Wuthering Waves: I’m an SCP Foundation Containment Specialist

I transmigrated into Wuthering Waves and bound myself to the SCP Foundation Tactical Terminal.

While everyone else kills Tacet Discords for Echoes, he contains Tacet Discords for RP points.

While everyone else explores the map for treasure chests, he plants narrative anchors all over the world.

While everyone else gets led around by the Fractsidus in the story, he turns around and requests authorization to deploy SCP-668...

"Sorry, the Foundation is claiming this clone of yours."

Jinzhou City, Mount Firmament, the Black Shores...

Everywhere the Rover has gone, an invisible "anchor" has stabilized the narrative layer.

He isn't called the Rover. He's a Containment Specialist.

His terminal holds seventy-nine anomaly files.

And to this day, the leader of the Fractsidus has no idea that the Foundation has marked him as an "entity pending containment."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.