Kairon D. Gale stood barefoot on the surface of the penthouse swimming pool, sweat dripping down his brow as he focused on the chakra swirling beneath his soles. The water rippled, threatening to swallow him whole—again. He gritted his teeth, channeling Madara's memories of chakra control—precise, disciplined, unyielding. His foot sank an inch, then two.
Almost… got it…
The pool swallowed him with a splash.
He surfaced, spitting water and laughing. "Sage, remind me why I'm doing this again?"
[Sage: Water-Walking is a fundamental chakra control exercise. Mastery will allow you to traverse any terrain and—]
"Yeah, yeah, and impress the hell out of anyone watching. Got it."
He hauled himself out, shaking off like a dog. His gaze drifted to the kunai embedded in a training dummy across the room. Madara's kenjutsu… let's see if I can make it work.
He snatched a kitchen knife from his inventory—crude, but sharp—and fell into a stance. Memories of Madara's blade arcs and footwork flickered in his mind, but his body was still awkward, uncoordinated. He lunged, the knife slicing air with a whistle.
Too slow. He pivoted, slashing upward. Still a long way to go.
By dusk, the dummy was only slightly worse for wear.
Week 1:
Kairon stretched, cracking his knuckles. "Time to get serious. Sage, show me my stats."
[Sage: Displaying current status.]
Attribute Initial to Current (Post-Month)
Strength- 65 to 82( You can lift and throw small cars, bend steel bars, and overpower most humans with ease. Your Amazon blood gives you raw power far beyond normal.)
Speed -70 to 88( You can sprint at over 50 km/h, dodge arrows, and react to attacks almost before they're launched. Your reflexes are superhuman.)
Stamina -60 to 85 (You can run multiple marathons without tiring, fight for hours, and recover quickly from exertion. Your endurance is elite even among warriors.)
Taijutsu- 10% to 25% (You are at beginner level. Your movements are still stiff, but you have a basic grasp of form and footwork.)
Kenjutsu -10% to 22%( You are at beginner level. Your blade work is rough, but you can execute basic slashes and blocks.)
Resource Initial Current (Post-Month)
Recovery Rate
Chakra 120 to 250 6/min
Mana 100 to 200 5/min
[Sage: Your Amazon blood enhances all physical abilities, making your base stats higher than normal. With these stats, you are stronger, faster, and more enduring than most elite shinobi at your age. However, your taijutsu and kenjutsu are still at beginner level.]
"Alright, let's see what I can do."
He focused, forming the hand seal for Transformation Jutsu. His body shimmered, shifting into a perfect replica of a potted fern.
[Sage: Transformation Jutsu successful. Duration: Until chakra is exhausted or dispelled. Chakra cost: 0.5/sec (very low, as per academy standards).]
He reverted, grinning. "Who needs flowers when you've got me?"
Next: Clone Jutsu. He formed the ram sign, channeling chakra. The air flickered, and suddenly, fifteen Kairons stood in the room, each indistinguishable from the real thing—just like Kakashi in the academy, filling the room with clones.
[Sage: Clone Jutsu successful. Clones: 15 (maximum for current chakra control and reserves). Clone Jutsu chakra cost: 1 per clone. Current chakra: 235/250.]
He high-fived a clone, laughing as it dissolved. "This is more like it!"
Finally, Substitution Jutsu. He tossed a kunai across the room and, in a blur, swapped places with it, landing lightly on the far side.
[Sage: Substitution Jutsu successful. Range: 30 meters. Chakra cost: 2. Current chakra: 233/250.]
"These academy jutsu are a joke. No wonder they teach them to kids," he muttered, but there was admiration in his voice. "Still, useful as hell."
Week 2:
Kairon spun the kitchen knife, its edge catching the light. Madara didn't need fancy swords. Just skill. Too bad I'm not there yet.
He'd visited local shops and markets, using his trust fund to buy high-quality steel, leather, and chemicals. No theft—not with the Flash always patrolling. He upgraded his kunai and shuriken, reforging them with Iruma's alchemy, making them sharper, lighter, and more balanced. He crafted smoke bombs with improved formulas, wire traps that were easier to deploy, and a grappling hook that was lighter and stronger than before.
He dismantled training dummies with brutal inefficiency, switching between machete, kukri, and tanto—each blade honed and upgraded with his own hands. Madara's memories gave him the theory, but his body was still learning.
"Sage, rate my form."
[Sage: Taijutsu proficiency: 25%. Kenjutsu: 22%. Progress is steady, but you are still at beginner level.]
"Good enough for now." He sheathed the tanto. "What's next? Fireballs?"
[Sage: Focus on chakra control. Water-Walking is still at 43% stability. Chakra: 250/250 (recovered). Mana: 200/200 (recovered).]
"Ugh. Fine."
Week 3:
Kairon traced a transmutation circle on the floor, Iruma's knowledge guiding his hand. A pile of scrap metal glowed, reshaping into a slender dagger.
"Flame Enchantment," he muttered, channeling mana. The blade ignited, casting shadows on the walls.
[Sage: Basic Offensive Spell – Flame Dagger – successful. Durability: 15 minutes. Mana cost: 10. Current mana: 190/200.]
