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With the utter obliteration of LTE 0913 Ex Machina by the predecessors of the Global Occult Coalition, an observation was made regarding the Semitic entity known as LTE 0913 Ex Machina.
Upon the death of the so-called 'deity', the amount of anomalies within the world… increased, by quite a number. Where previously the estimate of the number of anomalies located within our world was around ███,███ - ███,███, a massive wave of anomalies seemed to arrive, forcing the estimate all the way up to ███,███ - █,███,███.
This led to a conclusion by [DATA REDACTED], who theorized that the deity was in fact an anomaly- containing anomaly, and that they should try their best to recreate it. This argument was disputed by ██████ ████ █ ████, who argued that from what he had spotted the anomaly doing before it had been destroyed, it was better that more anomalies be created than letting the stated entity remain on the planet.
The subsequent increase in the amount of impossibilities within our reality caused a rush for them with several organizations subtly warring with each other over them, causing what is now known as 'The Seventh Occult War'.
The anomalies were eventually all evenly split among the various organizations caught within the war, and the organizations destroyed were all dismantled completely and allowed to join [DATA EXPUNGED].
After that, the anomalous 'population' seemed to stay rather steady, and most of the organizations in charge of maintaining the Veil were content. However, after the end of the Cold War, the realization was made that it was increasing, however, unlike previous objects, these anomalies were quite a bit more subtle.
Instead of angels guarding gates or pinnacles of adaptation, they seemed to… adapt, to all of the Veil's attempts to keep them hidden.
Cakes without ending, stairwells with no bottom, and ideas never remembered were the first spotted irregularities of this new generation of anomalies. Of course, some SCPs were still as loud and destructive as always, but most of them changed along with the new sighted average for anomalies. Irregularities were located every day once the various organizations involved within the [DATA REDACTED] realized what was going on. A massive hunt for anomalies began, as various organizations sought to either imprison, kill, sell, help, or use the anomalies. Hundreds of organizations were formed to find these anomalies, though few truly lasted, although those few which managed to last became-
This part of the paper was ripped off and destroyed by a member of MTF-██ (██████ ████), the MTF squad that were sent there to retrieve the document in question, before he proceeded to shoot himself in the head. Further investigation is pending.
-and the Foundation is, per usual, requesting more money from us to fund [DATA REDACTED].
In our worryingly most recent calculations, we have realized that the rate of increase in anomalies is going up by at least █.██% every day, forcing various anomalous organizations to funnel more and more of their budget into collecting, destroying, cataloging, containing, worshiping, or destroying these anomalies. As our amount of money invested into this has increased substantially, we have realized that they cannot keep this up. In fact, we have estimated, that by the year ████, we will begin running a deficit rather then possessing a surplus. The collapse of the Veil is estimated to happen around ████. And by ████, [DATA EXPUNGED] would be more anomalous objects on Earth then there would be actual human life on Earth.
Despite the various revolutionary anomalous organizations that actively worked to annihilate the Veil in its entirety, we had contacted most organizations with even a hint of rationality- although the Serpent [DATA EXPUNGED]- and informing them of our calculations. They had realized that unless they wanted to have the anomalous overtake humanity, they would have to work alongside us. So, we had formally requested that the Foundation hold a meeting on December ██, ████, inviting various leaders of [DATA REDACTED] to discuss the problem.
Unfortunately, due to various unforeseen factors, and the interference of [DATA EXPUNGED], the meeting has failed, and the leaders of these various organizations are being replaced by what can only be described as 'hot-blooded youths'. Declarations of war have been sent out by almost every organization to one another, and it seems that an Occult War is inevitable.
According to our seers, the collapse of the Veil will only hasten, shortening our time of preparation for this inevitability. While we still have more then enough time to prepare, it has forced us to cancel certain projects and shut down a few facilities.
However, it is the rest of the information that we are interested in. The ultimate victor of this Occult War, and the one we will support, according to them, is going to be the-
The rest of the paper after this devolved into a single word repeated over and over again. "Rats." It is unknown if this word has any secret meaning, or if the author simply devolved into madness.
