NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 72: Her Origins.
(Quen’s POV)
Blood, blood, blood… all I can remember is the endless blood that I wake up to. When did this even start? I have no idea. Rather than the first, main personality, I am the secondary one.
The girl who goes on a violent rampage, killing everything in her path, was the origin. I… all that I share with her is the name, Quen. Whoever she was, this woman had long since lost her mind.
I honestly have no idea why I even came to be. For what purpose did I serve? It clearly wasn’t to make the main personality feel remorseful. If that was the case… she would have stopped being a slaughter long ago.
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:Status:
Name: Quen.
Sex: Female.
Race: Human.
Domain: Murder.
Age: 8,437,731.
HP: 50,000/50,000.
MP: 25,000/25,000.
AGI: 441.
STR: 947.
DEX: 754.
INT: 563.
Hunger: 5,000/5,000.
True Level: 100.
Race Level: 100/100.
Current EXP: 0/0.
Titles: The Endless Slaughterer.
Self Improvement Points: 9,832.
Upgrades/Skills Available: 50.
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She never spends her SIPs, nor buys any upgrades. And luckily, she also doesn’t evolve either. This was very good. If we evolve, then the hope of someone killing us would be so far lower.
But does that really matter? Even in just this dimension alone, I had killed… I don’t even know how many people have been slain by me at this point. All I know… is that, whenever I do get control over our body and actually wake up, I am covered in blood, and will be standing in a blood-filled nightmare.
My Title… my Domain… it all fits so damn well. If I am not a monster, then what am I? I cannot even end my life… Regardless of how many times that I’ve tried, the original personality would just take control.
She wouldn’t let me commit suicide, nor would she let me starve us to death. In more ways than one, this was truly a personal hell for me. And… I didn’t even know why this was happening.
What happened to this woman? How did she get such a Domain and Title? Where does her insanity even stem from? All questions, that I very much had absolutely no answers to.
Celia: “Are you really a monster?” She asked.
Quen: “…”
Her words were odd… They weren’t the kind of words that someone should speak to a woman who has murdered countless innocent people. Her tone was kind, as well. I was beyond confused while facing her.
But… all was revealed once I inspected her Status. Celia’s domain was Lesbian Love, which meant that, regardless of the crime, she was very unlikely to ever hate a female.
The scene around me was horrible, but I felt so much endless warmth radiating off of this woman. When she looked at me… there wasn’t a murderer depicted in her eyes. Instead, I was surely a woman that she wished to save.
All these deaths at my hands… though not directly, I have killed so many people. In that case, I am really one that can receive saving, and even forgiveness? I have no idea… what will Celia do? Ah, she is taking out her sword, huh? Good! Kill me… and release me from this never-ending nightmare!