1 A fanfic gone wrong!

During a full moon, not far from a battlefield, a person could be seen laying in the grass, dressed in a simple shirt and trousers.

I couldn't remember… what I was chasing, it was like I was asleep, my body acting on instinct. All I knew was that the moment I opened my eyes, I remembered that 'I' died, a hand piercing 'my' stomach… and the face of what killed me was that of a feral creature… my previous face. I felt sadness, felt something in my stomach that demanded to go out, and as I hunched over to vomit…

"Agh…." – nothing came out of my mouth, my body simply denying the fact that something was wrong.

"I'm sorry… sorry…" – even as the feeling of regret, fear, and pain came, the tears were nowhere to be found. The feelings that came so suddenly also left at a moment's notice.

Not even a minute later all those feelings left my body as if being ripped off. It may in a way, have been the fact that these emotions weren't even mine, not part of my true nature. Something borrowed so easily that it was considered a liability and so discarded.

As I stood there, trying to remember something only a few details came to mind, general knowledge that every resident of this world would know… Trying to dig deeper, I found regret, pain, for most of his life, but also joy, and an enormous amount of fear when he died, my hand/claw lodged inside his chest.

It was but a few minutes and now all I could think of the person I killed could be summarized in one word: WEAK.

It was an objective evaluation of the man's capabilities… and I found it lacking.

Deciding to stand up, I stumbled a few steps as I kneeled in the grass, my eyes narrowing as I felt something terrifying, something that made whatever my body was made of wriggle, it didn't show in my appearance but I could feel it moving beneath my skin…

Turning my head as fast as I could I searched left and right, but nothing drew my attention save from a few animals I could smell. As I turned to look up whatever was inside my body moved even faster, my eyes opened wide and became blood red, my mind became hazy and I knew that I found what I was looking for.

I could see… I could feel, the presence of something much stronger than me, something that I wanted so much, my hand started to rise by itself, reaching towards the moon. It wasn't terror that I felt… it was satisfaction, thrill, an urge that I could not deny myself.

At that moment I knew… I had found a predator, my current predator… and my soon to become prey.

Slowly I snapped out of my daze, sensing something nearby, presenting a more immediate threat. Pulling myself up, I turned around to sense something heading towards me from the direction of the village.

*Sniff* - "It is blood… he or she is injured… a grave wound, but why not head towards the village?

As whoever was approaching came closer, I noticed it was a male, his eyes dazed from the blood loss, a tear in his abdomen, most likely created from some flying debris, murmuring strange sentences that I could hear quite clearly.

"Cmon, just a little bit more… and I'll be able to rest… need to leave the combat zone… and sleep…" – the boy murmured as he made his way towards my location.

It made no sense, but if he thought that a wound like that would heal because of some sleep… either it was because of the state he was in… or he knew something I didn't.

The boy was around 12-14 years old, dressed in light battle gear, but my stolen memories didn't include any further information. While I couldn't determine his strength, I could determine that he was not to be taken lightly.

My senses told me to be careful, he was like me, a predator… not impressive at first sight but bursting with potential. I NEEDED to get him…

As something urged me, I opened my eyes wide.

The boy finally noticed me, limping towards me as he almost fell and I made to grab him. As soon as my hands made contact with him, his black eyes snapped open and a vicious light flashed in them.

"Forgive me, I can't take the risk." – saying that, a blade appeared in his hand and stabbed at my chest, going straight through where the heart used to be.

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It was there that I understood something important… were I anyone… were I anything else… I would have died there, I would have been nothing more than a cold corpse on the ground, decaying as time passed. I would not… COULD NOT accept that. All the troublesome thoughts, the way of thinking that the man I previously killed used… the one that I recently used, moved to the back of my mind, leaving only a single thought in my mind. CONSUME!

"I WILL NOT DIE HERE" – my voice came out as a growl from a beast, making the boy snap his head up and tremble.

As his small body frame was supporting the short sword piercing straight through me, my hand hugged his small frame, keeping him in place and tightening his body next to mine, locking any movement from his torso, arms, and hands. He would be unable to summon any other weapon or use his hand to perform any shinobi techniques.

His wounded body, too slow to respond, could only wiggle and try to get out of my iron grip… as I squeezed as hard as I could.

His body was tough, tougher than the previous man's body, a result of years of training… but now it didn't matter. His blood loss and exhaustion already predetermined my victory… or so I thought.

As the boy raised his eyes to meet mine I saw him steel himself and a sense of danger befell me, screaming for me to get out of here… away from the boy.

"SYSTE… " – as he was about to finish he found himself freed from the pressure.

I didn't know what the boy was going to do… but I had to stop him. Releasing him from my grip for a second I raised my hands and twisted his neck 180°. He was dead, no doubt about it… but he still had a few seconds till his mind recognized that fact, seconds that I couldn't afford to give him.

My hand rose at extreme speed, speared through the boy's head, taking most of his face, killing him instantly.

The entire time… a smile shone on my face, painting a terrifying picture as my clothes were painted red with the boy's blood. The few second fight, the fact that I had faced something with the ability to kill me… the fact that I hunted a predator greater than me… felt so RIGHT…

As tendrils escaped my arm, still lodged inside the boy's skull, I started to consume him, taking his everything and making it mine… but there was something else inside him… something that was escaping.

As I tried to latch on to it, it felt like I took a bite and the rest managed to getaway. I didn't know what it was… but it was deeply connected to the boy.

This connection was what allowed me to consume some of it before it cut itself loose. As I thought about whatever it was that managed to get away, a new perspective, a new way of thinking as well as new emotions soared through me… only for the emotions to leave just as soon.

As my mind passed through these new thoughts, I felt the boy's way of thinking overwrite that of my first victim… and my own nature slowly overwrite the boy's way of thinking, making it suit that of a predator. I knew that if another civilian appeared in front of me now… I could cut them in two without blinking an eye.

The farmer I killed at the beginning was way too estranged to killing, so my body had to suppress his thinking at the time, making me fight with my instincts as whenever I tried to think, all the man's mind could think of was how to either save the boy.... or run.

Now… now it was different. Instead of hugging the boy, I could have immediately sent my hand through his skull, ending the whole ordeal in but a second.

As more memories flooded my mind, something appeared in front of my eyes… something so valuable that I couldn't stop my lips from moving, forming a feral smile on my face.

"Ha… hahaha… HAHAHAHAHA" – I laughed as my eyes darted to the moon in the night sky.

"Just you wait my dear. I won't be long."

I turned my eyes away from the moon and towards a few floating words only I could read… a few words that were going to explain to me my full capabilities.

[System is Damaged… Status is available… Would you like to view your status?]

"YES"

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Just wanted to explain that the extremely contradicting thoughts, attitudes, and actions are only for the first chapter, The Virus uses other people thoughts as its own, the first guy(farmer) was a simple man who never had to kill, pleased with a simple life, too estranged from the Virus natural desire to consume. So the virus couldn't use its thoughts to its advantage… Anyway, so as not to get your(and my) mind too jumbled up, I may have taken a few liberties with Naruto and placed a reincarnator there only to provide a status window for our Virus... but hey it's a fanfic after all. (For those who don't know search Blacklight Virus, Prototype). Lastly … I'm going to need to nerf the Virus a little, making a level or smth for his Consume, or he can wipe out the world in days.

Ideas are welcomed regarding nerfing his ability to consume.