5 Trust The Process (Rewrite)

After gaining the system back I had done a few things. First was to learn as much as I could from SCP-5097, and boy did I underestimate it. Ms. Joy aka SCP-5097 was able to make you a certified genius in anything you wanted to learn. It took more time the more complex the subject.

But compared to spending years studying something to only come out subpar then if you learned from Ms. Joy made everyone else look like fools who wasted their time. I of course had prioritized certain subjects Science, Math, Wilderness Survival and History. I wanted Science and Math done first as I imagined it would be rewarded by the [System] in some way.

And if it wasn't I didn't see why it would be a problem. As if I was going to learn about reality breaking entities I had to understand how people and objects interacted with the world to begin with. Wilderness Survival was put before History in the off chance my father were to find out about me be anomalous early.

As although I had infinite water and food I didn't feel like having potatoes everyday for food. And being unable to make a shelter or defend myself from wild animals. As although the toothbrush that cut through all inorganic matter it wasn't so useful on living things.

I planned my learning around multiple factors. When my dad was at work I'd go into the forest to use SCP-5097. Although this would unfortunately deepen my dads supicion I couldn't have my momfinding it out. As if she discoverd this "weird technology" that shouldn't exist in this time period.

And handed it off to my dad to which Foundation agents would most definitely come over and interrogate me. Plus I didn't know if this universe had a truth serum. Besides even if they didn't I would probably have Foundation agents tailing me, and I wasn't in a position to handle all that.

With my schedule set my day started workjng like this. I would wake up, go to school, socialize with David and George furthering their suspicion about all these weird events. After school "play" in the forest and come home to a parent who just kept getting more supspicious of me. I'm pretty sure I've heard my dad talking over the phone to have me tailed. Thankfully I believe he was denied as he was pissed off for the rest of the day after that phone call.

This went on for five months until something rather odd happened during Thanksgiving break. Upon coming back home after "playing" in the woods my dad was waiting in his chair reading a newspaper. He then looked up at me and said.

"We're going to go visit your cousins for Thanksgiving. Pack up enough clothes for four days." He said staring at me for an extra 5 seconds before immersing himself in his newspaper.

I didn't know I had cousins. Of course I had searched up about the Bright family name on the local library computers. But I had found nothing besides some famous people that had a last name that was close to my own. Deciding to not worry too much I packed up some generic clothes into a bag which I later threw into the pickup truck.

During these 5 months I had conpleted everything I could on the subject of science. And had according to Ms. Joy completed over half of the subjects she could teach in math. After learning all I could about Science the [System] had decided to reward me.

[The Laws (3/5)]

The laws of the universe are often bent and twisted to other beings leisure. You being one who has exstensive knowledge on the laws of nature have an easier time identifying those who break them. If you wish to be able to understand those who break the laws of reality you must go deeper.

It also seemed that my efforts in my previous life had carried over as I had a skill relating to my previous occupation.

[The Liquidator (3/5)]

Through your previous experiences, and the study of the living creatures, you have enhanced your combat capabilities. You have the knowledge and technique. The only thing holding you back is your body and rust that has built up. Remedy this and climb to the top.

It seems like I had hit a wall in regard to my [The Laws] skill as I had learned everything I could about the mundane world. But it was just that this was the mundane side. The side where you could provide reason for everything that happened around you. But when that reason fails, the laws of reality bent, what causes that.

I had read up on those SCPs in the [Shop] when I was able. They made no sense, but at the same time still were governed by rules. Reality still held domain over them they just bent it by their pure existence. That is what I needed to deepen my knowledge of.

And that's were George and David came in. They were smart undoubtedly so, but they were originally squandering their smarts. Until I came along guiding them to question the world around them, research into the unknown. I had been successdully guiding them to my own worldviews.

I needed them as researchers, assistants, people to help me build up my own organization. All to ultimately combat this world ending threat that threatened to doom the world to such a point that the resetting of reality was enacted. Just to hope that this time around the people in charge would be able to change something.

And with the [Quest] I recieved it seemed the [System] agreed with me.

[Quest:No Man Rules Alone]

You can't do everything, be everywhere at once. So you've decided to enlist help through your friends George and David. Help them become worthy of being your Chief Researchers and loyal to yourself.

[Reward:Faction Tab, Loyalty System, +80 loyalty from David and George]

What's more I had come to a conclusion. I couldn't stay with my family. I was already planning my "disappearance" since I was brought to this reality. I had a Site to set up get running and build up not just myself, but my own [Faction]. This became a larger prriority as my fathers paranoia grew to obsessive levels. I knew that just one wrong move to have me thrown in a cage.

The difficulty came with the one able to do so was scrutinizing your every move waiting for you to slip up. I had bought myself time with going to the woods. And had gotten myself a good alibi from me hanging out with George and David routinely. But because of his increasingly intense investigations I had no doubt that he would hear George or David talk about these weird "coincidences".

And with how things have been going I had no doubt that would be everythjng my father would need to confirm his suspicions. So I had been searching for secluded, defendable and big enough areas for expansion. And I had found it in the form of the Canadian Rockies.