Exhausted as I am, I tie up


    another trash bag. This time, I was barely able to make the knot,


    everything was so blurry, and I could barely keep up my balance. This


    is the… 15th, possibly 16th, bag… full of dead bodies.


    But I think I''m only one replication before achieving it, another


    clone. I swing my shaking arm up to prepare for the final result. I


    begin pushing out my energy, I feel it reverberating through my guts


    out to my arm. The air commences to spin faster, tearing through the


    air, emitting shrieks and whistling.


    The whistling fades out into a deep water-splashing reverberation.


    It''s when the blood starts to form, the flesh is molded afterward. I


    watch the flesh grow thick, the blood vessels sprout like roots, but


    they hang instead of being implanted into the flesh. This continues


    until the heart is fully generated, I''ve seen it so many times now.


    The muscles start forming now, they start tightening while the blood


    vessels slowly inject themselves within. There is no way this was


    natural, I knew this process was wrong, but I''m not experienced


    enough or even understand how it works.


    The rest of the organs start forming, I can barely even witness what


    is forming due to the size of the body and organs, it is as small as


    a baby, and it is horrifying, and I hate it. Though after most of the


    organs are formed, now the skin begins to thin.


    The skin is so thin that you can see the all the bloody compartments


    of the human body under the skin. This part of the formation is what


    caused me to fail most of the other attempts I''ve made, for the


    further I progress, the more monstrous and hideous of a creation I


    bring. I vomited and lost concentration too many times, but it''s


    gotten so bad that I might''ve gotten used to it.


    Now the muscles expand, the bones are being built and mended


    throughout the body. The clone now looks around the age of around


    seven to ten. I continue pouring my power, I feel like I''m about to


    pass out. Just a little more, just five more minutes. My tiredness


    caused my knees to give out. I close my eyes while on my knees and my


    arm up, I wasn''t going to give in. The body is already around teenage


    years.


    After what felt like ten minutes, the body was looking exactly like


    me, or the clone I''m controlling at the moment. From my previous


    attempts, I tried to reverse the spinning after I thought I cloned a


    kid body. The problem was that the heart stopped too soon, but I


    figured out that reversing the spinning of the formations will give a


    little boost to their bloodstream and therefore pump their blood fast


    enough to keep the heartbeat running.


    I start to reverse the flow of formations, I can''t leave it like this


    for too long or else the entire blood gets messed up and the whole


    body explodes. Not literally, but in the inside of the organs it


    does. I watch closely as the skin thickens slowly, and the


    bones creak a little. The heartbeat was getting louder and louder,


    and… <i>CUT IT!</i> I


    scream mentally as I stop the process. The clone drops to the floor,


    under it being the black trash bags I spread out, slightly covered in


    wet mud and some blood.


    * * *


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    I sit with my back to the wall, I want to rest and sleep. But right


    now there''s something more important to look at. I can hear the


    second heartbeat apart from my own. I wait a while to wear off my


    hyperventilation before crawling over to my new clone. It looks


    exactly the same as the clone I first had. It feels so surreal, I


    just created a clone from literal thin air. I lay my ear near its


    mouth to hear it breathing very slowly.


    I want to test out my ability on the new clone, but I have no more


    energy left, my head feels like a bell being rung over and over. I


    take off my jacket to cover the clone in the cold, dark back alley we


    are sitting in.


    The bloody bags around us, I don''t know how I''ll get rid of them.


    Then I suddenly remembered that there''s a sewer manhole around here


    somewhere. As much as I want to sleep right now, if I don''t get rid


    of the bodies now, I will have a much worse time tomorrow.


    Considering that it looks like it might already be around four in the


    morning, I don''t want to risk any chances.


    I didn''t have to look far to find a manhole. So I leave off the new


    clone sitting aside the wall while I grab two bags out of twelve,


    which was a little less than what I thought I had made. I drag two


    bags at once to the nearest manhole, which is around fifty meters


    from the alley way, near a small doughnut shop. There were almost no


    cars in the streets at this time, it felt so refreshing, and uncanny


    at the same time. Due to the events of the Awakening, all the


    violence and such has led to many citizens to leave the city. I guess


    it became apparent to me here since there wasn''t any cars parked


    outside around this area.


    If I still had my fear of monsters in the dark, I would be very


    terrified being outside in the dark alone. But I put an end to that


    fear a long time ago. It was when I started to part my self from any


    paranormal beliefs, so I also stopped believing in curses, ghosts,


    monsters. It took me some time to accept them, but I did and probably


    won''t change my mind unless magic becomes a thing, end of story.


    After I took some time to observe the stars, which was impossible


    before with so many lights turned on in the city, since light


    pollution is a thing. So I put the bags on the ground while I open


    the lid of the manhole.


    The lid has a square opening in the center, I can put my hand inside


    and pull out. Which I did, I had to budge multiple times, but I


    finally popped it open and put it to the side. I lean my head over to


    see how dark it is, there are no lights at all, it''s all just pitch


    black.


    I can hear the faded sounds of the sewer water moving throughout the


    tunnels. I quickly take the bags and drop them in, it''s not worth


    going anywhere inside. That''s two down, ten more to go.


    After I take my time, I spend the next hour tossing the rest and


    close the lid back up.


    I had cleaned up the alley way to look how it was before. Now I need


    to sleep. I''ve been yawning the entire time. I needed somewhere safer


    to sleep. Me and my other clone.


    There was a large garbage bin behind one of the stores that I dragged


    my new clone to, we weren''t going to sleep in it, that would be


    disgusting. But it would hide us if we slept alongside the wall


    behind it.


    So that''s how we will wake up smelling rotten eggs. There was most


    definitely a better option if I looked harder, but that would take


    too long, and I''m too close to dying from exhaustion.


    * * *


    “<i>Buhther ther luk eh.” </i>I


    hear as I slowly wake myself up. Someone is nearby and talking.


    I look next to me and grab my clone next to me, she''s still alive.


    “<i>Fer ouv lakter jaar.” </i>I


    hear the same voice again, the words sound like a different language


    but the tone and accent of the words sound like perfect Japanese. It


    sounds like a man speaking formally, slightly deeper vocals.


    The speaking sounds a little farther away, so I don''t think I should


    be in any danger. I peek my head around the garbage bin to spot


    anyone passing by, but no one, no sign of any person.


    <i>"LUK


    ER QUI JUMIN," I JUMPED. </i>The


    voice was loud and right behind me. I quickly turn around, prepared


    to throw hands. But to my surprise, there was no one behind me, but a


    bird.