๐๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ fist ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต! --Unknown Cultivator
"Hua!" "Hua!" "Hua!"
Cries fill the air around Cain as he trained with his fellow diciples. They were all members of Matsuda Dojo; a decently sized place ran by multiple masters that each specialized in different Martial Arts.
"Enough!" A cry was heard from Grandmaster Phet, the de facto head of Matsuda Dojo, as well as Cains teacher. Cain turned towards his teacher of 10 years. Grandmaster Phet was an immigrant from Thailand and towered over everyone in the Dojo. His specialty was Muay Thai, art of the eight limbs, and he was frighteningly proficient with it.
"Today some of you will be leaving my tutelage, the 3 of you have learned everything I have to teach you!" A large smile was on his face as he said this, but there was sadness in his eyes. After all, those who would be leaving are his most senior diciples and as such had close relationships with him.
"Cain, Dante, Gina, step forward!"
Cain and his martial brother and sister calmly walked up to their master.
"You three are some of the most gifted students I have had the pleasure of imparting my knowledge to! Leave this Dojo today knowing this."
The three of us simultaneously responded with "YES MASTER!" Emotion threatening to break free at any moment.
"Good! We won't stand on ceremony then. You all are dismissed for the day, tomorrow the rest of you will come in and work yourselves to the bone! It's not easy to escape my training!"
Phet turned his attention back to the rest of his students, almost as if to distract himself. The three former diciples look towards each other and exit the place they had trained in for the past ten years.
"I'm getting a little emotional, never thought I would miss that old bastards training!" Dante stared at the entrance wistfully for a moment before continuing, "You two still okay with celebrating with dinner tonight?"
"Of course!" Gina's responds enthusiastically. "Wouldn't miss it for anything, how about you Cain?"
Cain shakes his head slightly "I'm sorry you two, I have to run a few errands tonight. Let me know next time we go out though."
Both of them look at Cain with visible disappointment, "Oh well, more for the two of us I guess," Dante shrugs, a sigh escaping from his lips.
"Cmon guys, it's not like I'm going anywhere! Tell you what, I'll make it up to you both tomorrow," Cain hurries away without waiting for a response. He really did have something to do today, it was getting harder for him to pay for university, so he lined up a job interview for after his training. Timing was a little rough, so he had to rush, and the only thing he had was his old bike. He hopped on and started the engine, throwing on his helmet. The engine sputtered awake and he made his way back to his apartment.
Cain rushed through the door and threw on his clothes that came closest to "professional" and rushed back out. While rushing back to his bike he noticed a guy in all back knelt down next to a car doing ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. As Cain approached the man was startled and turned around, a metallic object pointed at him. Cain barely heard a bang before everything faded to black.
๐๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ต ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด? ๐๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ฅ๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ค๐ข๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ต. ๐๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต! ๐'๐ฎ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ! ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต! ๐๐ข๐ช๐ต . . . ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ค๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด?
All the sudden light flashes before Cain, and he can see again. He is lying down in a place that smells earthy, a ceiling made of wood above him. An old man sits next to him surprise coloring his face as he stares at Cain with an intense gaze.
"LILA COME QUICK! HE'S AWAKE!" The old man shouts towards a door at the corner of the room. He was in some kind of. . . infirmary? There were beds at spaced intervals throughout, and tables with various herbs on them. Different pastes were lying about near a mortar and pestle that sat at the other side of the room, along with some kind of cauldron. ๐๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ. A high-pitched squeal is let out from the door as a dirty, but undeniably pretty woman, rushes into the building. The woman, Lila it seems, widens her eyes as she spots Cain observing her.
"Oh, thank the gods! My boy is okay!" Lila throws her arms around Cain, pulling his small frame closer to hers, earning a grunt in response.
"Mother? What are yo-" Cain was cut off by the old man hastily reprimanding Lila.
"Lila the patient could still be injured! Leave him be for the moment!" Lila eventually gives into the fussing old man, whom she referred to as Old Luo, and leaves the building.
"You should get some rest boy, that blow to your head could have killed you. Your lucky to still be breathing I say!" Old Luo was looking at Cain like some kind of mythic beast.
"Alright." Cain responds simply, confusion evident on his face. Old Luo walks out muttering something about a miracle. With the coast clear Cain gets up out of bed surprised by his unfamiliar body. ๐๐ฉ๐บ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ? Cain searches the room and eventually finds a barrel of water in which he observes his reflection. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ! He seemed to have the face of a child. Long black hair was tied up on his head, and clear blue eyes stared back at him. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ? Cain sat back down on his bed and assessed his situation.
๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ด๐ข๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐จ๐ถ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ค๐ข๐ณ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต? ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ? ๐๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ. ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต pull my ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด! ๐'๐ญ๐ญ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ.
Cain laid back down and decided to deal with this mess tomorrow, it was a bit much to take in all at once. This body seemed to be pretty messed up anyway. He sat awake for a while thinking of his plight before sleep finally claimed his distressed mind.