Chapter 465 - What it means to be a Genius
After leaving Astron to train on his own, Dakota made her way to the Anchor's office once again. She needed his approval for the next phase of Astron's training—the use of the Chamber.
The Chamber was a place designed to push Awakened to their absolute limits, a place where the extreme conditions and rigorous simulations tested every aspect of their abilities.
Dakota entered the office, her expression resolute. "Sir Steelclad, I need your permission for Astron to use the Chamber."
The Anchor looked up from his desk, his brows furrowing. "The Chamber? That's not something to be taken lightly, Dakota. You know the risks involved."
"I understand the risks," Dakota replied, her voice steady. "But I believe this will greatly increase his prowess and push him to get better faster. He has the potential, and the Chamber will help him unlock it."
Steelclad studied her for a moment, his eyes thoughtful. After a pause, a smile slowly formed on his lips. "You're really invested in this one, aren't you?"
"He's special," Dakota said simply. "And he needs this opportunity." She said while looking resolute. "Just like me, the organization is the same, is it not? The amount of resources that was given to him is already too much, so I want to make it worth it."
Steelclad nodded, his smile widening. "Very well. You have my consent."
Dakota allowed herself a small smile of relief and gratitude. "Thank you."
As she turned to leave the room, she heard Steelclad's voice behind her, tinged with something. "Dakota. When did you become like this?"
She stopped and turned back to face him, her expression thoughtful. "Like what?"
But as the words left her mouth, she suddenly saw his eyes turn black. Countless different pupils swirled within them, like serpents writhing in a pit.
Dakota felt a wave of intimidation wash over her, a sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced. Her skin burned as if set on fire, and an overwhelming sensation of insects crawling under her flesh made her shiver uncontrollably. Pain surged through her being, sharp and intense as if her very soul was being torn apart.
Steelclad's voice cut through the haze of agony, cold and authoritative. "You think of Astron as a mere tool, a means to fulfill what Elias failed to achieve. Your ambition blinds you, Dakota."
She tried to speak, but the pain was too intense. Every breath felt like a struggle, every moment an eternity of suffering.
"You request something that requires immense willpower," Steelclad continued, his gaze piercing into her soul. "With the amount of training the boy is already undergoing, this could easily backfire. You have no idea the depths of pain he would endure. The pain you're feeling now is but a fraction of what he would face."
Dakota's knees buckled under the weight of his words and the unbearable sensation, but she forced herself to remain standing. The intensity of Steelclad's power was overwhelming, a stark reminder of his true capabilities.
"Do not let your greed blind you," Steelclad scolded. "Everything in this world has a limit. That kid, Astron, is not just a vessel for your ambitions. He is a person with his own strengths and weaknesses."
With a final, searing glance, Steelclad's eyes returned to normal, and the excruciating sensations vanished as quickly as they had come. Dakota gasped for breath, the lingering echoes of pain making her limbs tremble.
Steelclad's voice softened slightly, but his words were no less stern. "Remember that, Dakota. Do not push him beyond his limits, or you will lose him. Train him, guide him, but never forget his humanity."
Dakota nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, sir. I understand."
She left the office, her mind reeling from the encounter. Steelclad's warning echoed in her thoughts, a stark reminder of the fine line she walked between ambition and responsibility.
On the other hand, after she left, the Steelclad looked thoughtful in his seat. He looked into the small hologram of the young man with purple eyes training.
"Never make him forget his humanity, or else this place will be in ruins."
Remembering "His" words, he could not help but shake his head.
'What is it that even "He" is afraid of? Even making "The One" afraid. Just who are you, young man?'
He could not help but be curious about the whole thing surrounding him, yet he remained seated.
'The time will tell.'
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'What was I thinking?'
Dakota thought as she reflected on her past actions and how she had behaved. She realized how immature she was. While she indeed thought that she would need to push his limits to make him stronger, was this the right way?
What had she just said? Was that really a good thing? What if she were to push him from herself? Could she really call herself his master, then?
She knew she needed to tread carefully to balance her drive to push Astron to his full potential with the understanding of his limits.
On the other hand, she couldn't deny the importance of pushing boundaries to achieve greatness. The challenge lay in finding the right balance—ensuring that Astron grew stronger without breaking his spirit.
She needed to be both a guide and a guardian, pushing him to his limits while also protecting him from undue harm.
'He's not Elias,' she reminded herself. 'Astron is his own person, with his own path to walk.'
As she made her way back to the training area, Dakota resolved to change her approach. She would still push Astron but with a greater awareness of his well-being and respect for his individuality. She needed to earn his trust, not just his obedience.
'Let's focus on what we have before our eyes for the time being.'
She was already sure that the analysis team would arrange what was best for him. There was no need for her to forcefully intervene herself. She just needed to do her job as his master. She needed to guide him so that he could become a full-fetched martial artist. That was what she needed to do.
With all those thoughts in her head, she walked forward, thinking about how she needed to just adapt.
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The acrobatics training hall buzzed with activity as trainees navigated the intricate parkour setup. The air was filled with the sound of feet hitting mats, the soft thuds of bodies rolling, and the occasional grunt of exertion.
Astron entered the hall, his eyes scanning the obstacles before settling on Instructor Tianna. She stood at the front, her sharp eyes immediately noticing his arrival.
"Astron," Tianna called out, waving him over. "Are you ready for today's session?"
"Yes, Instructor," Astron replied, his voice steady and confident. He felt different today, more attuned to his body's movements, thanks to the Everchanging Glyph.
Tianna nodded, studying him for a moment before speaking. "Today, we'll focus on the second stage of your acrobatics training. The complexity increases, requiring more agility and precision. Let's see how you handle it."
