The door

  opens with Kazu on the other side of the frame.

  He sees me wearing a new outfit, which is kind of embarrassing. He

  has a surprised face on.

  "I just took my second body to get some loot. It's survival

  basics," I tell him.

  "Uhh, yeah, sure ok," He says while opening the door wider.

  "Not what I thought Mom went when she said you'd be going

  outside." He admits.

  'What else could I mean?' I thought to myself before going to my room

  to meet Split Body.

  I drop the duffel bag on the floor as I enter and see my original

  body waiting there menacingly.

  "Why weren't you the one to open the door, huh?" If it

  wasn't me, I would've probably punched Split Body.

  He looks at me with amazement, "Nice outfit! You probably don't

  need the helmet on when you're inside the house," He says while

  ignoring my question. "Hey, let's merge quickly. You need to

  learn about this."

  "Give me a break dude, do you even know how tired I am? I got

  shot in my arm, and the first thing you think is merge?!" I

  whine out as I toss my helmet to the ground and lay on the bed with

  my arms and legs stretched out.

  "How bad is it?" He says using a tone of carelessness.

  "It just went right through the muscle, and it hurts. I found

  bandages, but I think I need to use rubbing alcohol."

  "Yeah... good luck with that." He says, lying back.

  "Merge me and let Ryuuka rest. We can use alcohol when you're

  not using the body. This is important." He says this time with a

  more serious tone.

  "Fine," I said, bracing myself for a brain cramp, then

  proceeded to use my mind to push my power forward to Split Body

  without lifting a single finger. I learned to do that after a while

  of merging minds.

  My eyes fade into my main body, and my brain feels like it is getting

  violently scratched with huge, sharp nails, to the point my body was

  twitching and snapping from my sharp pain sensors going off.

  My mind was now merged with Ryuuka and my main body, I learned a lot

  more stuff instantly about powers from articles my main body read

  while Ryuuka was out, this came along with dirty thoughts I had while

  in my main body. One thing that immediately stood out though, was a

  new concept of how I would use my power.

  When I'm merged, the only way to tell apart which memory I'm looking

  at is either from another memory that remembers which body I was in

  or by what I saw in the memory. I assume this is why it takes a while

  to process all the information in my brain. Sometimes, if I don't

  process the information in my brain thoroughly, I feel like I made

  memories that don't exist or start repeating stuff I already did on

  the other body.

  Although it bothers me, it can wait until I find a solution.

  This new memory of the concept of

  my power was the first thing I processed in my head, immediately

  after, the inside of my mouth was filled with vomit. I went to the

  toilet to puke it out twice.

  'How is that possible?!' The new power I discovered was much more

  complex and uncanny than I initially thought.

  What I saw in my memory, or what I remembered was my main body

  reaching out his hand in the backyard with air spinning around,

  tearing itself, around where his hand was pointing.

  The scary part was what looked like a small human heart was being

  grown out of thin air as if it was being generated. As the air kept

  going around in a circle like it was tearing the air around it, the

  human heart started beating—Split Body got scared and let go of the

  power, the heart immediately dropped from floating above the ground,

  and as it squashed and rolled on the ground, blood sprayed around it.

  Split Body immediately moved away and started vomiting a storm.

  Split Body brought a black trash bag and used a piece of cloth to

  pick up the heart and place it inside the bag. As he does this, I

  feel all of the sensations, the squishy meat, the oily blood

  drenching my hands. It was like it was me who was there, even though

  I was controlling Ryuuka at the time.

  Split Body no longer attempted to move forward with continuing what

  he was doing and waited until I came back.

  After processing this, the first thought that came to my mind wasn't

  that I might be able to create more bodies while controlling Ryuuka,

  or how it was even possible, the science behind creating all of it,

  or even understanding how it operated. No, the first thing I could

  think of was if this was even morally right.

  My brain thought of a whole ocean of questions on this new ability

  I've discovered, 'What will Mom and Kazu think?' I contemplate in my

  mind the many moral problems and complications that could occur.

  I take a look at Ryuuka who is sleeping on the

  bed, slightly drooling. 'Was Ryuuka also created like that?' It was a

  wild thought, if I could make many and

  somehow found a way to control multiple of them at once... No wait, I

  might be thinking too optimistically, although, even if

  I control

  all of them, wouldn't that still allow me to have multiple lives to

  go through? If I have to go through the process of creating clones,

  does that mean I can change their genetics? The last question held

  great value, I just imagined a whole city of normal-looking people,

  but each person is controlled by me...

  I suppressed myself from thinking

  too far off. First off, I needed to get accustomed to this power.

  There's already some people who have overpowered abilities.

  Meanwhile, I can only control two people, which is a major difference

  in power scale.

  Maybe because my power isn't meant to be structured for quality like

  all of those strong abilities, my power is within numbers.