-with the foul hearts of those putrid beings, they triumphed over us for a time, before we found the Gateway and turned it for our own uses, and unleashed our Lord's greatest weapon. The [DATA EXPUNGED]. It destroyed all in its path and allowed millions to see our truth at last, and embrace the righteous crusade against those weak and clad in flesh.
Our God is not broken, and [DATA REDACTED] is the greatest example of this. For after all, how could our God, the one and only true God, be broken, when the fool who named himself God lies dead and defeated at its feet?
Of course, the fall of the Gateway to those heretics of flesh was unfortunate. But our forces are already mobilizing, preparing to take back the gateway, and those fools, clinging to their own false idols will fall as well. The only true God is our God, [DATA REDACTED], and your insistence that it is a breach and not the Gateway to our God will not convince us, and all who say otherwise will find themselves falling into our Gateway and becoming one with-
This part of the page devolves into only drawings of a gear shattering, over and over again. It has been hypothesized that it was either tampered with by an anomaly, or if the gear simply means something within the Church of the Broken God that we do not yet know about.
-the storm of anomalies, the anomalies that hated the organizations that had contained it, or just hated humanity in general, began a crusade against those last vestiges of civilization. While they did miss some places, those places were eventually destroyed by the anomaly which we shall refer to as, in honor of the Foundation, of which we were once a part of, SCP-██████.
SCP-██████ destroyed everything it touched. As one anomalous witness of the SCP would describe: "It was just nothing. Every time I looked at it, I saw… nothing. There's no other words to describe it. It wasn't just black or white, or any color, it was just… nothing." When asked what he did, he laughed, in a somewhat bitter manner, and said: "What could I do, except run? What could any of us do, except run? I saw my family disappear before my very eyes, murdered by that thing. I was the only survivor, as the coward I was. Maybe I shouldn't have lived, maybe I shouldn't have…"
Through these observations, we quickly determined that SCP-██████ was a [DATA REDACTED], that was impossible to view by us. An attempt at using an anomaly to take a look at it failed, as the anomaly in question disappeared the instance it was directed towards SCP-██████.
Upon determination of this, we attempted to stop SCP-██████. It succeeded for a few days, and then proceeded to fail around 10 days later, causing a-
Parts of this paper were destroyed upon discovery.
-as it seems like I'm the last person who's 'human' at this rate. And even then, the amulet swinging around my neck tells me that the last of the 'normal' humans are gone. I've ran and ran as fast as I could from that thing, throwing other anomalies and things into it, just attempting to either destroy or flee as far away as I can from that thing.
Fuck, I know I wanted to die, but I don't want to die being eaten by nothing. I wanted to go out in a loud explosion. Or taking down hundreds of SCPs. Or firing a missile and yelling: "Tactical nuke inbound!"
I honestly didn't expect to find a time machine out of all things appear from that box I opened. I guess Luck decided to pity me for all the other times it's fucked me over? Then again, with how tiny it is, the best I can do is shove some papers in and hope that that maybe the idiots in the past can fix this shitstorm.
Anyways, for the morons who decided to spend their time reading this, I've gathered up every sheet of paper that seems even slightly useful and stuffed them in the time machine. Maybe this'll get lost in the time stream, and this'll never make it back. But then again, there's always a chance, no matter how minuscule said chance is.
So I suppose that's it. Time to activate the machine. Time to sign off and continue running.
This is Dr. Jack Bright, last living member of the Foundation, SCP-963, [DATA REDACTED], and possible hero of the past, ready to continue fleeing.
These documents were delivered to Site-██, and were reviewed thoroughly, and redacted accordingly. While at first dismissed as a hoax, the prediction of several future events accurately has caused the Foundation to view it as a portfolio of accurate future events from which the Foundation can use to their advantage. Certain copies of these papers have been stolen by the Serpent's Hand and the Global Occult Coalition, and MTF Teams are on standby, awaiting orders to retrieve these papers.
