'Left, right, from behind, to my right, my left leg, a side jab-' Sion eyes seemingly danced with the accelerated actions of Herald.
"Oh? You think you can keep up at this speed now huh?" Sion blocked a full force punch from impact to his head. Now that Franes had said 'yes' to the days off he was free to be beaten black and blue if Herald decided it was necessary. Another undercut to his abdomen was blocked by 02 as Sion blocked the next punch to the left side of his face. "Maybe I should make this a little harder then!" With excitement Herald's speed increased causing Sion to slightly lose balance.
>> Host! His capacity of energy just spiked, don't let him too close <<
Heeding to 02's words, Sion jumped back with speed and procession at least 20 long steps away. It had been 3 weeks of brutal training so far, but with 02, almost having 2 minds work your body simultaneously had it's perks.
Looking forward however to no one had Sion's body tense-
>> Behind you! <<
Turning around, there wasn't any warning or time to block, as a full forced accelerated punch had hit his body with such a violent vibration and was shot across the large underground basement underground Herald's bar and into the wall on the other end.
'Fuck!' Sion's thoughts imitated his pain as blood spilled from his mouth and onto the floor upon impact.
>> Host you received internal damage,
- pain nullification 35%/ on
- auto healing/ on
> should I use a daily heal host? <<
'No.' Even though it hurt, even though his body screamed. Sion wanted to feel the pain, this pain was proof, proof he wasn't a weakling no more. Proof he had grown after that accident, proof he was still alive.
>> sigh <<
'Did you really just sigh at my conviction?'
"Sion, you still alive?" Herald enquired as he sort of hesitated asking considering he felt sorta bad about punching his young pupil all the way across their sparring ground.
"Never better" was his reply as he watched the young lad get up and wipe the blood off his face and chin with his black sleeve shirt. The boy was always wearing black, today he wore a black long sleeve shirt paired with black cargo pants and boots. It was a bizarre contrast to his pure white hair, 'was it a nutrition problem?'.
Out of these weeks Herald noticed this boy was a fast learner, he would easily over power him in no time. But that wasn't the only reason why he knew Sion would be fierce in a battle within the month they trained, it was what he felt from him while training. 'A suffocating murderous aura, it's almost as if I'm facing a beast that has lived hundreds of centuries and has fought many hideous battles'.
Stroking his beard he watch Sion stretch out his muscles with the face expression showing a calm warrior. Even though to outsiders it would look like he was putting the young lad in his place, 'the one that really felt tested was me, as if I was training someone of high importance'.
>> Host status
- Name: Sion Reed (fake name: Sho Night). Skill points: 3 >> 5
- lvl: 2
- strength: 25 >> 32
- stamina: 33 >> 41
- agility: 19 >>27
- intelligence: 10 >> 19
- Age: 17 >> 18
- Species: Young Lycan (child)
- Title - "King of Dominance"
- Job/N/A/
- Skills - Death, (cause panic and confusion to enemies for 40secs) Life, (Heal only the body 2 times a day) Vanish, (Able to be undetected for 40secs) nullification (pain decreased by 35%)
> second transformation in 13 days, 14 hours, 30 mins, 20,
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***
Sion hadn't celebrated his birthday. Even though he'd turned 18 and was now an adult he felt like shit, sure he's had birthday parties before but his resentment for his mother went further than that of hate. He could remember the good days better than the worst for many reasons-
"Why is she still dating that loser? It's not like he's a big shot hunter."
"Her Mother banished her from the clan because of resentment for her choice in a lover"
"Seriously?"
"Well I heard that the kid isn't even her child"
"Shhhh, you shouldn't spout such judgement in a place like this"
"Oh please, does that boy look anything like his mother?" The finger owning to the voice pointed at a young Sion who was being carried by his mother lovingly as Sion smiled at the cake they had just bought out. "Gold almost platinum hair of the clan elder paired with the green emerald eyes. That boy has black hair and blue cold eyes, his father has brown hair and hazel eyes, I hardly see any resemblance."
"Yes but the boy hasn't hit 10 yet, he's only 7, some children don't resemble their parents because of their 'Second gender'" interrupted another who sat across from the first.
"Doesn't change a damn thing" tsk'ed the first as her fingers curled around her pearl jewels on her neck.
Sion looked at his cake before looking up at his Aunty and his mother's close friend across the room. A glare was sent by her as Sion looked away. This was always something he'd suffer with, the judgment of his direct family relatives. Their fake smiles that would address him and those fake words of praise and understanding.
"Aunt Inganna" So glad you could make it" spoke his mother as the woman who had been spiteful talking behind their backs stood up and walked up to them.
"Glad to be here dear" 'lies', it didn't take a genius to know that smile was just resentment in disguise.
"He's such a big boy now, you should be lucky to have such an amazing mother Sion" her condescending tone made the others that had heard her rant shift uncomfortably.
"I'm sure he is" stated a voice behind them as his Father came up and wrapped an arm around his lover. Sion's Father knew as well to the undertone insults Inganna would use. As much as he didn't like her, he tolerated her behaviour and presences for his soon to be wife and child.
"Son, if they ever give you trouble, your old man will give them a piece of his mind" finally spoke up Sion's father as Sion nodded. "That's my boy" before ruffling up Sion's hair.
***
Walking home, Sion didn't feel any pain anymore, 02 had decided to automatically use a daily heal because the backlash of the onslaught punch had doubled and was causing complications internally.
>> Host your emotions are stimulated <<
'It's nothing 02' replied Sion in his head as he crossed a pedestrian highway only to stop in the middle and look to his right recalling the accident.
>> Host, is there something wrong? <<
It wasn't weird but now that he'd realised that 02 was interlocked and growing with him he expected that 02 would get more intelligent. But he just wasn't used to this or even someone asking if he was okay. To others if he explained that a voice would be talking to him in his head they'd write him off as mad.
'This is where I was supposed to die 02, but instead you came inside my head. I thought you were my tormentor even before judgement of whether I went to heaven or hell if there was one' a horn to his right had Sion turn to headlights and someone shouting for him to 'get of the road' or 'are you dumb?' Along with it. Ignoring him, Sion walked off the road and to the other side and the car stepped on it and sped past him angrily.
>> I do not understand <<
He'd expected that answer, after all, 02 was like an AI in his head that worked with a system. 'Maybe overtime 02 might understand', but for now, it may of been that 02 believed that the system and itself had always been with Sion and 02 didn't realise that hadn't been the case.