Leylin Blight's POV
Since my arrival in Gravity Falls, I knew this moment would come sooner or later.
My confrontation with Bill Cipher was just inevitable; our interests diverge too much for us to live under the same sky.
Currently, I had just ordered the gnomes to release Gideon, and surprisingly, the gnomes hadn't destroyed his ass as I thought.
Jeff mentioned that he wanted their "queen" to get used to exercising her duties as such before taking care of her conjugal duties.
After that, I had moved away from the town of Gravity Falls to minimize the possible damage related to my confrontation with Bill Cipher.
The other reason for my distance was related to the size of the sacrificial tableau I must drawn on the ground for the offering I was going to use.
Its size and complexity were higher than the one Beast uses on the Boiling Isles.
I placed all the titan blood I had in my possession in the middle of the sacrificial tableau.
I wasn't just using titan blood. I had also placed as an "offering" extraterrestrials named "Pan-Dimensional Beings" according to the knowledge I had obtained about their vessel.
These are creatures capable of existing in seven to eleven dimensions at once and they are extremely advanced.
"I think that will attract his attention enough for him to come here," I muttered, slightly stressed.
"It's time to negotiate," I said to no one in particular, before activating the magical formation.
The being I was about to summon is classified by the SCP Foundation as Keter. It doesn't seem as dangerous compared to Bill Cipher, but this classification is due to the simplicity of its containment.
SCP-738 is extremely dangerous, to put it simply.
This anomalous object or being can grant any request, but you have to pass a "contract". So, it can theoretically accomplish anything, but you have to pay a price.
I also wanted to summon the "Guardian", the being who offered Anne, the protagonist of Amphibia, to take her place, but I'm not a good person like her.
I know currently that the Guardian must be aware of me. If he's not acting yet, it's surely out of curiosity or boredom.
In short, he's a real jerk.
AXOLOTL is out of the question, he's too enigmatic and he even saved Bill in the original story.
So, I decide to turn to a powerful being with clear intentions from the start, which is SCP-738.
This anomalous being has shown capabilities related to reality manipulation, but also matter and other strange powers. I'm ready to pay the necessary price during the agreement with him.
*Grrrr* I couldn't help but moan slightly because of the strange sensation that was invading me.
"Interesting," resonated an extremely familiar voice in front of me.
"Sa... Sandra," I said involuntarily, a tear running down my cheek as I observed the woman in front of me.
"Get a hold of yourself, I'm not that creature," she said, adjusting herself on the chair in front of a desk.
"You're SCP-738," I said, frowning.
"That's what my jailers have called me since my capture," she said, sighing in frustration before turning her attention back to me.
"I see, you're talking about the SCP Foundation," I said simply, looking more closely at SCP-738.
I was currently sitting without knowing it on a slightly ghostly chair in front of SCP-738 and between us, there was a desk.
"You're aware of that, huh," she said, smiling.
"I'm aware indeed, but also of your abilities," I replied honestly.
"I want to make a contract with you," I said in a slightly urgent tone.
I could feel the energy generated by the magical formation depleting rapidly. It seems that communicating and summoning a superior being consumed a different amount of energy.
"It's been a long time since someone came to find me for a contract. What do you desire? Women, wealth, power?" she said with a predatory smile.
"Stop making these strange expressions with that face," I was having trouble concentrating because of her facial expressions on Sandra's face.
"I'll stop then, the customer is king after all," she replied, sitting in a relaxed manner after giving me a parchment made of human skin and a quill with blood for ink.
"Can you now tell me what your proposal is for our transaction?" she asked in a slightly impatient tone.
"I want an improvement of this," I said, showing my arm, precisely the Spirit Beast formation that Willow had engraved on my arm.
"Do you want to state specifics?" she questioned in a curious tone.
I nodded before starting to explain the changes I desired in the magical formation engraved on my arm. SCP-738 simply listened and nodded.
"You can observe the parchment to see the price you will pay for your modifications," she said in a casual tone.
I picked up the parchment on the desk and there was writing on it.
[The client agrees to ##### to abandon all his memories and affective feelings towards the people named Amity Blight and Alador Blight or he can renounce taking revenge on the individual named Markus.
In exchange, #### agrees to improve the magical formation on Leylin Blight's arm for a sealing effectiveness of 100%, but also for the magical formation to be able to #### the being nicknamed Bill Cipher.
If you agree with the agreement, please sign here.
P.S.: any signature is irreversible]
"I refuse," I said directly and simply.
"And why?" she asked in a curious tone.
I can't accept forgetting Amity and Alador. One reminds me of my lost sister and the other is a person I consider precious.
I don't want to give up killing Markus either, this jerk (scp738) really wants to take away something I consider precious.
"I want to keep 50% of the memories related to Amity and Alador Blight and 50% of the feelings I have for them. You can convert the remaining cost into physical pain that you can inflict on me as payment for 1 minute," I proposed, hesitating a little.
It's reasonable. I'm not sure I'm capable of enduring physical pain equivalent to the emotional pain of losing them both.
50% of this suffering, I think I can handle that.
SCP-738 looked at me fixedly for a few minutes in the eyes before nodding.
"You can sign the agreement and I really hope you won't die because of the suffering you will endure," she said, licking her lips sensually before displaying a sadistic smile.
I had a bad feeling about what was to come, but I signed the agreement on the parchment.
After signing, I felt that the runes that Willow had engraved on me started to move and twist.
*HAAA* I screamed with incredible force.
I would have never believed I could scream so loud. My arm was on fire and I felt like there were creatures inside devouring and gnawing at it.
"You're suffering, huh? This is the manifestation of the emotional suffering you would have felt if the girl named Amity disappeared for an unknown reason. I wonder how you'll react for the man named Alador," declared SCP-738.
I wasn't listening to SCP-738's words, I was solely focused on trying to keep my mental health.
I would have never believed I loved a person so much. I always thought that Amity and Alador were like people I could give up if necessary, it seems I was lying to myself.
For now, I must try to stop screaming and not think about Amity and Alador. I'm currently wasting too much energy and strength.
"1... 3... 6... 9". I started counting to 1000 with intervals of 3. I must keep my mental health intact, I have to.
"Oh! I've never seen this before," muttered SCP-738, surprised.
In the end, 1 minute finally passed.
"I... succeeded," I said, breathing heavily.
"Yes, but you're in a bad state," she said, looking at me from head to toe.
My nails were destroyed from clenching my fists, the palms of my hands were both bloody.
My mouth was full of blood and some of my teeth seemed to be damaged. I must have clenched my teeth too hard.
SCP-738 seemed satisfied observing me. Damn, I fell on a sadist, but I must make another contract before she is forcibly sent back.
I doubt I'll find sacrifices of such good quality easily.
"I want... another contract," I said to her. I really had trouble speaking.
"You're really greedy, huh," after these words, another contract was given to me, I chose to propose a contract to SCP-738 before it tempted me with things outside my objectives.
"I want ####," I explained. It was the driving key of my plan.
"You really want that?" she asked in a doubtful tone. I just nodded.
[#### agrees to allow Leylin Blight to ###### for 1 minute.
In exchange, the individual Leylin Blight will have to give up seeing Sandra forever
P.S.: any signature is irreversible]