  Even though I would like to create more of me, it's already weird and

  awkward with Mom and Kazu having to live with Ryuuka and when I

  control her.

  I choose to split my food in half and eat only half the plate and

  leave the rest for when I control Ryuuka. Something that bothers me

  is when I switch to Ryuuka, it delivers me a much stronger headache

  than when I merge back to the main body. Not to mention showering,

  last thing we need is another person hogging the bath, so when I go

  shower, I switch and both of us go in, we quickly shower and get out.

  When Mom and Kazu realized this, they were fearful that I might've

  been doing the dirty stuff. I made them realize once again that I own

  the bodies and have already seen both of them naked.

  After all, I've only done one session of intercourse with Split Body,

  it was fine and all at first, but you can only imagine how tangled my

  brain got after merging. Feeling the sensations both from each side

  was too weird so I stopped doing it. Not to mention, doing it for the

  first time with yourself is well...

  Either way, adding another Ryuuka

  to the family would be too hard, I can't be sharing my plates in

  three ways, not including how Mom and Kazu would react if they see me

  go in the shower with two women.

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  This is all considering that I would be making another Ryuuka, I

  would hope to make more men so I have more muscle and strength.

  There are other things that are bothering me, Ryuuka, although

  doesn't have a huge rack, they still gets in the way and the movement

  at first felt completely different from a man's. Secondly, I need to

  buy clothes for men and women's. Lastly, for now at least, I need to

  cut her hair, it's too long, when I had the hoodie on it wasn't much

  of a problem since the hoodie locked the hair in place, however, as

  soon as I changed to a tank top, the hair goes all over the place.

  I didn't want to bother my family knowing I can make more humans, but

  it's necessary for my power to evolve, so I will just have the new

  one living in the streets and survive after I learn how to control

  this power first.

  I switch to Ryuuka and experience the brain cramp. I had Split Body

  take a nap. I needed to test if my power works while I'm not in the

  main body.

  It seems that the flesh wound that was inflicted from the bullet on

  my left arm had dried out. Moving it quickly still stings, I still

  need to add alcohol later after this.

  I go under the kitchen sink cabinet and roll

  out a couple trash bags for the tests.

  I that

  what I'm doing is probably wrong, but if I don't do it, who will?

  It's evil... but the evil is necessary.

  I walk out onto the top right corner of the backyard, behind a tree.

  I spot blood and vomit stains that were caused from the first time my

  main body attempted to create a human.

  I open up a trash bag and lay it open outwards on the floor, I came

  outside expecting some failed results.

  After taking a long, deep breath, I take my right arm outward and

  focus on my power. From my main body's memory, a lot was going on

  through the senses, I have to take into account that feeling

  sensations through memories is hard to interpret since they aren't

  currently happening.

  Looks like Split Body was just careless dumping in lots of energy and

  twisting it into different threads.

  I try to duplicate the same action from my memory and pour in energy,

  I can never see my energy, but I can somehow sense it, I don't

  understand how, but my brain kind of buzzes when I sense energy. This

  could have also been the case when I was outside and watching those

  two guys fighting.

  The only problem with is that it can easily mistaken with sound

  vibrating in your ears, or when your having a minor headache. So in

  order to feel it you would need to concentrate on the feeling.

  My energy starts pouring out in a large blob. I try to find different

  ways to twist my energy, the best I could manage was rotating the

  blob counter-clockwise in a very slow pace, and it wasn't consistent.

  'I don't get it, why isn't it working,' I think to myself.

  I start trying every thing I could

  think of in my brain to control it, until, a dash of wind quickly

  stirred the air like a tornado, but it stopped immediately.

  "Oh, I did something!" I

  say excitedly to myself, attempting to repeat my action.

  At the very lower back of my brain I can kind of control it, I try to

  budge the muscle, and it causes more wind to fly out.

  I find that, if I pour energy

  while using the odd part of my brain, the blob of energy I produced

  starts spinning horrifically fast. I wasn't done yet, it's still not

  like strings like how I recalled.

  I start playing around with the movement of the blob. I immediately

  find out the solution, if I spin the blob extremely fast, and then

  stop only at the half part of the blob, one side would stop, and the

  moving side would crash into it, producing these threads.

  The wind started spinning around me now, some blood was forming! My

  excitement turns into disturbance when I slowly start seeing it form.

  But why was it so slow?

  I pour in more energy, which seemed to barely make it faster. So

  instead I tried to fold the threads again... but how?

  The blob was easy because it was

  just a big sphere. But strings is going to be a different process.

  After some time, I finally found that I could immediately stop the

  speed of half of the string's body, which would propel the other side

  into itself and cut itself in half vertically and horizontally from

  the twist.

  'Now it's going four times as fast!' I thought to myself as I watched

  blood veins start to form in.

  After almost a minute, a very tiny heart is formed, it's not beating

  yet. This was where split body stopped, but I was committed.

