Fenghuang's Legacy || Genshin Impact Fanfic

Moments Of Return (35)

Clunk!

Thud!

Thwack!

"Ugh!"

Atlas falls down to his knees, while holding the wooden sword as a support.

"Phew, you have quite a lot to learn, did Hua even train you to use swords and other weapons?" Yan Hao complained.

"She.. Huff.. Only trained me.. In martial arts.. Huff" Atlas responded.

Yan Hao's eyes widened, "Holy shit, she should've trained you more"

"Not to mention, there's so many weapon arts and we're only at the beginning, what the fuck.." Yan Hao ruffles his hair out of frustration.

"When you're starting, you should've learned at least the basics of 5 weapons, oh dear Morax.."

"What, 5?! Are you insane?!" Atlas looks up to him.

"I know right? It's not easy you know" Yan Hao sighed.

It had only been a few days ever since Atlas ran away and started training with Yan Hao.

Though, his training is way harder and harsh than Hua, his past teacher.

When Yan Hao is able to get enough energy to have another physical body for the moment being.

Atlas started persuading Yan Hao to train him for the time being.

However, Yan Hao isn't the type to train other people, if he does it always ended up in broken bones or worse.

Unlike what the relic scroll says about Fenghuang being very cooperative and kind when it comes to training.

But even so, Yan Hao is him.

He is a part of his mind that was split up because whatever the fuck happened.

They're the same person and one of the same.

While Yan Hao represents as a substitute for 'Fenghuang' in Atlas's past childish point of view.

Is what he thinks about.

Though, all of this thinking had taken up all of his energy.

Resulting the trainings he requested getting slower and shorter.

"But, you need to take a rest Atlas, you've been reading a lot of old stuff in this place already, and it must've taken a lot of your mentality over the time we're here" Yan Hao said to him.

"I know, I know.." Atlas stood up.

"You always said that, but you never took care of yourself"

"If you don't take a proper rest, then I won't train you until you do so" Yan Hao continued.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I want to take nap since you woke me up very early" He said as he walks away.

As he left him alone, Atlas sat on one of the rocks nearby and cathes his breath, taking a small rest.

He looks up to the yellow-ish sky of the evening dew.

The white clouds was covefed in a bright yelow light as if it's a blanket.

The bright sun on the sky slowly drifting away, from the peering eyes of the people who looks up upon it.

And so on as the breeze of the wind continues to rages on until night.

Atlas took a deep breath and lets it out.

It has been a rough month, but he needs to prepare when Maya comes back to strike down someone.