Villain of my own novel-Chapter 133 132. Cursed (3).

?(AN: in the chapter128 '??? activating.....' an [ERROR!] has been added newly. Thank you for reading.)

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Few years later.

A being floated in the pitch-black space, looking like a mannequin with no distinguishing features. The being sat cross legged in nothingness and stared at 'Earth' in front of the being, the 'Earth' in front of the being looked like a globe used for references, there was absolutely nothing and to add to the contrast, the being could be seen from anywhere as the being was pure white and the mannequin -like body simultaneously pulsated with a dark purple ripple, billions of dark purple ripples shot out per second.

Every single ripple was related to a 'living' being's emotion, every time a living being felt something, the mannequin-like being felt those emotions, just a little bit stronger, torturing the being with every single ripple, 'it' had learned different things from those 'emotions' which were 'imprinted' and 'memories' of the living, which had started to force itself into 'it' as some time passed, the being too had stopped counting the days and started to accumulate 'power,' because 'it' discovered that was only method of becoming aware of 'its' existence that had yet to be....

Defined.

The emotions of the being..... No, it couldn't be 'emotions' because the being felt like it didn't have any, so 'something' it was feeling had become numb over time. Though the 'feeling' of whatever 'it' felt had numbed down, it didn't feel any less torturous, 'it' had just gotten 'used' to it as the greed to know the meaning of its existence increased, with the help of the being called 'Quinn,' 'it' was able to 'know' and 'understand' things, but wasn't able to comprehend them, it had something called as 'muscle memory,' but because it didn't have a body to use it, it began to grow 'stronger' to make one for itself.

Strong enough to create its own body, even if it appeared insignificant, and even though it could feel them through the others, its greed didn't allow it, because 'it' wanted to feel what the others felt by itself, and its 'greed' was the only thing it could feel by itself, yet.

In the meantime, Quinn Walker had his third child a year ago with his wife Elvira when he was 30 and she was 29, the children were now 5, 3, and 1, all of whom were boys, and they were closely observed by 'the being' in the hopes of learning something about its existence, not that it helped in any way.

The being had given up on everything and continued to be tortured, but it was somewhat bothered by the kids who were being hurt in very stupid ways, it 'felt' something by itself and that made the being angry because it had grown accustomed to the torturous emotions, but not only were the children a burden they also seems very...

Annoying. f𝒓𝑒e𝙬𝒆𝚋𝘯૦𝘷𝐞𝑙.c𝑜𝐦

'!'

'I am 'annoyed'...'

Though it was only a minor part of the being's daily torture, it was the first time in many years that the being felt something, and even though it was minor, that feeling came through the being and to it, it was not at all minor.

'Annoy is one of the emotions related to anger or rage!' The being let go of its cross legs and floated around with its hands crossed behind its back, it was a poor yet aristocratic imitation of 'pacing around.'

'And 'Anger' is a strong feeling that the 'living' have when something has happened or somebody did something that the 'living' do not like.' The being raised its hand slightly and clenched its fist, tearing apart the pitch-black space in the process, that too was a poor yet extreme imitation of the 'excitement' that some humans displayed.

'I am 'feeling!'' the being unclenched its hand and started at it, that was the imitation of disbelief, but if the being had a face to express its expressions, then it would have been an apathetic one.

'I do not like kids(?)' The being concluded with a tilt of its head.

'I should 'ignore' something I do not like.' The being concluded and sat cross legged again to get tortured and gain 'power.'

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A few years later.

Quinn Walker was now an 81 years old man, he had recently lost his wife Elvira and after her death some of his emotions had numbed down which had numbed down by a bit before because his kids had fought each other in the name of the rightful successor of Quinn Walker, the youngest who had been the most cunning of them all, killed every one of his brothers and became the successor of Quinn Walker one of the named Hero and the survivor of the 'Age of Disaster.'

Unbeknownst to Quinn Walker, the one who was responsible for his wife's death was also the youngest child and the one who knew the truth couldn't do anything, not that 'the being' would do anything even if it could.

The being had learned of the existence of 'Gods' who are not visible to the 'living' but are still believed to exist and watch over everything, they are beings who look over the balance of the world and control everything even though they are not visible, and this belief grew stronger after the system appeared in the world of the living.

"The 'Gods' have given us the system to protect ourselves and our loved ones from the other worldly beings!" was what the humans started to spread the belief and 'hope.'

And 'the being' who had been watching over them turned into a....

GOD!

When 'the being' became a 'God,' it felt like it had reached the road to awaken a sense of self, a truth behind its existence, something to define it.

The being tried and failed to interfere in the world of the 'living,' 'it' wanted to bless the 'living' for assisting it to reach a path that 'the being' could now see the end of, and when the being couldn't do what it wanted, the path seemed to drift away, so the being began to gain more 'power' in order to become strong enough to interfere with the world like the other so-called Gods are doing, and the long-gone greed for power returned, which could turn a 'God' into a 'Demon' with a small crossroads in the path that the being desired to see the end of.

Now, the mannequin figure in the middle of the pitch-black space stared down at the world with an apathetic expressionless expression on its face, while the dark purple pulse continued to increase and decrease as seconds passed, the being could feel the living being named 'Quinn's' emotions first before it could feel others, it was as if 'Quinn' was a priority, and the being understood that it was unboundedly bound to Quinn Walker for reasons unknown.

The being knew exactly how many emotions it would feel per second, and the more control it had over them, the stronger the emotions it felt. The being who could feel the emotions of all the 'living' on the world 'Quinn' was living in expected them to numb down, so that the being could never feel it again, but it only grew stronger as the day went on.

[62: Years.]

[22,630: Days.] 𝐟𝐫𝗲𝙚ｗ𝚎𝐛𝙣𝐨𝙫𝘦𝗹.c૦m

[543,120: Hours.]

[32,587,200: Minutes.]

[1,955,232,000: Seconds.]