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Item #: SCP-####

Object Class: Keter/Euclid Neutralized

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-#### is largely self-contained on site, with containment being sustained by SCP-####-1. It is to be sealed in its natural underground cave system behind high density steel doors and defended by no less than 10 armed security personnel.

SCP-#### is to be contained on site, approximately 650 km below southern Greece, in a natural underground cave system sealed behind high density steel doors and defended by no less than 5 armed security personnel. The SCP-#### support system is to be maintained weekly by Level 3 Engineer personnel to retain its integrity. 3 Level 3 Engineer personnel are to be stationed on site at any given time, with 8 hour rotations between a minimum of 9 such personnel.

Bolts and screws are to be replaced one by one with additional structural support from hydraulic lifts at key structural pressure points, with every connection replaced over a 10 year period. Main structural support beams can be replaced via shaped osteogenesis on a case by case basis with written permission from the Head Engineer on site. Any major replacements are to be carried out under full hydraulic support with 1 of 2 robotic assembly platforms specifically designed for the task. It is estimated that the current support structure will become compromised as of 23██ without replacement.

SCP-####-1 is largely self-contained on site, supporting SCP-####. SCP-####-1 is not to be harmed in any way that may compromise its ability to support SCP-####, but can be tranquilized with a maximum of 10 doses of Carfentanil if it attempts to attack Foundation personnel. 1 maximum strength dose of Nalaxone is to be administered in case of overdose.

SCP-####-1 is contained in a converted hospital suite in Site-███ below Delphi following its collapse. SCP-####-1 requires full life support and the care of at least 1 specially trained nurse or medical personnel. SCP-####-1 requires no further containment procedures until it regains consciousness.

SCP-####-1 is contained in a cold storage locker in Site-███. No containment procedures are required.

Description: SCP-#### is a point under the Aegean Sea Tectonic Plate on the subduction zone south of Crete, Greece. This subduction zone is the result of the African tectonic plate sweeping under the Aegean Sea Plate. This point, should it be allowed to lower and resume normal subduction of the African Tectonic Plate at its unhindered speed, will cause a series of catastrophic earthquakes across Greece with an estimated human death toll in excess of 7 million and property damage in excess of €10 billion. SCP-#### exerts an incredible amount of crushing force on all things beneath it and can only be supported by a support structure capable of lifting in excess of 40.7x1015 kg.

SCP-####-1 is a Greek humanoid male 10m in height and 1934kg in weight. SCP-####-1 has a significantly higher muscle mass percentage than any human on record and bone density nearly 200 times higher than the human average. SCP-####-1 also displays incredible longevity. SCP-####-1 held the Aegean Sea Plate above its head while standing on the African Plate for what is estimated to be 2800 years. Estimations from SCP-####-1 indicate that SCP-#### has advanced 40 mm on average each year.

Discovery: SCP-####-1 was found physically supporting SCP-#### in a sleep-like state on ██/██/19██ during a Greek scientific team’s deep drilling survey of the Aegean Sea Plate. Foundation authorities were contacted following publication of these findings. Foundation personnel erased the article and all evidence, and class-A amnestics were applied to the members of the survey team. A retrieval team was sent to retrieve SCP-####-1, which was thought to be the only anomalous factor at the time.

Upon arrival in the cavern, the retrieval team attempted to make contact with SCP-####-1. When SCP-####-1 did not respond to questions in English, Greek, Italian, Latin, French, or Ancient Greek, the retrieval team attempted to restrain SCP-####-1 for transport. SCP-####-1 woke up and violently resisted the retrieval teams attempts at restraint.

After this incident, SCP-####-1 was receptive to questioning, responding to questions in Ancient Greek. Foundation personnel were called in to secure the site and better question SCP-####-1.

Interview Log:

Interview 1: Conducted by Doctor █████ via Ancient Greek translator

Notes: It is apparent that much of the meaning of SCP-####-1’s words were lost in translation, as it was using an unknown dialect of the already dead language. In many parts the references to Greek gods are assumed from longer-winded descriptions and epithets, closer to “he who pierces the heavens,” “Zeus Areius,” “Mother Earth,” "Klutotékhnēs," and “Father Sky.”

Dr. █████: Hello SCP-####-1, my name is █████. May I ask yours?

