A boy downloads a weird application. Helped by his new friend he will have to deal with the foundation. [Note: This is a translated fanfiction, so there's bound to be some grammatical errors.] Cover image author: parenthesisgrey

《COMPLETED》 Two long months after ACL surgery, your pattern of life has almost gone back to normal: you can finally walk without those dreaded crutches (the clunky brace still remained strapped on, however, to your displeasure). Everything seems to be going in an uphill pattern for you, that is until you and your entire English class are suddenly abducted by armed soldiers and a strange man in a white lab coat. Physically impaired, you were singled out amongst your classmates... the perfect guinea pig. With no capability to fight back, they threw you to the mercy of the Plague Doctor, intrigued to see how he'll react amidst the presence of an injured individual such as yourself.

Recently turned D-Class, you were a researcher who terrified your colleagues and had committed a terrible crime that your past self claimed was for the greater good. Turns out you had a stalker, and after being brought to 049 as a means of end, you, with no memory of your past, push through a breach and slowly uncover the mystery of yourself and that unforgivable thing you've done. All the while, bonds strengthen, and feelings develop with an unlikely someone. (Cover art belongs to me). Started: 08/19/2019 First Published: 10/28/2019 Finished: 08/19/2020

Helped by his anomalous friend, Quentin will try to go back to his boring old life. Though, the foundation won't make it easy for him. Cover image author: parenthesisgrey

It was known to be flirtatious and charming, but when it came to you, it seemed to be excessive. Working hard your whole life, it came as a surprise to you whenever handling SCP-035 came as a challenge. Not only that, but your superior was quickly getting close to you. Perhaps a little too close. Now you were stuck dealing with the inner turmoils of what you want to do with your life, the suffering your superior is putting you through- And what happens when a talking theatre mask takes more interest in you than it should? And why do you take such an interest in it too? (The cover art belongs to me.) CONTENT WARNING: This fanfiction contains emotional abuse and manipulation in general. It also contains strong language, (non-explicit) sexual abuse, death, and mentions of alcohol and blood. If you are uncomfortable with any of that, please heed caution. Started: 08/18/2020 First Published: 10/2/2020 Finished: 10/17/2021