6 months had passed since Yami's encounter with the demon. And quiet a lot of things had happened in these past 6 months.
A week after Ichigaro had left and Yami had fully healed, he began the most brutal training a man could have possibly undergone through. And during the process of training, Yami discovered quite a few things.
Yami had found that his physique was indeed miraculous as Ichigaro had said.
He did not know if it was because of the transmigration or something else, but he felt as if his entire body structure had changed. Even as a child, Yami had been a strong one. He had occasionally joined his father in chopping woods and while forging when his father had worked as a blacksmith.
But after the incident Yami had discovered that his strength had increased manifold and that was not the limit of it. He could feel and see that his strength would continue to rise.
In these past 6 months, Yami had trained incessantly and each day his strength and physique would go to a new height. Be it injuries or his lost strength after a gruesome training, Yami would recover quickly.
He was monstrously strong.
And this change in body structure was not limited to his physical strength only. His mind had also undergone a transformation… a massive change.
His perception of things, his understanding of things, his clarity regarding certain matters had improved drastically.
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Yami was standing with a calm look on his face in the forest facing a tree. In his hands was a one sided axe made of steel.
Although Yami was not a master blacksmith, he had learned the basics from his father and using that knowledge he had forged this axe.
The axe was neither too short nor too long. Its height including the blade and the handle from the ground reached up to his waist. A suitable length for him to wield it easily. Additionally, he had tried to made it heavy as heavy as he could for that size.
As he stood facing the tree, Yami took deep breaths and the air started to move into a systematic and rhythmic manner as it was breathed in by him.
He sucked in a large amount of air into his lungs and he raised the axe.
Both of his hands which had been holding the axe were stretched fully to his right hand side as he gripped the axe tightly.
"Total concentration breathing: Iron breathing- First Form: Wheel Barrow," Yami muttered as he swung his axe in the horizontal circular motion.
Sharp sheet of iron emerged and formed at the tip of the blade of the axe and formed a circular wheel along the motion of the axe. The edge of the wheel at the tip of the axe struck the massive tree and in no time the trunk of the tree was cleanly sliced into two.
But that was not the end of it as the force of the strike continued after splitting the tree and it split the air and struck another tree.
The second tree, though was not sliced but a deep wedge had formed at it.
"I am ready," muttered Yami to himself with a calm look on his face.
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Yami had been waiting for this day from the past 6 months. He had trained non stopped in a brutal manner- so as to become a demon slayer.
He was going to hunt and kill every demon out there. He was going to strike fear into the heart of the demons.
He might had hesitated if he had been an average boy but after he had discovered the miraculous changes in himself, his resolve had only hardened.
He had spent his past 6 months cutting wood in the forest to earn a living for himself which had inspired himself to create his breathing technique.
He had been aware of the basic principle of total concentration breathing from his past life and coupled with his enhanced IQ and perception, he had been to create his iron breathing.
Initially, in the start he had not been too hopeful- but he had proved to be successful. It might have not been successful in his previous life, but since the laws of this world allowed such a thing to exit, Yami had been able to replicate it.
This had happened 3 months ago but Yami had found a flaw in his breathing style. Although, iron breathing gave him immense strength, he did not have much of a speed.
And he understood very well that a lot of times to deal with demons, speed is more necessary than strength and hence he had worked hard and created another form of breathing.
And if talked about speed nothing was faster than light. He had taken inspiration from the sunlight when then fell on the snow covered mountains and on the flowing streams and on the calm lake and on the sky high tress.
But so far, he had been only been able to create a single form in in his light breathing and it seemed that after which he was struck with a block.
He had also hoped that by trying to understand the light from the sun and the sun, he might also be able to get some insights into the legendary sun breathing but so far, he had been unsuccessful in this also.
Meanwhile, his iron breathing so far consisted of three forms.
But he was not worried- it had not been a lot of days since he had mastered the light breathing. He would soon add other forms to it and would probably be able to combine it with the iron breathing.
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