SCP-####-1: SCP? My name is Atlas, son of Iapetus, son of the earth and sky. You would do well to remember it. Humans are much less reverent than before, it seems. They forget the one tasked with preserving them.

Dr. █████: The Atlas? Sentenced to hold the world on his shoulders?

SCP-####-1: Is there another as great as I? I am unique among my kind, blessed with greater power. Such that Zeus decided I was useful, and had me hold up the “heavens.” An honor. <Translator identifies this as sarcasm.>

Dr. █████: Is that what you're doing? Holding up the "heavens" against your will?

SCP-####-1: Yes. Do you think this is something I would choose to do? The earth bears down on me as we speak. Should I falter, our lives will end, human.

Dr. █████: How long have you been doing this?

SCP-####-1: It has been long since I have seen the sky. I do not know.

Dr. █████: How much longer do you think you can do this?

SCP-####-1: My burden is great, and I have grown weary. You would do well to leave and inform Zeus he will need another to take my place.

Dr. █████: What will happen if you just let it go carefully, making sure it doesn’t hurt anyone here?

SCP-####-1: Many humans will die, on the surface. Perhaps not all, but many.

Dr. █████: How can we support this, uh, "burden," ourselves?

SCP-####-1: Be careful that you don’t insult me, human. I still have some pride. The greatest among you lack the power of our weakest.

Dr. █████: We have ways. With your assistance and advice, I’m certain we can at least maintain this amount of tectonic separation.

SCP-####-1: You speak of things you do not understand. A common problem, among humans. But I have no reason to refuse your help. I cannot move.

Dr. █████: We’ll be back, and we’ll see about setting up a support structure. Please, keep this up while we’re gone.

SCP-####-1: I will. Perhaps I need to explain again, what will happen if I falter?

Interview 2: Conducted by Head Engineer ███████ via Ancient Greek translator

Head Engineer ███████: Hello Atlas, I’m ███████. I’ll be helping brace the tectonic plate, okay?

SCP-####-1: Are you a blacksmith, human? Do you intend to solve our problem with steel or bronze? This is not something you are capable of building. Or were you thinking of standing on my shoulders and lifting it yourself?

Head Engineer ███████: We’re going to set them up, okay? They’ll be around you, only 4, so it won’t trap you.

SCP-####-1: Very well, human. Set up your toys.

<Head Engineer ███████ sets up the braces using a specialized construction platform. It is notable that SCP-####-1 pays careful attention to the construction platform, with what appears to be curiosity.>

Head Engineer ███████: There. What do you think, Atlas? Any better?

SCP-####-1: I… Yes. All this time, I never realized how heavy it was. The burden is still there, but it is lighter now.

Head Engineer ███████: That’s great to hear, really. I’ll take these blueprints and-

SCP-####-1: Tell me, are they true? The whispers I have heard in a broken language not unlike my own. Of… Gods, contained by your “Foundation.” Immortal, invincible, unstoppable things contained by simple humans? Looking at your toys, tiny Hephaestus, I am almost convinced.

Head Engineer ███████: Yes. Yes, Atlas, it’s all true. I’m just one of thousands like me, making the world safer. Like you, I guess.

SCP-####-1: Like me? I am not one of you. I am trapped here, against my will.

Head Engineer ███████: I’ve actually thought about this, for a while. You’ve held up this plate for almost three-thousand years, Atlas. At any point you could have just given up, but you didn’t. It doesn’t matter why you did it, your actions kept us safe, without thanks or any benefit to you. Even now, most of the people you saved will never even know you actually existed. An unspoken, true hero. So, on behalf of the people of Greece, thank you. Sincerely.

<SCP-####-1 appeared to be stunned following this interview, and was observed to be smiling for a short time afterwards.>

Interview 3: Conducted by Head Engineer ███████ via Ancient Greek translator
<SCP-####-1 requests an interview with Head Engineer ███████.>

Head Engineer ███████: Atlas, you wanted to talk to me?

SCP-####-1: I am bored, tiny Hephaestus. Do you have any idea what it is like to constantly prevent disaster for most of your life?

Head Engineer ███████: That's literally my job description. Haven't we had this conversation? …Oh, was that irony? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear it over the sound of your joints creaking, old man.