Tianna began her demonstration with a fluid grace that spoke of years of training and practice. "Watch closely," she said, positioning herself at the start of the course. "First, let's tackle the narrow beams."
She balanced effortlessly on the beam, her body perfectly aligned. "Maintain your center of gravity. Your core should be engaged, and your steps should be light but deliberate." Tianna moved forward, her feet gliding over the beam with precision. She turned her head slightly towards Astron. "Never rush. Speed will come with mastery."
Next, she approached the higher walls. "Vaulting over these requires both strength and technique." She placed her hands firmly on the top edge of the wall and swung her legs over in a smooth, controlled motion, landing softly on the other side. "Use your arms to propel yourself and ensure a soft landing by absorbing the impact with your legs."
Tianna then moved to the wider gaps. "Jumping across these requires explosive power." She crouched slightly, gathering energy before leaping forward, her body extended in a perfect arc. She landed in a roll, minimizing the impact. "When you land, roll to distribute the force evenly across your body, protecting your joints and maintaining your momentum."
She led him to the starting point of the second stage, a more challenging setup with narrower beams, higher walls, and wider gaps. "Remember, efficiency and control are key. Each movement must flow seamlessly into the next."
Astron nodded, his mind already visualizing the course. He took a deep breath, feeling the mana coursing through his body, the virtual core aiding in the precise control of his movements. That is right. When he had learned the theory of using the Virtual Core, he decided to integrate it into other things.
Normally, splitting his brain and thought process so that he could also control his mana was not something that he found efficient. Thus, he decided to use another perspective.
As Tianna started the timer, he launched himself into the course.
His body moved with a fluidity that was incomparable to yesterday. Each step was light and controlled, his feet barely making a sound as they landed on the narrow beams. He vaulted over walls with ease, his muscles responding perfectly to his commands.
Tianna watched, her eyes widening slightly as she noted the smoothness of his movements. Astron's agility and precision were far beyond what she had expected at this stage, especially after seeing what happened yesterday.
While he may have passed the first stage in one day, it was because he already looked like he had some experience in terms of acrobatics and climbing. But, she did not expect the same performance.
Yet, here he was. He navigated the complex obstacles effortlessly, his body adapting quickly to each new challenge.
Just as Astron cleared the final obstacle with a flawless roll, he stood up, his breathing steady and controlled. Tianna couldn't help but shake her head in amazement. "I see now why you were given such an advanced program," she said, her tone a mixture of admiration and disbelief. "Your natural talent and adaptability are remarkable."
Astron nodded, grateful for the compliment but focused on the task at hand. "Thank you, Instructor."
Tianna smiled, her expression softening slightly. "Very well. I'll leave you to train alone for now. Continue to refine your techniques and push yourself. When you feel ready to be tested on the second stage, come find me."
For the next half-hour, Astron trained relentlessly. He repeated the course multiple times, each run smoother and more precise than the last. He paid close attention to the feedback Tianna had given him, ensuring his body remained relaxed on the beams and that his hand placement during vaults was perfect.
With each jump across the wider gaps, he focused on generating enough power without sacrificing control.
And then, just like that, just half an hour later, he came to stand before her.
"Instructor Tianna, I believe I'm ready for the second stage test," Astron said, his voice steady.
'What a monster…..'
Tianna could not help but grimace.
Chapter 466 - What it means to be a Genius (2)
The training area was silent, the dim lighting casting elongated shadows across the floor. Astron stood at the starting point, feeling the weight of Kennet's gaze on him. Today was the day of the first-stage examination, a test to prove his mastery over the basics of stealth and presence suppression.
"Ready, Astron?" Kennet's voice cut through the silence, calm yet commanding.
Astron nodded, his focus sharpening. This was the culmination of weeks of intense training, and he was determined to succeed. Kennet moved to a control panel, activating the intricate wards and sensors scattered throughout the obstacle course.
"Remember," Kennet said, his eyes fixed on Astron, "this is about more than just physical agility. You must blend with your surroundings, making your presence indistinguishable from the environment. Move slowly and deliberately, maintaining your mana flow in harmony with the ambient energy."
Taking a deep breath, Astron closed his eyes briefly, centering himself. His breathing slowed, his heartbeat steadying.
As the course began, he stepped forward, each movement calculated and precise.
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The Exam
The first obstacle was a series of narrow beams, each one lined with delicate sensors. Astron rolled his foot from heel to toe, imagining the floor as water beneath him. His steps were light, silent, and deliberate. The beams didn't shift, and the sensors remained inactive.
Next, he encountered a wall with hidden pressure plates. He visualized his mana as a calm stream, flowing gently through him and blending with the environment. With each breath, he felt the subtle shifts in the ambient mana, adjusting his flow to match. He scaled the wall, careful not to trigger any hidden alarms.
Halfway through the course, Astron faced a field of laser sensors. Their faint hum was almost imperceptible, but with his [Perceptive Insight], he could sense their presence. He minimized his mana output, blending with the surrounding energy, and moved through the lasers with fluid grace.
Finally, he approached the last section—a series of shadowed alcoves and moving platforms. This part required perfect timing and balance. Astron took a deep breath, his focus unwavering. As he navigated the platforms, he felt his presence dissolve into the shadows, becoming one with the environment.
Reaching the end of the course, Astron stepped into the final alcove. The sensors remained inactive, and the wards were undisturbed. He turned to face Kennet, who had been watching closely.
'What is this…..'
Kennet could not believe what he was seeing. He had been taking a close look at Astron's prowess for a long time as he got his attention. That was why Kennet was sure that he was not like this yesterday.
'His body…..It has changed…..Just like his mana….' Whatever the reason was, the kid's steps and presence became more silent, and the change was a drastic one.
'With this pace, he can even finish the second stage in just one day.'
