Villain of my own novel

SWOOSH

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The next day.

He woke Elvira up and went out first; the first thing he saw as soon as he walked out was blood; a pungent smell of blood hit his nostrils, which he didn't seem to mind as he simply began to move without a regard for his surroundings.

All kinds of vehicles were destroyed, some were crushed, slashed in half, torn apart, bit off, and many strange things filled the area, Skyscrapers and high buildings seemed to have broken in half as the other half was on the ground, debris covering the path, glasses were shattered only a few remained cracked on the walls, goblin and some other low ranked monsters were roaming around leisurely, human and monster blood had splattered everywhere, limbs, heads, intestines and many other body parts, including monster's, could be seen everywhere, with some even dangling from the buildings.

Only half of their bodies could be seen hanging, either the upper or lower bodies were dangling, some were skewered on a spike, and many monsters roamed the streets, he had to sneak past them, and even the path he walked required him to put his life on the line.

He went to the 'camp' where all of the awakened were gathered and were being assigned to squads with captains, damage dealer, long range damage dealers, healers and 'baggage.' Baggage was a moniker for the non-awakened people whose tasks were to carry everything they killed and bring back to the camp, and Quinn was one of the 'Baggage' even though he was an awakened, because 'Supporter' class was treated like trash and because they were weak with no physical nor magical strength, they were only, in slightest margin, stronger than the non-awakened.

Camp was a place where they exchanged monsters, cores, and other valuables for money and they were not allowed to bring anything out, there was strict checking and security, and even a splattered blood lump was enough to get somebody ripped off by the security team, and Quinn was one of those who would get ripped off for doing anything, which was not the case with Elvira because she was 'strong' and was one of those who would rip off others if they messed with her.

That day wasn't anything strange as it repeated the same thing as the days passed.

A month later.

"This damn system!" Quinn snarled as he kneeled behind Elvira, drying her blonde wet hair as she returned from a bath.

"Its only use is that it increases our growth rate by a bit and displays our traits and nothing else, it's just useless!" Quinn snarled while drying her hair softly.

"Yeah, yeah." Elvira nodded her head as she rolled her eyes because she was used him grumbling about the system.

"Hey, I'm not joking! Did you notice anything else that's...use.... full....." Quinn was glaring down at her before his voice turned into a mumble while his throat dried in an instant, his body heated up, and his heartbeat sped up as if it wanted to pop out, when Quinn's gaze fell on a water droplet that trickled down from Elvira's ear and slowly made its way to her bosom.

BA-BUMP (8x)

"!" Elvira's eyes widened when she heard his heartbeat and noticed that his hands had slowed; she didn't know what had happened, so she slowly raised her head to stare at Quinn.

BA-BUMP (6x)

Quinn met her eyes and slowly leaned forward subconsciously, Elvira leaned back slightly and they.....

Kissed.

'Stop! I don't want to watch a p*rno right now!' I pleaded, though I didn't know why, it somehow felt..... wrong, which they completely disregarded because they couldn't hear it, of course, and continued.

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A month later.

'I..... Who? I don't know who I am, I know my name is 'Quinn,' but when I think about it like that, I suddenly feel strange, I don't know why... I am feeling all of 'my' feelings and thoughts and I know that I'm 'Quinn,' but I don't know I'm 'Quinn' because I sometimes feel like I'm 'Elvira,' and that is strange too, because when I 'think,' 'Quinn' doesn't, nor does 'Elvira,' only 'I' think... but 'my' heart pains every time it does for them and I noticed something, that was, 'I' feel two parties' emotions and they should be related to me.... No, they should be related to 'Quinn' up to a certain extent.'

(AN: Ahem, I apologize if it is too confusing)

'I don't know what and why but 'I' am 'Quinn' but 'Quinn' is not 'me.' Quinn is living and I am not, that would be the best explanation.'

'I don't know why I'm explaining everything or who I'm explaining it to... This is the 59th time I'm doing that....'

"Good morning, Eli." I, no, Quinn awoke and softly whispered in Elvira's ear; they were on the bed cuddling with each other, their bare shoulders visible because everything else was covered by the blanket.

"Mmn~" Eli woke up, hummed happily and stretched her hands wide.

"Mhmn~ Uggghhhh~" Quinn stretched his body and his lower body trembled for a brief moment. (AN: ;))

"Hahaha, get up! We have work to do!" Eli giggled and said, but her words and actions didn't match because she turned around and hugged Quinn.

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A year later.

'I still don't know who I am, and I'm slowly starting to 'feel' 'everything,' I am feeling emotions of every human emotion from all over the world, and since a week ago I've been trying to control how much I feel, I feel like if I feel another strong emotion, I will lose whoever this 'I' or 'me' is....'

Everything has remained the same since the beginning, the only difference being Quinn, who somehow became strong enough to stand up to himself, he trained with Elvira and some of his so-called 'friends' whose emotions are simply filled with greed, envy, and jealousy, though I want to warn him, I can't because I am simply 'feeling' absolutely everything, I feel the entire world itself, those emotions, painful ones and happy ones, though painful ones stand above everything, I too am feeling all the painful emotions of all the people around Quinn even when I am controlling the.... I'm not sure what it is, but I've realized that I have no control over it.

Quinn has been in many life-threatening situations, and I have felt everything he has felt, including the 'death' of his companions, which did not seem to have much of an effect on 'me.' Everything felt torturous, even the happy emotions, with the help of the memories of the 'me' as 'Quinn' I realized that I need a sense of 'self' which is getting further and further away the more I try to think about it.

The sense of self seemed like something too far out of the reach for 'me' because I didn't understand much about what a sense of self is, and continued to feel emotions of humans and monsters from all over the world with even a slight deviation, so I had to have complete control over it first before I try to achieve a sense of self, so I continued to be tortured by painful emotions and some happy emotions...

Of course, a happy emotion was sufficient to push aside a mountain of painful emotions....

For a while.