The Youtuber.

The Rainforest was quite as always in this planet called earth, a place where the presence of supernatural beings have been reduced to the level of humans, it was their home after all and they are the beings that invaded this pathethic yet terrifying Origin.

This world is an Original world that belongs to humans, supernatural beings come here to devour on the origin these Original beings posses to increase their power...but their attempts sometimes end in failure due to the Violent nature of Originals, all Originals were violent as they are the beginning of a race that is similar to them.

Ah yes, Origin, it is a fundamental energy that makes up an Original, they can exist without it because they have evolved past it since they couldn't use it. But if their origins disappeared they would still remain an Original, why do you ask, it is because their body became Origin itself.

A contradiction that cannot be explained, yet it was unique trait of human adaptation.

Some crazy people even once said. To be a human is to become something Inhuman.

The Wendigod was an outer god that came to this world for a stroll and also a snack, he pulled apart a humans arm and bit it off, the restrictions of an Origin world was annoying but it is nothing too bad, the Wendigod was about to continue it's meal when all of a sudden, it looked into the human eyes.

It had a terrifying Resolve that made it shudder a little...and that made it excited. Even if it was an Origin human, the nerve for it to even gaze into it's unholy eyes gave him an overwhelming sense of Excitement. The Wendigod laughed.

This human was someone called a youtuber in this world, apparently an entertainer, The Wendigod then decided to do something reckless for the 300th time in it's immortal life, It took away the soul of the origin, Blessed it with it's Miasma, gifted it with a 'Youtuber System' that connected to all the Omniverse and then it threw it out of the Origin world and into the Omniverse, it sent it to one of the humans many stories or games they created.

The human's soul tumbled through the void, pulled in directions beyond mortal comprehension. The Wendigod's laughter echoed in the emptiness, a chorus of insanity and divine amusement. The newly anointed "Youtuber" had no time to process the absurdity of their situation—one moment, they were screaming in agony over their missing arm, the next, they were falling into the unknown.

[Ding!]

A mechanical voice resounded in their mind.

[Welcome, Host, to the Omniversal Youtuber System!]

[Your first destination has been selected:SCP UNIVERSE]

[Location: A Forest]

[Your Information screen will be shown once your body is formed with the Wendigos blessing and your Origin] 

The Youtuber's soul flared with a sickly green aura as the Wendigod's Miasma clashed with their lingering Origin. Their very existence twisted, reshaped by the conflicting forces.

They barely had time to process the system's words before they felt an unbearable pain course through them. It was as if their body was being forged from the raw essence of horror itself.

Then—silence.

The pain vanished. Their eyes shot open.

They were lying on damp earth, surrounded by towering trees cloaked in unnatural darkness. The air was thick with a scent both familiar and alien—pine and rot, fresh air and something… wrong.

The Youtuber staggered to their feet, glancing down at their newly formed body. It felt both foreign and intimately familiar. Their missing arm… it had regrown, but it wasn't human anymore. Pale, elongated fingers ending in black claws twitched at their command. Their skin was deathly cold, their breath misting despite the eerie warmth of the forest.

[Ding! Body Formation Complete.]

[New Traits Acquired:

Wendigod's Core (Passive): You can generate and Manipulate the ancient Miasma of a Wendigo.

Origin Resurgence (Passive): Despite your transformation, you retain the violent will of an Original. The more you fight, the stronger your Origin becomes.

Original Monster (Active): Due to an Unnatural Event, you can form a Monster using the Wendigo's Miasma and The Original humans Origin]

Race: Original Mutated Human

Name: Aisle Arceas

Skills: Adapt EX. Wendigod's Arm SS. 'INHUMAN HUMAN' EX. 

[Adapt (EX)]

The concept of limitation did not exist for this being. Every threat, every attack, every attempt to destroy it was nothing more than an opportunity to evolve.

Fire would not burn it twice.Poison would not taint it twice.Death itself would have to find a new way to claim it.

It was not merely learning—it was rewriting itself with every passing moment. To fight it once was to teach it how to kill you.

"Defeat was not an end—it was just another step in an endless transformation."

[Wendigod's Arm (SS)]

Power coursed through the cursed limb, raw and uncontrollable. Strength beyond mortal comprehension, regeneration that defied reason, and a corruption so deep that even reality itself seemed to rot beneath its touch.

To strike with this arm was not just to wound—but to consume. Flesh, soul, essence—nothing was spared. Even if the arm was severed, it would grow back, stronger, more horrifying, adapting to whatever had dared to destroy it.

"To be touched by this hand was to be marked by something eternal—something that could never be undone."

['INHUMAN HUMAN' (EX)]

It was a truth so many had feared, yet so few had ever truly understood. To be human was to be limitless.

Despair was meaningless. Pain was nothing more than a stepping stone. Even when stripped of everything, when crushed beneath impossible odds, when reduced to nothing but raw will—it endured.

Humanity was never meant to be confined by reason. It was never meant to be bound by weakness. It was something far greater, something that defied even the gods themselves.

"A monster could be understood. A monster had rules. But this—this was something that should not exist. A being that could surpass all logic, all restraints—simply because it refused to do otherwise."