Kennet's eyes were narrowed, his expression one of intense scrutiny. Slowly, a smile spread across his lips. "Well done, Astron," he said, nodding in approval. "You completed the course without setting off a single alarm. Your control over your presence and mana flow is impressive."
'In any case, it is not my place to inquire about his secrets. Everyone here has one or two at least.'
Kennet walked over, his demeanor shifting to one of a mentor ready to impart further wisdom. "You've mastered the basics, but now we move to the second stage. This will require a deeper understanding of your environment and more advanced techniques."
He paused, his gaze piercing. "First, let's discuss enhancing your sensory awareness. In advanced stealth, it's not enough to blend in; you need to anticipate and adapt to changes in your surroundings. This means extending your perception beyond the immediate area."
Kennet raised his hand, demonstrating with a flow of mana. "You must learn to project a field of awareness around you, sensing disturbances in the ambient energy. This will allow you to react instantly to threats or changes, maintaining your stealth even in dynamic situations."
Astron watched intently as Kennet manipulated the mana, creating a subtle ripple in the air around him. "This is called the [Aura of Silence]. By projecting this field, you can dampen your presence and any sound you make, making you almost undetectable. It requires precise control and a deep connection with the ambient mana."
Kennet's eyes met Astron's, serious and focused. "Practice this technique in the coming days. Focus on expanding your awareness and maintaining the harmony of your mana with the environment. Remember, true stealth is not just about hiding; it's about becoming an invisible part of the world around you."
"I understand. I will do my best."
*******
After finishing his training for stealth techniques and having his meal, Astron made his way to the familiar training room where he would be working with Reina.
As he approached the door, he already knew there would be a new challenge awaiting him. He extended his [Perceptive Insight] and began to decipher the psion line near the doorframe, filtering out the ambient mana and focusing on the unique thread.
'What would the password be this time?' he wondered, predicting Reina's tendencies. 'Considering what kind of passwords she has been using, this time it must be.'
He thought as he predicted.
'Took you long enough.'
Sure enough, as he deciphered the psions, the password revealed itself: [Took you long enough].
Even if he could predict the password, he wanted to take up the challenge and make sure he was getting better for every practice.
With a click, the door's lock disengaged, and the screen displayed the familiar message: [Access Granted]. Pushing the door open, Astron stepped inside. Reina was already there, waiting for him with a neutral expression, though her eyes betrayed a hint of anticipation.
"Impressive," she remarked, noting his quick entrance. "You're getting faster at this."
Astron nodded in acknowledgment. "Thank you, Miss Reina."
"Let's begin immediately," she said, gesturing for him to follow her deeper into the room.
They moved to the center, where the intricate runes and glyphs awaited. Without wasting any time, Reina created several complex psion lines, each interwoven with multiple threads of varying resistance and flow.
"Today, we'll continue your practice with filtering and assimilation," she instructed. "Just like yesterday, this time, too, I want you to handle multiple threads simultaneously and adapt to their unique characteristics."
Astron nodded, focusing his mind. As he extended his mana threads to interact with the psion lines, he subtly expanded his mana all across the space, using the ambient mana as a conduit. He felt the energy in the room shift, harmonizing with his own.
Reina's eyes widened slightly as she observed this. She recognized the technique instantly. "Astron, have you learned [Aura of Silence]?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of disbelief.
Astron nodded, maintaining his focus. "Yes, I learned it today."
Reina shivered slightly at his response. [Aura of Silence] was known to be a complex technique, usually requiring a long time to master. The reason for that was not because the technique was hard but because it would be the first technique that the trainees would be learning in terms of stealth and mana.
That was why she was having a hard time understanding what she was seeing, as supposedly, according to Kennet's observations, this must be his first time mastering it, too.
Yet, Astron had not only learned it in a single day but was also using a slightly altered version in this space. While [Aura of Silence] typically created a field of perception around the user, Astron had taken it a step further, creating a field of impact around him.
The 'impact' was not that strong. At least not enough to affect the physical objects, alter them, or smash them.
But, it was enough to deal with the low mass-energy like the small mana psion particles themselves. And this was what today's training was about.
She watched in awe as Astron's mana threads wove seamlessly into the psion lines, filtering and assimilating multiple threads simultaneously with remarkable precision. The ambient mana in the room seemed to resonate with his energy, creating a harmonious flow that enhanced his ability to decipher the intricate patterns.
"You've taken [Aura of Silence] and adapted it to your unique abilities," Reina observed, her voice filled with admiration. "Creating a field of impact around you... that's impressive."
Astron continued to work, feeling the threads of mana become part of his own flow. "Thank you, Miss Reina. It felt like a natural progression during my training."
'The natural progression during your training….Are you clueless of the feat that you have just achieved, or are you just boasting…I can't tell.'
The fact that this kid's face never even changed slightly was sometimes irritating. Being his teacher of some sorts Reina wanted to see the happiness that her student would display when he had successfully learned something.
But that was not the case.
'Now I can see why Garrett did not like training this kid too much. It feels like talking to a wall. No reaction or anything, just absorbing knowledge and techniques. Almost as if he is not a human.'
Reina nodded, somehow feeling pitiful for the kid. After all, how could she not feel pitiful when this kid was ripped apart from the things that he wanted the most?
"You're progressing faster than I anticipated. Let's push this further."
But she was not someone who would mix feelings with her work.
For the rest of the session, Reina challenged Astron with increasingly complex psion lines, each requiring a higher level of filtering and assimilation. Astron's expanded field of impact allowed him to handle the challenges with newfound ease, his [Perceptive Insight] guiding him through the intricate dance of mana.
As the training continued, Astron's understanding and control deepened. He could sense the subtle nuances in the flow of mana, harmonizing with the ambient energy and integrating it seamlessly into his own.
