Deep inside the mental technique training facility in an isolated room, Rui sat with crossed legs and closed eyes
He was stoic, unmoving.
The walls of the isolated room were padded tiled with an esoteric substance found in the caves of the Basara Mountain range far west of the town of Hajin, that insulated sound to an extremely high degree. Not a single decibel managed to escape its grasp.
It was so silent that Rui could nothing but his own heartbeat and his own breathing.
Yet, they did not distract him.
No.
They guided him in the void.
The guided him as he traversed through his own vast mind palace.
His body was in the Academy.
His consciousness was also in the Academy.
Yet, they were not in the same place.
One was in a real physical location, and the other was in a figment of his imagination thoroughly reconstructed inside his own mind.
