Time Chamber In DxD

Chapter 4

1991-1995, August 6th (Sun), Kuoh Town, Japan (Hyperbolic Time Chamber=40 years)

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"Ninety...niiiine...huff, huff, huff, huff...One-thousannnd."

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The barbell fell off his shoulder to the ground. He stumbled forward a bit due to the sudden weight loss. It didn't help that he just did squats with a total of a hundred and twenty-kilograms in ten-times the normal gravity of Earth.

*Breathes in...*

"Fuuuh..."

He opened his eyes, wiping a drop of sweat that ran down his cheeks.

"That was a good one. My legs feel like noodles right now."

Igor looked at himself in the mirror. After nearly forty-years of hard training, his body had gained massive definition. The combination of torturous training in increased gravity coupled with herb-filled baths allowed his strength to soar to previously unattainable heights.

He had grown* taller as of late, taller than an eight-year old would be. While gravity should've worked in keeping him short, the healing herbs he bathed in everyday worked to mitigate that side-effect. And while Igor did grow taller, it was because his body was forced to. In order to better handle the strain that he inflicted on it, the growth of his body was required. In short, while his bone age would remain the same as that of a four-year old, the density of them was something else entirely.

Igor made his way to the bathroom while stretching his body on the way. He didn't even bother turning off the enhanced gravity. Entering the bathroom, he made his way to the massive cupboard that kept the stock of herbs.

Upon opening it to find it nearing empty, he sighed.

"That time is coming again."

He took one of the three last bundles of herbs and threw them in the bathtub.

[What a pain.]

Turning on the faucet, he allowed himself to mellow on the thought a bit before shrugging.

"Meh. I'll just make do with training outside the chamber."

He took off his clothes, armbands, and boots that landed on the ground with an audible 'thud'. Looking at his weighted clothing on the ground, he couldn't help but grin.

"Armbands: 30 kgs each. Boots: 60 kgs each. Undershirt: 100kgs. It's a shame I can't wear weighted pants though, the boots do make up for it. But I should get weighted leg warmers as well."

He jumped into the bath and leaned his head against the still-running faucet. Feeling the hot water run all over his face, his body vibrated in pleasure.

"Yeaaah. This is the stuff."

He let his body soak up the essence of the herbs in silence. He made sure to stay completely submerged just for the sake of it. It helped improve his lung capacity and if the herbs could make him have a manlier face, then it was all the more motivation.

Over the years, Igor had worked hard and faithfully followed the book written by Nakamura. In the end, he had chosen to use ki since he really didn't have a demon that could help him. He did consider MAYBE, getting a contract with a devil but Nakamura said in his book that devils were a deviation of angels, not true demons. Devils were simply angels that managed to incorporate the spiritual aspect of chakra (called mana) into their ki. Such a combination is referred to as magic. It is a good substitute for chakra but while magic inherited the benefits of both sides, it lost the power.