By the end of the session, Reina's expression was one of approval. "Indeed, you have almost mastered everything for deciphering and filtering. This pace is even faster than what I had initially thought. Not bad, young man."
Reina said as she looked into his eyes. "Also, congratulations on your new rune."
"Thank you, Miss Reina."
"No need to thank me, thank Dakota instead. She was the one who pushed hard for you to get that rune."
"Miss Dakota…. I understand I will do that."
"Good. Now, you will most likely receive a new addition to your training; it will be related to your new rune. Hope you will make the most of it."
"I will."
"That is a good attitude."
With that, Astron left the training room.
Chapter 467 - What it means to be a Genius (3)
'Indeed. It is just as they have said. The techniques of the other disciplines can be interchanged. That is why the Hunters are more versatile. It would not be that hard for them to improve all types of abilities if they learn only one of them.'
I thought while leaving Reina's training room. Right now, by this point, I felt like my mana sensitivity was increasing with each training. It was as if the more I was able to familiarize myself with mana, the better I was getting at sensing everything.
At this point, it was blatantly obvious that the more you rise up in the ranks of strength, the more everything is becoming linked to mana.
It's as if the world is contained solely of mana at that point, and that makes sense. It makes a lot of sense, actually.
Just as I was walking in the hallway, a message from the analysis team rang and caught my attention. Opening it, I read the contents carefully:
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[Analysis Team]
Subject: New Training Program Inclusion
Astron Natusalune,
Based on recent assessments and the integration of the Everchanging Glyph, a new program has been included in your training schedule. The primary objective of this program is to align your physical conditioning with the optimal state provided by the glyph. This training will focus on ensuring your body adapts seamlessly to various weapon styles and combat techniques.
Updated Training Schedule:
5 A.M.: Four hours of one-on-one training with Warden Dakota as her official disciple.
9 A.M.: Two-hour break.
11 A.M.: One hour of body acrobatics training.
12 P.M.: Two hours working on developing stealth abilities and mastering the art of erasing presence with Instructor Kennet.
2 P.M.: One-hour lunch break.
3 P.M.: Training with Reina
7:30 P.M.: Body training session focusing on Everchanging Glyph optimization
Check out the attachments for more detailed information.
Please be prepared for the new addition to your regimen. Ensure adequate rest and nutrition to maximize your performance.
For your nutrition, please check out the attachment for further briefing.
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I reviewed the new schedule, noting the addition of the evening body training session. It was clear that the analysis team was determined to ensure my body adapted perfectly to the Everchanging Glyph.
'I wonder what kind of training they would give to me.'
For the time being, in the past three days, I did not feel any type of tiredness or mental fatigue between the classes. Sure, closer to the end of the day, I was feeling a bit tired mentally, but that was because it was my first day dealing with Reina's way of teaching, which required a lot of mental power since it was important to keep the constant focus all the time.
I opened the attachments to see the detailed information about the new training program and diet plan. The training regime was outlined in precise detail and designed to optimize my body's adaptation to the ever-changing glyph.
Body Training Session:
Strength Training with Heavy Ropes: Designed to enhance core strength and endurance, this exercise would involve intense rope workouts to build overall physical resilience.
Weighted Climbing: This exercise would focus on agility and strength, requiring the user to climb various structures while carrying additional weight, simulating real-world scenarios where such skills would be essential.
Compound Exercises: Including squats, deadlifts, and overhead presses, these exercises aimed to improve overall muscular coordination and power.
Gravity Room: Training in an environment with increased gravity to enhance muscle density and overall physical conditioning.
Herbal Baths: Immersing in specially prepared herbal baths to aid in muscle recovery, reduce fatigue, and enhance overall physical conditioning.
The key details will be explained by the Training Room Artificial Intelligence.
Diet Plan:
Some key items on the list included:
Reddish Hydra Serpent Steak: Known for its high protein content and energy-boosting properties.
Ironhide Boar Roast: Rich in essential minerals and nutrients, aiding in muscle recovery and strength building.
Thunder Hawk Eggs: Packed with proteins and healthy fats to support muscle development and cognitive function.
Mighty Bear Liver: Providing essential vitamins and minerals to boost endurance and overall health.
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The list went on just like that, with many different types of meats. But it seems they have also included the meal combination that I had been using.
'They must have gotten curious about what I was doing. After all, for the Analysis Team, checking such a thing must not be that hard.'
I thought to myself.
'But still…..Eating six meals per day…..What am I, a pig?'
It would be my first time eating that much in my whole life, but there wasn't anything that could be done.
It seems I would be starting from now on.
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"Welcome, Trainee Astron Natusalune. Beginning body training session focusing on Everchanging Glyph optimization."
"Ah….. This is the artificial intelligence that the attachment mentioned."
"That is right, Trainee Astron. You can call me Training Assistant. I am an artificial intelligence created for the sake of assisting the trainees here."
"Understand."
"Then, do you wish to commence with the training?"
"I do."
"Commencing with the training."
Astron started his training with the robotic voice of artificial intelligence.
The first exercise was strength training with heavy ropes. The ropes were massive, their weight causing them to slap against the floor with a resounding thud. Astron gripped them tightly and began the routine, his muscles straining with each wave.
The ropes felt like they were alive, resisting his every movement. Sweat poured down his face, and his arms burned with exertion.
"Trainee Astron's body limits are pushed to %70. Increasing the intensity."
The moment the voice of the assistant echoed, suddenly, the ropes changed slightly. The resistance had increased much more. His muscles screamed for him to stop, but Astron did not.
"Trainee Astron's body limits are being pushed to the extreme. You are entering the Extreme State. Your Glyphs are glowing; please push yourself further."
