Alphonse woke up in his room, his sister off in the bed ten feet away. 'I have to get up.' Alphonse thought to himself as he pushed himself out of bed. Today is the eighth moon of 452 Lu. Alphonse softly put his feet on the ground, making no sound, and walked over to the door. He pushed it open and walked down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs is a grandfather clock, the time on it says 4:05. "Earlier than I got up in my previous life for sure." Alphonse thought out loud.
{You seem disappointed, did you not want to wake up earlier in your previous life?} Prism asked in a confused tone.
'Sure, I wanted to wake up before the afternoon, but not this early, I can barely stay awake at this point.' Alphonse responded.
{It will take time to adjust to a new sleep schedule.}
'yeah, but you can only live off of an hour of sleep for so long.' Alphonse stated in a rather unenthusiastic tone.
{Searching genetic database: Your race can potentially live for months without sleep, even without the use of special energies.} Prism said in rebuttal.
'And how dead will I feel?' Alphonse asked.
{With training, you'll feel fine.} Prism said.
Alphonse crossed his arms. 'Hah, so all I have to do is go through hell, then I'll be fine?' Alphonse asked in a rhetorical tone.
{Affirmative.}
'Whatever, for now I'll just do my chores.' Alphonse said as he started walking to the kitchen.
{I do not understand why you have to do chores. Your family seems well off and they also have servants, why make you do this?} Prism asked.
'A question you and I both want an answer to.' Alphonse said in a monotonous voice.
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"Alphonse!" Raeloph said. "Get ready for training!"
"Yes father." Alphonse responded as he ran to the dojo and got into the sparring area.
"Today you will spar your brother." Raeloph said as he pointed Henmer to the sparring area. Both Alphonse and Henmer got into stance.
{How exciting, you'll finally spar someone other than that brute!} Prism said in an excited tone. Alphonse ignored her for the most part, focusing only on his opponet, analyzing him. Henmer is 5'2", 12 years of age, and compared to people from Earth's modern era, he was built like an olympic swimmer. (For comparison, Alphonse is 2'4", two years old and built like someone who does light exercise a couple times a week.)
"Begin!" Raeloph yelled. Right as the match began the two lunged at eachother, Henmer took a Leopard stance, Lunging forwards into a front flip, landing then doing a back kick. Alphonse started in a Ma bu, Horse stance, he lunged forward seeing what his brother was doing and moved to the side, Henmer's kick missed, meanwhile Alphonse was to henmers right. Alphonse took his chance and landed a hit on Henmers side using a basic punch, though it wasn't very effective.
Henmer flinched a little, then he moved back into stance, facing Alphonse and lunging again. This time he threw a punch, however Alphonse had seen through Henmer's attack and moved to the side. "New to the style?" Alphonse asked.
Henmer responded with a scowl, quickly going to face his opponent. "And what would you know, 'little brother'"? Henmer responded.
Alphonse smirked a little. 'Looks like he took the bait.' Alphonse responded. "Look at yourself, you're struggling to hit your inexperienced little brother!" Alphonse responded. Henmer started to frown as he lunged again, but instead of attacking like Alphonse expected, Henmer changed stances, his feet were about shoulder length apart, left leg behind him, knees bent with the elbows right above them, the forearms in a position to protect the face. 'Crap, crap, crap! Prism, I think I know that stance!' Alphonse stated.
{It could just be boxing.} Prism responded.
'Boxing hasn't been invented yet and you know it!' Alphonse said with an agitated tone.
{Oh, that's right, I forgot.} Prism said monotonously.
'NO YOU DID NOT!' Alphonse yelled at prism as Henmer went to attack. Henmer punched, but instead of an average jab, it's a hook. Alphonse backed up immediately, but he still got hit by Henmer's elbow. 'Muay thai...' Alphonse thought to himself as he went flying four feet, getting knocked out of the arena.
"You had me worried Henmer! I thought you might lose to your little brother." Raeloph said to Henmer.
'So why is it that only Cedra and I are treated poorly?' Alphonse asked Prism.
{According to gene- ERROR-ERROR-ERROR, information not available.} Prism said.
Alphonse got up, a large red mark on his face. 'What do you mean "Information unavailable"?' Alphonse asked Prism.
{I am unable to retreive that information.} Prism stated.
'Well that's just wonderful!' Alphonse thought to himself as an angry expression appeared on his face.
"Sorry Alphonse! I didn't mean to hurt you too badly!" Henmer said as he got his ear pulled.
"He may be your brother, but he is not your equal!" Raeloph said as he let go of Henmer's ear and walked over to Alphonse. "And you! You shouldn't lose so easily! You need to pull your weight, you're lucky I don't do to Cedra what I do to you!" Raeloph yelled at Alphonse as he threw him at the wall. Alphonse started gasping for air and Henmer just stood there, looking at the ground, not knowing what to do.
"I-I didn't... Want to... Lose." Alphonse said weakly.
"Then get stronger and train harder!" Raeloph yelled. As henmer went to speak Raeloph yelled again. "If you want to say something, say it!"
"Y-you already work him to the bone, how can he work any harder?" Henmer asked.
"Who said he needs sleep? The gods? I don't give a Sh*t!" Raeloph yelled. "Leave the room Henmer, this is between me and your brother!" Raeloph said angrily as he pointed Henmer out. Henmer left with regret in his eyes.
'Please stay safe brother.' Henmer thought to himself as he left.