Meta Thanaton: Maledicti

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Thus he was given the name SCP-Negative. Oh the Irony.

He knew that Yiplio, for some reason, was inside that facility as one of the SCPs. Probably just to not get bored watching an, in his eyes, almost complete universe.

Negative asked for Yiplio's location and what the personel knew about him. Negative even knew which number he had and asked about it each time someone of the personel entered his cell.

He promised not to harm them if they told him the exact location of Yiplio, he tried his best to proof to everyone who doubted him that the Curse had no controle over him, but the years passed and still no answers. Years passed and his hunger grew, the urge to destroy was devouring him from the inside out.

And one day he broke. One day his rage took over. He roared at the cameras in his cell and caused the power in the whole foundation to stop. He didn't wait for his door to open and broke through the massive walls of the room.

He spared no soul and obliterated everything in his way, erasing everything from existence that was unfortunate enough to get in his way.

Nothing could stop him. He broke through wall and wall, through ceiling and floor until he finaly found the holding cell in which his goal had been all those years.
Yiplio.

Negative wasted no time and broke through the door into the room in which the god that he hated so much waited for him.

"Yiplio!!! I finally found you!!! It is time to pay!!!" roared Negative, but Yiplio showed no fear or regret.

"Negative... what is it that you want my destruction for? What have I done to break your spirit so much?" asked the god.

"What you did to make me this way!? Are you serious!? ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?! YOU RUINED MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE!!! YOU BROKE ME!!!! YOU HURT ME!!!! YOU TRAPPED ME!!!! YOU TOOK MY ONLY LOVE AWAY FROM ME!!!!" echoed Negative's mighty voice through the hallways.

"I do not remember doing any of those things. Calm your spirit, Negative"

"LIAR!!!!!!"

Negative dashed towards the ghostly figure of the god and rammed it through the walls of the room.

Yiplio did not fight back and just let the hatred and rage of Negative unfold.

A purple beam of pure energy tore through the earth, devastating all life on it and yet Yiplio, he who created all of that, did not do anything to stop it.

"Negative... Your hatred and rage for me has no reason. Let all of your hatred flow away. It doesn't have a reason" claimed the god.

"NO REASON!?! NO REASON!!!"

With his eyes growling furiously Negative now grabbed Yiplio by the neck and threw him through the sun completely destroying the massive star.

Yiplio continued to fly through the universe with speeds faster than light, crashing through many stars and planets until he eventually slowed down enough and hit a planet without destroying it.

Negative landed on the planet directly after him and roared angry with his eyes and maw at the god.

"Now listen to me, you old bag! You might not remember me, but I sure as all hells in existence do remember you! To know why I'm going to destroy your soul now I'll tell you the name I had when you did this to me! I was Zefal, the ancient Leviathan whose only love on the planet, the beautiful Leviathan Craesestia, you had killed right infront of my eyes!!!" growled Negative angry.

"Wait... You were the male Leviathan?!"

"YES, I WAS!!! YOU BRAINDEAD BAG!!!! CRAESESTIA WAS NOT JUST ANYONE WHO I LOVED!!! She was my soulmate... And you took her from me!!! You didn't slay me and I had to suffer this forever broken heart for millenias until I would die and hopefully forget about it!!! But you... YOU!!!! YOU DIDN'T EVEN LET ME DIE!!!!! You Bastard banished and sealed me away in Xoriphos' heart! I wasn't alive anymore, but I had to keep these painful memories!!!! YOU TORTURED ME FOR NO REASON!!! YOU HURT ME FOR NO REASON!!!!
NOW, YIPLIO, DO YOU STILL THINK MY HATRED, RAGE AND ANGER HAVE NO REASON!?!?! TELL ME!!! TELL ME!!! TELL MEEEE!!!!!!!!!"

But no answer would come from the god. In his rage Negative didn't notice how he had ripped out the gods soul in one of the most horrific and painful ways ever. He thrashed the soul of the now broken god through the ground with such hatred and force that eventually the entire Planet split apart.

And then he destroyed it, ending the existence of his most hated enemy and thus ending his only true reason for his fury.

The soul of the god was so powerful it caused another transfomation, but after it was done Negative noticed something.

"I... I-i did it... My... hatred is gone... I can... rest in peace now... Heh... Hehe... Hehehe haha-hgr!? W-what's this...!? I... Can still hear them... the whispers of the souls... I... N-no... This cannot be... Oh no... Oh no...!"

Despite having finaly defeated his hatred and anger Negative wasn't allowed to be at peace. The Curse had enough of Negative's games and now, thanks to Negative, it had enough power to take matters into its own hand... almost.

"S̸͠͏҉͠o̶̡̢͟͞ul̵̢̀͢͢s.̵̷͡.͜҉̷̨̕.̕҉̵̢͝Ş̡̢̛҉o̸u̷͜͝͠l҉͝ś̴̛͝.̷̕͟.̷͏̷. ͘De̵s͡҉̶t̷̴̴̛r͟o͘y͠.̷̶̛͝.̡͟͢͢.̸͝҉̵͟S̴̴͘͡o̕ù̡͝͞ļ͘̕s̷̷!"

"N-no... No... I don't wanna!!! I don't wanna!!!" cried Negative while pulling his hairs and biting himself with the jaws of his purple eyes.

"So҉͜u̢l͞s͏̀̕!̸̶̢ De̴̶͢͡s̵̕t̸̡̡͘r̨̀o̧̡y͜͞҉͞͞ ̶̨҉̀͟t̢̢̡̀͘h̷͠ȩ̶̢̧̀m͞!̸҉͞͏!̢̢͢͝͡!͏̸͘͢͞ ̀D̡͏̷̨҉ǫ́҉̷n'̴t҉҉̵̷̡ ̶̷̴̀͝ac͝t̢̡͘̕ ĺi̡͜͢͝ķ̵̨̡͘e ͏̷̛͝a c̕͢҉̡h҉͜͏i͡͝ļ̴̛̕҉d̢!̷̡̀!̷̛͏̷!!̕"

"Positive was right... He was right... He was right!!! Leave me alone!!! Get out of my head!!! I beg you..."

"N̕͝҉͝éģ͝a̵̷̡̕͡tíve̸!́͠͠!!́̀͘҉ D͡e̷͏̸̛̛ş̵̵̀ţ͏̷r͏̴ó̸͟͠҉y̶͘͞҉͜ ̷̨S̴͘o̢͘͡͠҉ų̷͟͠l̨̕͟͝s̢͝͠!͜!͘͝!̨̀͜͝"

"I... I can't... I don't want... I don't want..." Negative had stopped biting himself and could stare at his new form with his eyes now. He then ripped them out of his head, but they immediately regrew. "I don't want to see myself anymore!!! I don't want anyone to see me again!!!"

Negative now ripped open a portal and returned to Khizi. With his powers he forced the normaly indestructable and unmovable walls of Khizi to bend at his will. He blocked off every exit and compressed the walls around his room. From the inside it would not look much different but from the perspective of the other cursed ones there was now a large floating sphere in the middle of a large cavern.

In the middle of this now isolated room was the throne of the Curse and Negative, who had begun to wrap himself up in white mummy like bandages. He forced the bandages to form a more human shape into his body and after a while he looked just like a mummy, but a bit more agile.

He used so much of the bandages in his sorrow that five strings hung from his shoulder and back, like a cape of sorts, and a few more hung from his head like long flat hair.

When he sat down on the throne he was almost unrecognizable.

As if that wasn't enough he used even more bandages to tie himself against the throne to the point that even he had problems to move.

"I will not leave this place... never again..."