The more he heard the voice of Artificial intelligence, the more he wanted to punch it. At least, it was only for a momentary impulse as he controlled himself.
Then, he pushed through the pain, focusing on the rhythm of his movements and the sound of the ropes hitting the floor.
"Good. Now transition to weighted climbing," Training Assistant instructed.
Astron, with his muscles already screaming in protest, strapped on the weighted vest. The training assistant increased the gravity of the room. Each step felt like moving through molasses. He approached the climbing wall, its surface dotted with various holds and ledges, and began his ascent. His muscles screamed with every movement.
"Maintain your grip strength. Use your legs to support your weight," Training Assistant coached.
The added weight made every pull and push a battle. His breaths came in harsh, ragged gasps. His fingers ached from gripping the holds, and his legs trembled as he fought against the increased gravity. He reached the top, muscles quivering from the exertion, and then descended, ready for the next challenge.
"Trainee Astron's body limits are pushed to 80%. Increasing the intensity."
Astron moved to the squat rack, loading it with heavy weights. He positioned himself beneath the bar, lifting it with a grunt. Each squat was a test of endurance, his legs burning as he lowered and raised the weight.
He transitioned to deadlifts, the strain on his back and legs intense as he lifted the heavy barbell.
Finally, overhead presses, where his shoulders bore the brunt of the weight, pushing his strength to its limits.
"Trainee Astron's body limits are pushed to 85%. You are entering the Extreme State. Your Glyphs are glowing; please push yourself further."
The more he heard the voice of the Training Assistant, the more he wanted to punch it. At least, it was only for a momentary impulse as he controlled himself.
Next was the gravity room. Training Assistant increased the gravitational force even further, making every movement a struggle. Astron felt as though his body was being pulled towards the floor with an invisible force. He moved through a series of exercises, each one more difficult than the last.
"Keep pushing, Trainee Astron. This will enhance your muscle density and overall physical conditioning," Training Assistant encouraged.
His muscles ached, and his lungs burned as he struggled to draw in enough air. Sweat dripped from his body, pooling on the floor beneath him.
"Trainee Astron's body limits are pushed to 90%. Increasing the intensity."
The gravitational force increased again. Every step felt like a monumental task. His muscles screamed for rest, but he pushed on, determined to complete the training.
"Final phase: herbal baths. Proceed," Training Assistant commanded.
Astron dragged himself to the bath area, muscles protesting with every step. He lowered himself into the steaming water, the herbs soothing his aching body. The relief was immediate, and the warm water and herbal mixture worked to ease his pain and fatigue.
"Herbal baths will aid in muscle reconstruction and reduce fatigue. Prepare for the final challenge," the Training Assistant stated.
"Muscle reconstruction?" Astron asked as he felt something ominous once again.
"That is right. Muscle reconstruction."
The moment AI said that Astron's eyes widened.
"Urghk-!"
And immense amounts of mana started being consumed from his reserves. It was as if something was drawing everything and consuming it.
"AAAARGHK!"
It was a scream of pain as his breaths got more and more rough.
"Trainee Astron's body limits are pushed to 113%. The body is entering the "Survival State." Your Glyphs are glowing; please push yourself further."
As Astron writhed in the herbal bath, the Training Assistant constantly scanned his vitals. The water around him began to bubble and change color, various toxins and impurities being expelled from his body. His muscles tensed and relaxed in waves, and his bones seemed to vibrate under the strain.
"Analyzing… significant expulsion of toxins and impurities detected. Bone and muscle density increasing. Mana reserves are critically low," the training assistant reported.
Astron could feel every fiber of his being undergoing a painful transformation. His muscles screamed as they tore and rebuilt themselves, becoming denser and stronger. His bones felt like they were being compressed, making them sturdier with each passing second.
"Mana reserves at 15%. Administering high-rank mana potions."
A mechanical arm extended from the wall, presenting a vial of glowing blue liquid. Astron, barely conscious, reached out with a trembling hand and drank the potion. The effects were immediate. He felt a surge of energy as his mana reserves were replenished, the pain momentarily subsiding.
"Mana reserves at 60%. Continuing muscle reconstruction process," Training Assistant announced.
Astron's body continued to absorb and expel substances from the herbal bath, the water around him now a murky mix of expelled impurities. He could feel the changes more acutely now, his senses sharpening as his body adapted to the Everchanging Glyph's influence.
"Trainee Astron's body limits are pushed to 120%. The body is adapting efficiently. Bone density increased by 4%. Muscle density increased by 4%," the Training Assistant detailed.
The AI's updates became a distant hum in the background as Astron focused on enduring the process. The mana potion's effects were starting to wane, and he felt another wave of exhaustion.
"Administering second high-rank mana potion," Training Assistant said, another vial presented to Astron.
With shaking hands, he drank the second potion, feeling his mana reserves surge once more. The pain, while still intense, was becoming more manageable as his body adjusted.
"Mana reserves stabilized at 70%. Finalizing muscle reconstruction process."
The water began to cool, the intense bubbling slowing as the process neared its completion. Astron's breathing became more regular, his body no longer wracked with spasms of pain.
"Process complete. Trainee Astron, your bone and muscle density have been significantly enhanced. You have successfully adapted to the Everchanging Glyph's initial phase. Recommend rest and further monitoring."
Astron leaned back, his body feeling heavier but stronger. The ordeal had been grueling, but the results were undeniable. He felt a newfound strength coursing through his veins, his body more resilient than ever before.
"Thank you… Training Assistant," he managed to say, his voice hoarse from the exertion.
"You are welcome, Trainee Astron. Rest well and prepare for the next phase of your training," the AI responded. "You are to be subjected to this program for the next two weeks. Estimated overall Muscle Density and Bone Density improvement is %40 after the training ends."
