Capítulo 10: Rip And Tear
Fae here, sorry that I haven't updated the chapters in a bit, and also sorry for them being so short beforehand. I'll be making sure to make them longer, and I'll be changing my writing style a little from here on out.
Oh, and since I have more time on my hands I'll be adding chapters every 2-3 days, but for the rest of this month, I'll be releasing 1-2 chapters per day to make up for the earlier short chapters.
Now let's get back to the little psychopath's journey.
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I quickly walked over to one of the doors in the abandoned apartment to finally test out the strength of my blood gauntlets. I felt so excited to be able to feel the one thing I always wanted to feel in my past life, even if it may seem silly to others, I finally get the chance to feel powerful and in control.
With each step towards the door, I could feel my excitement increase tenfold, before I knew it my steps became faster and faster until I was running at full speed to the door.
My excitement had reached its peak causing me to jump towards the door with the claws of my gauntlets raised over my head. Once the door was within my reach I put all my strength into bringing down my claws toward the door in an X-like motion. The results of what I saw when my feet touched the ground where the door once was were truly amazing.
The entire door had been torn into just pieces of surprisingly small wood. Whether it was the poor condition of the door or my gauntlets actually being strong I couldn't care less. I felt strong, even if it was nothing compared to the actually strong people of this world, it was something truly splendid to me.
I won't even deny that I started giggling just like the original Toga when she had a yandere moment while looking at that now-broken door. The last time I felt this happy was when I had killed those bastard scientists that experimented on me and the others for 'the betterment of society'.
After a good couple minutes of me giggling, I finally took a closer look at the door and noticed something unexpected. It wasn't the raw strength of my gauntlets or the condition of the door that caused it to become nothing but pieces.
The way I can tell is because even the doorway had marks from something sharp going clean through it. Did my gauntlets do something different while I was blinded by my excitement?
I went over to a nearby wall to test out my gauntlets again to see if I accidentally made them more powerful than I thought they would be. I raised my right gauntlet-covered hand and quickly slashed at the wall with my claws. But my claws got stuck within the wall after going in only an inch.
This instantly made me realize that in their current state, my gauntlets aren't actually that strong. But then that begs the question, how in the hell did my claws cleave through the door and the doorway so seamlessly beforehand?
After managing to pull out my claws from the wall, I tried to remember anything about quirks like Blood Manipulation that could explain this turn of events.
Then it hit me, Blood Manipulation is similar to Vlad King's quirk Blood Control. The main difference between the two is mine can manipulate not just my blood but also other people's blood, and his keeps him from dying of blood loss. But both are still capable of controlling blood and are both emitter-type quirks.
Emitter types usually have some effect on the personality or emotions of the user, so what if a strong emotion is introduced to this type with a single goal in mind? What if my excitement of finally feeling strong and in control affected the state of my gauntlets because they were made with my quirk?
Maybe, it could also work with my other emotions, just like my excitement before. When I came to this conclusion I faced the wall again and tried to focus on some of my memories that usually made me pissed or scared.
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But, no matter how much I focused on those memories for some reason I just felt numb. There wasn't any anger, fear, sadness, or anything just a numbing feeling, almost like I was just watching my memories from someone else's point of view and not from my own.
Now that I think about it, haven't I been too calm since I arrived in this world? And not just that, before my death I was usually more anxious or angry from my 'childhood'. But here in this world, I've been more daring and happy, something that was completely foreign to me beforehand.
Hell, I couldn't even make friends in my past life because I constantly thought they would hurt me, but somehow I'm more open to the idea of making friends and meeting people in this world once my plan comes to fruition! What in the hell is this logic?!
Did whatever bring me here fuck with my emotions, or does this fucking system somehow have Gamer's Mind and I didn't know it?! The more I thought about it the more I panicked, before I knew it I started to have a panic attack, which is something I was all too familiar with in the past.
[NOTICE user's emotional state is becoming distorted, the system is contacting ????? for a solution]
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[NOTICE ????? has provided the system with a solution that should be familiar to the user]
In my panicked state, I didn't notice what the system was saying, but before I knew my vision darkened making it seem like the sun had already set. Around me, I saw a dark alley that looked all too familiar, it was the same alley that I was almost raped in once while I was homeless in my past life.
