Congratulations You're a Teddy Bear

i died and just so happened to wake up as a stuffed bear in the SCP universe with one very specific ability: to fix anything by pulling the damage into myself permanently. Extra limbs, eyes, and abilities come as I steadily grow stronger and become less and less like the teddy bear I was reborn as. I know exactly what I am and where I am. I've read the SCP wiki enough to also know they’re going to come for me. This is my story, not of a person trying to survive, but of someone who gets used as a tool long enough to decide I would make my own future, and whether the foundation agrees is irrelevant. I'll fight until the end .