what?"
"Or they will pour "God's Tears," also known as SCP-217, into the ocean. so that the entire human race would get sick."
"..."
When Zhang Jue heard this, he was at a loss for words. The Church of the Broken God was able to persist for so long without being destroyed by the Foundation and the GOC because, on the one hand, they were adept at hiding, and, on the other side, the Foundation was reluctant to give up the fight.
Church of Broken God undoubtedly has a lot of SCP-217 lying around that others wouldn't. Zhang Jue does not believe they can poison the entire ocean, but as long as a few major cities are taken care of, it won't be a problem.
Using such a thing as a threat, it looked that the Church of the Broken God was truly intending to throw in the towel. However, as more of this occurred, the Foundation became less apprehensive about giving them the object and became increasingly aware of their true intentions.
The Foundation wouldn't be able to pay the consequences if something more significant occurred, like the wicked deity actually coming back to life.
Zhang Jue stretched his hands as he considered this "So why were you sent to see me by headquarters? Do they really believe I can exterminate tens of thousands of members of the Cult of the Broken God in just three days?"
Speaking of this, Hansen also looked helpless, "The O5 Council said they don't care how would you deal with this matter, you have you take full responsibility for it."
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