  In fear of it going out, I pour more energy, but something was wrong.

  My energy felt like it was colliding with itself. It's halting every

  few times it spins and that stops the process of creating the heart

  every now and then.

  Suddenly my energy feels like it got tangled with itself and stopped

  working for a whole two seconds. The heart almost started to far from

  the air, but I forced my power to hold it up and continue the

  process.

  'Don't do this to me!'

  Pouring more energy felt exhausting now, every time it breaks, I have

  to send in a more energy constantly. The exponential drain of my

  power was getting in the way.

  My energy feels like a PC with

  lots wires and horrible wire organization.

  The heart forms more and starts faintly beating.

  'Yes! Keep growing!'

  Suddenly then after, the threads get clogged up and stop spinning, as

  the heart falls from the air, my heart sinks in despair.

  "Noooo!" I scream unintentionally.

  'Why? Why didn't it work!' I sob as I look down at the heart, which

  slowly loses it's already faint beating.

  The little heart was sat conveniently on the black trash bag. I

  didn't know how to feel at this moment, it was as if I just killed a

  real person. I pulled up the bag's pull tabs to get the heart within

  the bag.

  After I stopped shaking from the horrors I bestowed upon myself, I

  started concentrating again.

  This time however, I will try to stabilize the strings from the

  start!

  My energy forms the blob, I use my power to fold it into strings,

  then before I fold those in half, I sorted them into a particular

  pattern to avoid getting tangled, then folded them once more before

  starting the process.

  It went smoothly, until the lungs started to form, the strings

  started forming differently than before and were unintentionally

  connected together to form different proportioned strings. The

  different sizing immediately clogged the whole system and the heart

  dropped.

  'What the hell! It was just going well!'

  The problem was that, in order to untangle the strings, I would have

  to decrease the speed tremendously to catch them. In doing so, I risk

  the heart being destabilized and drop.

  I do it again, this time with a

  different pattern.

  The heart drops halfway through the process.

  I try again, this time I make more than one blob. It starts forming

  almost 20x faster, but immediately fails on the kidneys.

  I try again, this time it will use a special pattern for each blob

  and group of strings. It drops halfway through the colon.

  I try again, and again, and again.

  Every time, it gets more and more closer to how a person's organs

  would look. I was crying throughout the whole time.

  Four hours passed by, I only got

  to making the limbs, not even at the bones yet.

  It was in the middle of evening. I couldn't take it anymore for

  today. I decided to continue it the next day before I turn delirious.

  While my hands were shaking, I managed to put all the organs I

  created into a single trash bag, they were all very small, but they

  were pretty heavy.

  I closed the bag extremely tight. As I slowly start regaining my

  sanity, I smell the molded metallic smell of blood engulfing my nose.

  I had to throw this bag away quickly before anyone found out what

  horrifying events took place here.

  First of all, I leave the bag behind the tree and go through the

  kitchen door and grab a spray can of air freshener.

  I go back outside and empty out the entire can on mostly on the bag,

  and some spray some of it on the floor where the stench also reached.

  I pick up the trash bag on my right arm, with the can on my left.

  I move out from the backyard toward the backyard fence gate, open it,

  and close it on my way out onto the front yard.

  To my horror, I see Kazu checking

  the mailbox.

  'What the hell! Why is he checking the mailbox?! What does he think,

  we're getting a birthday invitation in the current state of the

  world?!' My thoughts start going off.

  He turns around and sees Ryuuka carrying a black trash bag with an

  odd shape to it, a terrified face, and the most shady part, she was

  coming from the backyard.

  Kazu starts walking towards Ryuuka with a confused expression.

  "What are you carrying?" He asks.

  "I was just going to throw away the trash."

  I continued walking towards the trash bin.

  "Why did you come out of the backyard?" He asks.

  I felt like I was covering up a murder—but it wasn't right? Since

  what I create aren't real people.

  "S–so the um, the bag had a lot of liquid inside that was

  going to dirty the floor, so I went around the house." I told

  him, slightly stuttering my lies.

  I start hearing trickling drops of liquid under the bag, the blood

  was coming out.

  I quickly walk and open the trash container and start lifting the bag

  in with my other hand. "O–oh the–that pomegranate juice."

  What am I saying? I'm making it more suspicious.

  "Hey, wait!" He walks to me before I throw in the bag.

  "Why are you acting so weird?" He asks as I throw in the

  bag and close the lid container.

  "What do you mean? I don't know, there's a lot of things going

  on these days." I said before going back inside.

  I look back at him before entering the house, still standing there.

  I go inside and wash my hands and face, before going to my room.

  I was tired and didn't want to merge, my mental state was already

  shattered and my body was shaking. The last thing I needed now was

  another headache.

  I got in the bed with my main body and slept facing the other side.

  I made a lot of progress, but my

  power feels drained, I'll just continue it the next day.