<Head Engineer ███████ is quietly reminded not to antagonize SCP-####-1. The message is still translated at his request.>

SCP-####-1: <SCP-####-1 laughs.> This is the kind of response I miss. I thought Greek wit died with Heracles. I am far older than you know. I suppose, by your standards, I am absolutely ancient. Is it not customary to respect your elders, tiny Hephaestus?

Head Engineer ███████: It is. Tell me, is there something wrong with my name? First it was just "human" and now it's Hephaestus. Isn't that some kind of blasphemy? Did I impress you that much?

SCP-####-1: It is, and you did. Consider it an honor, friend, that I would compare you to a god.

Head Engineer ███████: …Thank you. So, Atlas, I really have to get back to work. But if you like, I can come back around and chat with you off the record every once in a while. Our translator should be around.

SCP-####-1: I would like that. Perhaps you could tell me about the other things your Foundation contains.

Head Engineer ███████: I'll have to put in a formal request. Maybe some of the safer ones…

Interview 5: Conducted by Head Engineer ███████ via Ancient Greek translator
<Notably, SCP-####-1 appears considerably weaker during this interview, exhibiting shaking knees and a slumped back.>

Head Engineer ███████: Hello, Atlas, how are you doing today?

SCP-####-1: Have you grown old, friend? I forgot that humans had such short lives. I am not well, my tiny Hephaestus. The braces you have crafted have lessened the weight, but I doubt they will hold without me. You must work faster.

Head Engineer ███████: We’ve worked out a way to make stronger supports, but… I’m sorry, my friend, we’re going to need a bone sample. If we can study your bones, we might be able to make a material strong enough to support the plate. Is there-

SCP-####-1: This is not a problem. Take what you need. If this structure is to be my legacy, I would have it match my strength, at any cost.

Head Engineer ███████: Thank you. I promise, you won’t even notice.

<Over the course of an hour, SCP-####-1 received local anesthesia and foundation personnel took samples of its bone collagen and calcium.>

SCP-####-1: I see now why my brother gave you fire. He saw your potential when few others did. Not even a god could cut me so finely. Work fast, tiny Hephaestus. Soon my burden will be yours.

Interview 7: Conducted by Senior Engineer ██████ via Ancient Greek translator

Senior Engineer ██████: Atlas, we’ve finished the new supports. We can put them in now. How are you holding up?

SCP-####-1: With my arms, ██████. For how much longer, I cannot know. How is your father?

Senior Engineer ██████: He’s been getting a little better recently, especially when he heard they might be able to get you out of the cave.

SCP-####-1: Hope is a useful thing, but false hope can be cruel. Take care of my friend when I am gone.

Senior Engineer ██████: I… I will. Let’s set up the new support system, we’ll just need you to move your hands when we set the structure in the plate.

<Foundation Personnel set up the support system with assistance from SCP-####-1. Shortly after the support system is fully constructed, SCP-####-1 collapses onto the cave floor.>

SCP-####-1: By the gods… I'll be honest, I thought I would die before my burden was lifted.

Senior Engineer ██████: Oh thank goodness. Come on, lets get you to a medical site. Can you stand?

SCP-####-1: No. I cannot move. Do not bother. Finally… Finally I can rest. ██████, tell my friend… I am sorry. I will try to meet him, in whatever comes after. Perhaps Hades will have me. It would not be so bad, with Hephaestus.

<Senior Engineer ██████ calls the site medical team to assist SCP-####-1. The team loads SCP-####-1 on a hydraulic stretcher and evacuates to Site-███.>

Notes: SCP-####-1 entered a coma shortly after it stopped supporting SCP-####. This was due to a spinal cord compression leading to total paralysis and total loss of blood flow to the brain. SCP-####-1 requires life support to sustain itself. To date, all attempts at revival have failed.

Addendum: Following the death of Head Engineer ███████, on ██/██/20██ the Site-███ Ethics Committee passed a majority decision to euthanize SCP-####-1. SCP-####-1 was autopsied, dissected, and its tissues studied before burial in Site-███ cold storage. At request from Senior Engineer ██████ a plaque was installed over the door to the cold storage containing SCP-####-1. It reads "Here lies Atlas. No man can hold the weight of the world."