Hearing this, Astron could not help but shake his head as his eyes turned cold.
'Next two weeks….It will be grueling.'
But he would endure. Since the rewards…..They were immense.
Chapter 468 - What it means to be a genius (4)
Astron stood in the training hall, his breathing steady as he completed the final strike of the [Gale Stance].
His body moved with a precision and grace that was supposed to take countless hours to achieve.
Each strike, each movement, flowed seamlessly from his core, enhanced by the controlled flow of mana.
Dakota observed from the sidelines, her keen eyes noting the perfection in each individual movement. She nodded approvingly, recognizing that Astron had mastered the basics. Now, it was time to push him further.
"Astron," Dakota called, stepping forward. "You've mastered each strike of the [Gale Stance] individually. Now, we will focus on transitioning between them flawlessly."
Astron nodded, his expression serious and focused. "I'm ready, Master."
Dakota took her place beside him; her posture relaxed yet exuded an aura of controlled power. "Watch closely," she instructed. "I'll demonstrate a series of sequences. Pay attention to how each strike flows into the next without hesitation."
She began with a simple sequence, moving through the [High Gale], [Medium Gale], and [Low Gale] strikes. Her movements were fluid and precise, each strike seamlessly transitioning into the next. The air around her seemed to hum with the energy of her mana, perfectly controlled and channeled.
"Notice how the energy flows," Dakota said as she finished the sequence. "There is no break, no pause. Each strike is a continuation of the last, maintaining the momentum and power."
Astron watched intently, absorbing every detail. "Understood, Master. I will focus on the flow."
Dakota stepped back, giving him space. "Begin with the first sequence," she instructed. "Start slowly and focus on the transitions. Speed will come with mastery."
Astron took a deep breath, visualizing the sequence in his mind. He began with the [High Gale], feeling the familiar surge of mana as he executed the strike. Without pausing, he transitioned into the [Medium Gale], his movements smooth and controlled. Finally, he flowed into the [Low Gale], maintaining the momentum and energy.
"Good," Dakota observed. "Now, repeat it. Focus on making each transition smoother."
Astron repeated the sequence, each repetition becoming more fluid. He concentrated on the flow of mana, ensuring that it enhanced each movement and transition. The virtual core within him acted as a regulator, helping him control the energy and maintain the rhythm.
As he practiced, Dakota demonstrated more complex sequences, combining different strikes in rapid succession. Astron watched closely, memorizing the patterns and flow.
"Now, try this one," Dakota said, moving through a particularly intricate sequence. Her movements were a blur of speed and precision; each strike was delivered with perfect timing and control.
Astron took a moment to internalize the sequence, then began to replicate it. His movements were deliberate and focused, each strike flowing into the next with increasing fluidity. He could feel the difference, the seamless integration of mana and movement.
"Excellent," Dakota said, nodding in approval. "You're getting it. Keep practicing these sequences. The goal is to make them second nature so you can execute them without conscious thought. That is the best way to understand the [Tempest Fang]."
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"You wish to take the exam? Are you sure that you have mastered the [Aura of Silence]?"
Looking at the young man standing before him, Kennet could not believe his ears. What did he just hear?
"That is right. I have mastered it completely."
A trainee mastering [Aura of Silence] in one day. Or not even in one day. In a matter of two hours?
That did not make any sense. Well, it was not like the technique was too hard or anything. It was just the beginner stages of the art itself. There was a lot more to that.
But still, it was still a complex art.
Kennet narrowed his eyes, searching Astron's face for any signs of deception or overconfidence. Yet, the young man's gaze was steady and unwavering, exuding a quiet certainty that gave Kennet pause. There were no traces of arrogance or uncertainty, only a calm assurance.
"Well," Kennet thought, "perhaps he truly has grasped it." The [Aura of Silence] was only the beginning stage of a far more intricate art, but even so, mastering it in such a short time was no small feat. Kennet decided to take Astron's words seriously, though he felt a need to set expectations.
"Very well," Kennet said, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "If you believe you are ready, we will proceed with the exam. But understand this, Astron—if you are overestimating yourself and wasting your time, there will be consequences. I do not take kindly to having my time wasted."
Astron nodded, his expression unchanging. "Understood, Instructor Kennet. I am ready."
Kennet gestured for Astron to follow him. They moved to a different part of the training area, one specially designed for testing advanced stealth techniques. The room was filled with intricate wards and sensors, each more sensitive than the last.
"This exam will test your ability to maintain the [Aura of Silence] while navigating through various obstacles designed to detect the slightest disturbance. Fail to suppress your presence, and you'll trigger the sensors."
Kennet looked Astron in the eye, his expression stern. "Are you sure you're ready for this? If you've misjudged your abilities, you'll find out soon enough."
Astron met his gaze with unwavering resolve. "I'm ready."
"Very well. Begin."
Astron closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he centered himself. He extended his awareness, feeling the ambient mana in the room.
With practiced ease, he projected his mana, blending it with the surrounding energy. The sensation was seamless, his presence fading into the background.
He moved forward, each step deliberate and controlled. Kennet watched intently, his eyes following Astron's every movement. Being one of the best at stealth, he was someone who could also see and sense the best around the place. For a high-rank hunter like him, seeing such Astron was not a hard thing.
'But, it seems he really mastered it.'
The first set of sensors remained inactive, and the wards were undisturbed. Astron's movements were fluid; his mana harmonized perfectly with the environment.
As Astron navigated through the course, Kennet's initial skepticism began to wane. The young man's control was impressive, his presence virtually undetectable. He moved through the obstacles with a grace and precision that spoke of innate talent and meticulous practice.
In the end, Kennet could not help but accept.