It was also the same alley where I killed someone that wasn't one of those bastard scientist. Walking out from the shadows of the alley was the same man that tried to rape me, he was also the same man that I killed on that night. From what I remembered on that night the guy was some big-shot news reporter who decided to get drunk to celebrate his raise with his friends.
Why he decided to walk down this alley away from his friends that night, I don't know, the only reason I knew that other stuff was because he wouldn't shut up until I gave him a reason to.
"Well looky here, it must be my lucky day, 'cause I've been wanting a good hole to fuck tonight after *hic* getting some drinks tonight." He said to me just like he did back then.
I don't know how I got here again, but I'll be damned if I let that bastard even graze my skin let alone fuck me. It's not even because I'm gay, but because if I'm going to fuck anyone it'll be under my conditions, not some lanky drunk piece of shit's!
"C'mon girly why don't ya come over here and *hic* I'll show you a real good time." He said in that tone that I hate almost as much as those scientists.
With each word he spoke, I could feel myself becoming more and more pissed off, it eventually got to the point that I had completely forgotten my panic attack from before. All I could think about at that moment was how much I wanted to hear this piece of shit scream for mercy or for someone to come and help him.
Before he could even utter another word I ran at him with my gauntlets at my sides and my claws ready to spill his blood. When I was only a foot or so away from him I jumped into the air and tackled that bastard to the ground with my claws digging into his shoulders.
When he felt my claws pierce his skin he let out a scream that was music to my ears at that moment. With the pain and the pressure of the rest of my body pushing him, he easily lost his balance and fell onto the dirty ground of the alley.
Before I realized it I was tearing into his chest and face with a smile so deranged it almost looked like the original Toga was back and loving every second of his screams and blood spreading throughout that alley. But don't be mistaken it was still me at the wheel, this was just me, the same me that before looked like a shaken bunny but was in fact a predator that would devour and destroy whatever piece of shit tried to take what little I had in my life.
And though you may think that I was just ripping him like any other beast desperate for food. I was actually solely focusing on keeping him alive while also making him feel the most pain. I did this by making sure my claws didn't go too deep into him but also didn't just graze his skin.
I planned to fully enjoy making this poor excuse for a human being suffer. With each swing of my claws, each spray of his blood, each scream he let out I was going to enjoy it all and engrain it into the deepest parts of my mind.
"HOW DOES THIS FEEL YOU BASTARD, YOU WANTED TO STRETCH SOME HOLES SO BAD, WELL NOW I'LL GIVE YOU SOME NEW HOLES THAT'LL NEVER CLOSE!!!" I screamed with joy and my smile growing to an almost monstrous level.
In my life outside of those scientists and my 'parents', I had an unexplainable hatred for three types of people, and this guy fit into two of those categories. Pedophiles, rapists, and child abusers are the types of people I still hate more, almost, anything.
Sadly though, my fun couldn't last forever, cause after what felt like several amazing hours the bastard went and died on me. But his blood remained spread throughout that alley on him, the ground, the walls, and on me.
It was a scene that Toga would consider a work of art, and to be honest, at this moment I would have to agree. But, after a couple of minutes of me panting from the joy and 'exercise' of what I had done, I found myself back in that abandoned apartment.
When I looked around confused about why I was back in that apartment, I noticed that the walls, doors, and floor had clean claw marks that were more than six inches deep. It seems that while I thought I was ripping that bastard several new ones, I was actually destroying this apartment room.
But hey, at least this proves my emotions can affect any emitter-type quirks I get. Other than that panic attack, and the the questions I still have, I'd count this as a major win for me.
[NOTICE the user has managed to calm down after their 'exercise' the system will now return to generating the next quest for the user]
Huh, so it was the system that made me think I was back in that alley. Well while others might be pissed about being taken back into the alley they were almost raped in, I found that to be pretty awesome.
After all, I got to kill that bastard what's his face all over again, and I don't even have to worry about being caught for it. So, to me, that was like getting to have your favorite food again after not having it for so long.
But still holy shit, I may have more in common with Toga than I originally thought, no wonder she was my number one favorite from the show. And now I actually kind of feel bad for taking her place entirely, cause if I'm here in her body, where the hell is her soul?
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