He grinned. "Now this is cool."
Defense came next. He slammed his palm on the floor, mana surging into a hexagonal barrier. It flickered, then held.
[Sage: Basic Defensive Spell – Barrier Shield – stable. Duration: 2 minutes. Mana cost: 15. Current mana: 175/200.]
"Utility next." He snapped his fingers, and a lockpick formed from a paperclip. "Boom."
He spent hours experimenting, upgrading his equipment with alchemy and magic—reinforcing his gear, crafting new tools, and refining his formulas. His inventory was now a treasure trove of upgraded kunai, shuriken, smoke bombs, wire traps, and utility items, all made with his own hands and Iruma's genius.
But Kairon wasn't done. He wanted a suit—something sleek, functional, and intimidating. He spread out his materials: black, flexible body armor, reinforced with alchemically treated leather and steel. He designed a full-body suit, form-fitting and lightweight, with hidden compartments for his tools and reinforced joints for mobility.
For the mask, he drew inspiration from Hei of Darker than Black —a white mask with a purple lightning symbol over the right eye and a thin red slash across the mouth. He crafted it carefully, shaping the mask to fit his face, painting the lightning and the slash with precision. The result was striking: a mask that was both mysterious and unmistakably his own.
He slipped into the suit, feeling the weight of the armor and the freedom of movement. The mask fit snugly, the purple lightning catching the light. He grinned beneath it, spinning a kunai in his hand.
"Perfect."
Week 4: Breakthroughs & Bottlenecks
Kairon sprinted up the penthouse wall, chakra humming beneath his feet. He reached the ceiling, flipped, and landed in a crouch.
[Sage: Wall-Walking mastery: 91%. Water-Walking: 62%. Chakra: 250/250. Mana: 200/200.]
"Close enough."
As he stood, a sudden rush of energy surged through his eyes. The world sharpened, colors deepening, edges crisping. He blinked, and when he opened his eyes again, his reflection in the window showed a crimson iris with a single black tomoe swirling within.
The Sharingan.
He stared, mesmerized. Everything moved with a new clarity—the dust motes in the air, the subtle twitch of the curtains, even the distant hum of the city below. He could almost see the flow of chakra, the faintest traces of mana, the way the world connected in ways he'd never noticed before.
"Whoa," he breathed, turning his head. The room pulsed with life, every detail vivid, every movement slowed just enough for him to track. He grinned, spinning a kunai between his fingers. It was like the world had been turned up to eleven.
He checked his status:
Kairon D. Gale – Status (Post-Month, Full Details)
Attribute Value Comment
Strength- (82 You can lift and throw small cars, bend steel bars, and overpower most humans with ease. Your Amazon blood gives you raw power far beyond normal.)
Speed -(88 You can sprint at over 50 km/h, dodge arrows, and react to attacks almost before they're launched. Your reflexes are superhuman.)
Stamina -+85 You can run multiple marathons without tiring, fight for hours, and recover quickly from exertion. Your endurance is elite even among warriors.)
Taijutsu -(25% Beginner level. You have a basic grasp of form and footwork, but your movements are still stiff.)
Kenjutsu -(22% Beginner level. Your blade work is rough, but you can execute basic slashes and blocks)
Chakra -(250 Your chakra reserves are comparable to elite genin like Sasuke at the Chunin Exams. Recovery: 6/min.)
Mana -(200 Your mana reserves are substantial. Recovery: 5/min.)
Chakra Control -(Advanced You have mastered wall-walking and are progressing in water-walking.)
Alchemy- Intermediate+ ( You can craft and upgrade equipment with ease.
Magic Intermediate You can cast offensive, defensive, and utility spells.)
Sharingan -(One Tomoe Your perception is greatly enhanced, and you can track fast movements with ease.)
Equipment -(Upgraded Kunai, shuriken, smoke bombs, wire traps, grappling hook, utility items—all enhanced with alchemy and magic , ANBU-style suit Full-body, black, flexible armor. White mask with purple lightning symbol over right eye and thin red slash across mouth.
[Sage: You have reached high genin level, with chakra reserves and recovery speed comparable to elite genin like Sasuke at the Chunin Exams, Sakura, or Neji. Your physical abilities are enhanced by your Amazon blood, making you stronger, faster, and more enduring than most. Your taijutsu and kenjutsu are still at beginner level. Your alchemy and magic have expanded, and your equipment is superior. However, you have hit a bottleneck. Further growth requires combat experience. Training gains are now minimal.]
The Decision
Central City's skyline glittered as Kairon packed his inventory—kunai, smoke bombs, a police radio he'd bought, not stolen, because the Flash always patrolled and he wasn't about to get caught. The Rogues were decent villains, but decent didn't cut it. He needed chaos, challenge, fighters who'd push him.
He paused at a photo of his mother—golden eyes, Amazonian pride. She'd want me to chase strength.
"Sage, plot a route to… let's say, Keystone City. Heard they've got a killer underground fight club."
[Sage: Acknowledged. Avoid highways; satellite trails suggest Justice League surveillance.]
He shouldered his bag, smirked at the sunset, and vanished into the streets.
Freedom's calling. And I'm gonna answer.