'This kid may be a monster.'
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"Well done, Astron," Kennet said, nodding in approval. "You've demonstrated a remarkable grasp of the [Aura of Silence]. I'm impressed."
Astron allowed himself a small smile, his eyes reflecting a quiet satisfaction.
Kennet's demeanor shifted slightly, becoming more instructive. "Now that you've mastered the basics, we can move on to more advanced techniques. The second stage involves enhancing your sensory awareness and projecting a field of undetectability around you. It's called the [Veil of Shadows]."
He demonstrated his mana, creating a subtle, almost imperceptible ripple in the air around him. "This technique allows you to dampen your presence even further and mask any sounds you make. It requires precise control and a deep connection with the ambient mana."
Kennet's gaze hardened slightly. "But remember, Astron, if you underestimate these advanced techniques, you'll find yourself overwhelmed. Approach them with the same dedication and focus you've shown so far."
"I understand, Instructor Kennet," Astron replied, his determination evident. "I will give it my all."
"Good," Kennet said, nodding. "Begin your practice immediately. You've proven yourself today, but the path ahead is long and demanding. Keep honing your skills, and you'll continue to excel."
But there was something that he did not know.
'Veil of Shadows….The name is really similar to the [Shadow Veil], the first stage of the [Shadowborne].'
Astron had something that was very similar to this.
"Instructor Kennet." At that moment, Astron called out to the instructor, who was about to leave.
Kennet turned back, his eyebrows raised in question. "Yes, Astron?"
"Is there a complete manual of these stealth techniques?" Astron asked. "It seems like each stage is linked to something larger."
Kennet paused, a smirk forming on his lips. "There was indeed a manual once."
"Once?" Astron echoed, sensing a deeper story behind Kennet's words.
A slightly pained look crossed Kennet's face. "Yes, once. It is no longer in my hands."
Astron nodded, understanding the underlying sentiment. "Understood. If my question caused any inconvenience, I apologize."
Kennet shook his head, his expression softening. "No need to apologize. Just focus on your training, Astron. That's all that matters."
With that, Kennet turned and walked away, leaving Astron alone in the training area.
Astron stood silently for a moment, reflecting on the conversation. The mention of a lost manual piqued his curiosity.
'The fact that these techniques are linked to Instructor Kennet's past makes it seem he is teaching some sort of family art. Maybe his family was once a part of an organization or something, and it was taken down by a rival. Maybe a betrayal?
Countless different possibilities passed through his mind at that very second.
'No matter what it is, it is highly possible that Instructor Kennet is linked to demons.'
He stopped as his eyes turned cold for a split second.
'Because whenever he is near, [Vengeful Bane] is always getting triggered.'
He did not show any hostility and was trying his best to hold his feelings in since he did not want to cause a scene in the organization, but the fact that Kennet could be linked to demons itself was an important piece.
'Because, if that is the case, they may have been led by the descendants of MistWraith. The Primordial of Shadows.'
He thought, remembering the content of the game.
'A certain villain….There was a certain villain with similar powers in the game….What if they were linked? That would explain a lot.'
No matter what or how hard Astron analyzed, he was not able to get more from the situation itself. It required more investigation so that he would get more information to conclude.
But for the time being, he decided to focus on the art. Since, even though he had advanced his trait, Astron had never felt like he was perfectly utilizing the first stage of his [Shadowborne].
'For the time being, it is better for me to focus on my training.'
With that thought, he continued.
Chapter 469 - What it means to be a Genius (5)
What does it mean to blend into the shadows? Or, what is a shadow? These questions have puzzled scientists and alchemists for centuries. The answers they found were enlightening.
When there is no light, there is darkness. Darkness is the complete absence of light, a natural state that exists without illumination. Shadows, on the other hand, are born from the interaction between light and objects, creating a space where light cannot reach.
A shadow is a part of the world where light is obstructed, a transient and ever-changing entity shaped by its surroundings.
I pondered these concepts as I prepared to practice the [Veil of Shadows] while also checking out the [Shadowborne]' s description.
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Trait: Shadowborne
Description: The innate trait bestowed by the Mistwraith grants the ability to harness and manipulate shadows with great proficiency. It enhances the user's control over darkness, enabling them to bend and shape shadows to their will.
Stage 1:
Shadow Veil: The user gains the power to blend seamlessly with shadows, becoming nearly invisible in dimly lit environments. This grants them enhanced stealth and the ability to move undetected.
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While looking at this one before, I had never thought of it as complicated since the description was completely clear and understandable.
But then I thought of one another thing.
'Bending and shaping shadows to my own will.'
Looking at this one, it was evident that there was a lot more to the Trait than just the stealth itself. I also knew about this as the more one progresses in the [Trait], the more they would develop shadow-related skills.
But, there was one thing that I overlooked after obtaining it from MistWraith. Normally, in the game, the player would get [Shadowborne] after killing the MistWraith as the normal boss of the second-year arc. But, the special properties of the trait would be a lot different.
For instance, while I got the [Shadow Leap] when I advanced to the second stage, the Player would get a different skill in the game. The skill that Ethan would get would be the ability to mend the shadows and enhance the spear by adding magic damage to the weapon. That was what he would get. Normally, that would not be a bad thing as it was an ability that fit Ethan.
However, there were many different abilities like this, and even Ethan himself had such skills in his arsenal. That is why many players did not use that ability too much, as while shadows looked cool, they did not provide much for the gameplay.
However, for me, it was different, as I had gotten it once with an easter egg by getting it a lot earlier than how it was supposed to be gotten. Though, I was not able to complete that run and advance the trait.
But still, I understood that something about MistWraith had been altered at that time. If you would get a different and possibly better trait if you had killed the MistWraith earlier than it was supposed to be and would get a better trait, that meant something about the demon would fundamentally change.
