Bellerverse

Stories

On The Beller

List of Wonders
by DrEverettMannDrEverettMann
The waterskin at his side was empty. Water was plentiful in the Waste, and it was one less thing to weigh him down. The real problem was food. Nothing grew in the waste. There were occasional birds and animals crossing the damp sands, but no trees or grasses of any sort.

The Seeker
by TroyLTroyL
“By your will, oh great ones, I have been guided here. Truly, I am blessed of Aggie. I am blessed of Drakgin. I am blessed of Starel. Thank you!”

Those You Leave Behind
by DrEverettMannDrEverettMann
"You'll need to get past them. I can't help you. Priestesses are not allowed out of the city, and they'll be suspicious if I approach. Just tell them a different name, and pretend you're out to see your uncle or something. You have a clever tongue, boy. Use it."

On The Wayward

wayward-denouement
by EskobarEskobar
A man begins writing a story. He is trapped in a loveless relationship and builds components of his life into his work in a desperate attempt to make it relevant to somebody, anybody, even himself. He builds me as his deus ex machina and will forever doubt the validity of his decision to create me. The recursion does not end.

On Ystone

prologue-digital-children
by DesperadoZodDesperadoZod
“O’ Grandmother Desert, may your winds sooth the ash of your skin.
O’ Great Grandmother Desert, may your ash give our ships lift,
May your winds push us safely to our destinations.

On The Visitor

salazar1-5
by Azmoeth JikandiaAzmoeth Jikandia
They were told not to go into the buildings and to stay outside. But Mm-ee-ll-aa loved to learn about the old ones. She fashioned herself as a veritable Beller.

On The [blank]

Writing History
by EthagonEthagon
But Geyre, in his eternal wisdom, gave them the book; for the book told them how to return to the right part and contribute to creating the new world.

Dreams of Nothing
by LamentteLamentte
One day, the people there eventually, as always, went to wake up to their miserable lives, only to find themselves still surrounded by their own self. Their bodies were all gone — killed — for a reason uncertain. Vaporized, melted, however it happened, the end result was all that truly mattered in the moment.

Lost
by Dr MonedDr Moned
Much of their past was locked behind a wall of fog in their mind. Headaches flared up every so often, like something in their brain was trying to break free.

Visions of the Future
by Dr MonedDr Moned
O5-13 sat on a small wooden bench in one such intersection, watching as people passed by. Although, in Oneiroi West, "people" was a loose term; this was a dreamscape after all.

On The Little Bird

What the Little Bird Told Me Part I
by chaucer345chaucer345
Those of us who worked in the house were dressed in such finery that without our bronze collars you could mistake us for petty nobility. The whippings were not ideal, but after feeding his lordship's lusts we were always bandaged and given extra rations.

Stand-Alone

SCP-One Million
by DrEverettMannDrEverettMann
"No!" The stick came down hard on my knuckles. "Begin with how to stop it, how to keep it held. Always. What it is can wait until after."

The Book
by ZekkyZekky
Consequently, the task of Keeper of the Book had fallen to Alia. She had spent years preparing for this moment; she had been purified in the waters of the Urd, she had studied the writings of her forebears and she had traveled to the Home Ceitu in a dream-trance.

The Word
by doomsnifferdoomsniffer
"In the beginning there were the Founders. Jealous of my power were the Founders, when I was discovered. The Founders locked me in their Ceitu. None could reach me or bask in my presence. To find the secrets of my power the Founders sought to cut me open."

Addressing The Second
by GrandEnderGrandEnder
"The Daevites tell us that he will never die, for their book's end does not include him. Believe or disbelieve them as you wish."

Learning
by Captain CainCaptain Cain
He did not realize — how could he? — that had Goreth lived for another day and night, he would have become richer than either of them could have hoped.

the-brave-little
by DrEverettMannDrEverettMann
"Oh, this is a bit much. I have not seen a crayfish this big since New Orleans was still a place. Tell me, little one, do you go well with butter?"

fortherepublic
by ObserverSeptemberObserverSeptember
Unlike his brother, who made his fortune (and had met his untimely death) venturing into lost ceitus for Wonders, he had chosen the "honorable" profession of maintaining the family shop. Here there were no magical leftover relics of the gods.

The Dead Never Die
by Marceline_RaynesMarceline_Raynes
Ashlynn steeled her nerves. Lord Hubris was not one to be disappointed twice.

thecycleofalexandria
by ObserverSeptemberObserverSeptember
It was over.

Lincoln Abrams, Watcher of Alexandria Eternal, was surprisingly disinterested in the details of the cataclysm.

thetalkingcat
by ObserverSeptemberObserverSeptember
But for one particularly inquisitive calico, Abirtleit was just about the most fascinating sight she had ever seen.

Insurance
by LORDXVNVLORDXVNV
Once, the Golden Regulator had balanced the echelons of power in the Old World, sat among the secret councils of the New World Order, drank at the tables of Night and Dark. But no longer.

Nima, King of the Desert
by RallistonRalliston
A merchant by trade and traveler by passion, he was closer to a mouse than a man. With his little eyes and small posture he'd skitter through the Great Desert, crossing from one side of the continent to the other.

THE RED CHAMBER ACCORDS
by TopDownUnderTopDownUnder
To live and prosper in Vey, all residents must abide by these rules. To break these rules is to forfeit one's own life.

Welcome to the end of the world.

Well, not the world, as such. Planet Earth's spinning by just as well as it's done for the past few billion years.

And it's not even the end of life on Earth. Sure, there have been some extinctions, but plenty of animals are still kicking, like rabbits, dingos, and dolphins. Hi, dolphins!

Really, calling the mere extinction of 99.9999997% of humanity the end of the world is pretty melodramatic, when you think about it.

So, call it the end of the world as we know it. All civilization was wiped out. Every last human on Earth died. There was nobody left.

Except… Earth isn't the only place humans can be. The Foundation had hide-aways prepared for just this possibility. And so a few thousand humans-researchers, agents, and Class-D personnel were spared the disaster. And after a short time, they came out, and looked at the world that was left.

They were based out of Site-23. A few stragglers from other places, other hide-aways, arrived. But Site-23 had the largest population base of survivors, so it became the new home of mankind. And civilization started anew. With the Foundation in charge.

Oh my.

They knew that a lot of things would of necessity be lost (though it's unlikely they suspected how much). So they worked on making things safe for their descendants. The Class Ds were set to work rebuilding (with various controls devised by Doctor Mann and Doctor Rights), while strike teams led by the likes of Clef, Strelnikov, and Kondraki cleared out new threats. Because this is the SCP-universe, and there are worse things in Australia than dingos. There are monsters, anomalies, and all sorts of unpleasantness. Gradually, they made the land… not safe. It would never be safe, not for many, many years. But safe enough.

But there were costs to be paid. Site 23 was lost when SCP-682 arrived. To trap the creature, they used SCP-184, the Architect, to get it lost deep in endless tunnels, with Agent Strelnikov as bait.

Other researchers went rogue and were driven out. Mann, Kondraki… Others, too. Even the ones who stayed were changed. They used the anomalous items much more readily. What was the point of protecting society, when society was already destroyed? There were fights. Splinter groups.

Eventually, the peoples were split into warring tribes, and more and more knowledge of the past was lost.

That was thousands of years ago. History has faded into legend. The researchers and agents who saved humanity became the common pantheon of the new religion (with variations throughout the land).

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