As the battle began Mr.Hong tosses me a katana. Reluctantly, I accept but I'm not willing to kill this girl over a 50 point grade.
"Begin." The girl, Anan, pulls out and odd black crystal. It shines brightly with an ominous feel.
An explosion of what I could think would be altitude breaches the entire battle field as she appears to transform the mysterious item.
It became some sort of sludge covering the most part of her stature. Only leaving her head visible.
Frozen by the intense altitude in the air I stand still.
"Kayui fight to kill" I hear a voice call to me. The voice is unrecognizable, nobody in this class or area.
Internalizing these words I decide to abide, rushing in to attack.
Other than training my body itself I also learned many forms of weapons. A katana was one of them. So I think I'm pretty proficient with one.
I slice down at the girl but a large spider-like creature shoots out of the sludge made of the same material. Before I knew it many more of these things crawl out.
Individually I could kill these things thousands of times over but they just keep coming.
"You'll never beat me in a battle of fruition" I yelled ripping through her weak minions.
It looks like she can't even hear me, almost like she's meditating. "Is she meditating to conjure something bigger?" I ask myself.
I can't let that happen, so I'll have to break that focus. I can't go above because these spiders have insane agility even greater than my own. My only option is to rip right through the middle since they're so fragile.
"Let's try something new shall we" I began forcing as much pressure into my left hand rushing in slashing with the right.
Before releasing smashed the pommel of the katana against my left.
My hand instantly dropped to my side wreathing in pain, but it was worthwhile the sword stuck in Anan's hand pinning her to her own chest.
The crystal reformed on the ground next to her and she was rapidly healed by the paramedics on standby.
Everyone clapped. "That was a great battle." Says a guy who I recall being nicknamed Rapid. "I think I went too hard," I said. "Not giving it your all is disrespectful, keep it up."
[A few hours later]
On my way home I can't stop thinking about training today. Who was that voice? How could I have done better? What could I learn from the other battles as well?
These questions float through my head the entire night.
Instead of sleeping that night since it was a Friday I decided to train. My arm still sore it was difficult but I trained as much as I could.
Over time the drawback lessened and I could output more with more control then before.
Exausted I noticed I couldn't even produce any more aura. Heading back home I notice a silhouette in front of the moon.
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Juusan Tensai: The Story Of Kayui (Rough draft)
FantasyA world of possibilities and surprises . Beautiful on the surface but the farther you delve the crueler it becomes. The source being altitude a mysterious force of power.