'For instance, if the core of the Demon had been stolen and another artificial core had been added.'
The MistWraith had already been in a weakened state for a long time, and it would not be that hard to hunt him. I was even able to hunt him down after learning about his weaknesses, though it required some sacrifices. If someone else were to study the demons and ancient ones, they could easily capture it and experiment on it.
'There is a high chance that this is the case.'
For instance, insiders in the academy would be able to make such a thing happen. And maybe that was the reason why MistWraith was attacking the academy.
In the end, one thing was clear.
'There is more to this trait than I initially assumed. I especially understand this right now after practicing the stealth arts for the past four days.'
Shadows are formed in the presence of light. For a shadow to exist, light must be present, and something must block that light. This interplay creates a space where light cannot reach—a shadow, an entity that is transient and ever-changing, shaped by its surroundings.
But shadows can only be seen by eyes. They can't be heard, smelled, or touched. They are purely a visual phenomenon. However, a person blending into the shadows still exists physically—they produce sounds and smells and radiate heat. While they may be unseen, they can still be detected through other senses.
As I pondered this, I realized that blending into the shadows required more than just becoming invisible. It involved eliminating all other traces of my presence. I needed to silence my movements, mask my scent, and control my body temperature. It was about becoming undetectable by any means, not just sight.
What is the meaning of light to the eyes?
Light is the medium through which we perceive the world. It allows us to see shapes, colors, and movements. When light is blocked, it creates shadows, which are visual indicators of something's presence and shape.
Without light, we are blind to our surroundings. So, if shadows are created by blocking light, then blending into the shadows means manipulating that light and its absence.
To truly master the [Veil of Shadows] or [Shadow Veil], I needed to understand the interaction between light and my presence.
I had to manipulate the ambient light, bending it to create an illusion of emptiness where I stood. This went beyond simple stealth; it was about becoming a part of the shadows themselves.
At the same time, I needed to understand what light and shadows are for other senses. For instance, what is the light for ears?
It would be sound waves. The waves that travel through the air alert others to my presence.
And what about the smell? The particles that linger in the air, carrying my scent. And touch? The heat my body radiates is detectable to anyone nearby. All these aspects of my presence needed to be addressed to achieve true invisibility.
As I came to these realizations, it struck me that the [Shadowborne] trait was not only about shadows. It was about 'shadowing oneself from the world.' It was about becoming undetectable in every sense. To master this trait, I needed to become a void, an absence in the perception of others.
"Shadowing Oneself."
It was like an enlightenment, something that I did not think I would be achieving at such a random moment. But there it was.
And then, just to compliment me, I sensed a change in myself. A change in the trait that had been engraved to me.
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Your understanding of [Shadowborne] has increased.
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A panel appeared right before my eyes. It was rare for the status window to interact with any type of Awakened, but at the same time, things like these tended to still happen sometimes.
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Stage 1:
Shadow Veil: The user gains the power to blend seamlessly with shadows, becoming nearly invisible in dimly lit environments. This grants them enhanced stealth and the ability to move undetected.
Additionally, the user can mask their scent and sound and regulate their body temperature to blend with the surroundings, enhancing their overall stealth capabilities.
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I could feel the changes within me, a subtle shift in my abilities with shadows. My senses heightened, and I felt more attuned to the ambient darkness around me.
The Shadow Veil technique now included masking my scent and sound and regulating my body temperature, making me even more undetectable.
The status window also included a new note:
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You have peeked into the ultimate realm of the trait.
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The message was cryptic but clear.
'Peeking the ultimate realm of the trait.'
Each trait has an ability once they have reached the end of it. That is something every trait has, but at the same time, rarely can a person achieve such a thing if the said trait is a unique one.
Since [Traits] are enigmas for the Awakened, most of them need to carve their own paths unless they receive these [Traits] from their bloodlines. That is also another reason why the named families are this strong.
They already know the conditions for achieving the higher ranks of the traits that their heirs possess. Therefore, it is a lot easier to nurture them and takes a lot less time and resources. That is the advantage of having a common trait, though it still has its disadvantages, of course.
I thought about what I did to speculate about what the ultimate realm of the [Shadowborne] trait could be. Realizing that shadows are not only about the absence of light but are also a metaphor, I began to understand that they actually symbolize something more profound.
The phrase "Shadowing Oneself" echoed in my mind, and I understood that the ultimate realm of the trait was about this very concept.
'Shadows are the parts of the world that go unseen. They represent the unseen and the unnoticed, the hidden aspects that exist beyond the perception of light. To master shadows is to master the art of being unnoticed in every aspect.'
This realization was profound. The ultimate realm of the [Shadowborne] trait was about complete and utter invisibility, not just to sight but to all senses. It was about becoming a true shadow in every sense of the word—silent, scentless, intangible, and unseen.
I began to think about how this applied to my recent training.
'Every technique I've learned so far has been about reducing my presence in one way or another. From silencing my movements to masking my scent and regulating my body temperature, it's all been about becoming less detectable. If the ultimate realm of [Shadowborne] is about shadowing oneself from the world, then it means achieving a state where I am completely undetectable by any means.'
That meant, upon reaching the ultimate stage, I would become undetectable by no means, regardless of anything.
It seemed I still had a long way to go.
The idea of becoming a true shadow, a ghost in the world, was interesting and daunting at the same time.
But for the time being, rather than setting my expectations high, I need to focus on what was present before me.
'Since I have yet to know the number of stages that I need to advance to reach the ultimate realm, First, I need to reach the next stage, and I still have yet to find any clue about what it is.'
And that was not the case for only [Shadowborne].
[Lunar Enigma] was also the same.