My Beginning After The End: One Shots

Planning Ahead (Superior Vessel Pt.2)

I'm starting to cook up some ideas! (And Meth.. mostly Meth) and I think I have a good idea on what to do but ehhh you know. I also have soon finished the reaction chapter... shit was harder then all of my school exams combined. As usual roast and bully the shit out of me on any grammatical errors or story errors.

I love you all... except one person who will not be named, also there is a poll all the way down regarding something that honestly.. I don't fucking know what to do about.

Anyway Enjoy

Virion Leywin

A week had passed since I was transmigrated into this previously thought fictional world. I still feel extremely ill at times and have severe headaches that most often then not have me spitting blood at the end, but it's quite easy to hide from my family.

Beyond that I have familiarized myself with my new, smaller body. This last week has been extremely painful but it has shown good results. Though my muscles still ache a lot during strenuous moments.

Learning how to fly was also a very interesting experience, and I'm slightly ashamed to admit that I failed... a lot. I have also tried to unlock the ability to fly through a different application with my magic, that is by manipulating the flow of blood throughout my own body. In other words, by controlling the density and pressure of blood in my limbs, I can steer and stabilize myself in the air.

Through my days of research, it has not yielded any good results, and now that I have actually managed to fly with the use of my white core it's slightly pointless to try and try for a different way to achieve true flight.

However, having an additional method for flight could be useful in the event that my ability to fly is impaired by any means, but right now I have more important things to worry about.

Everyone in the castle, including the asuras, were quite astonished that I was able to reach white core already. As for my mana core it feels a lot, how do I put it? Lighter? The air feels more pleasant, my eyesight has increased dramatically, it feels like my senses have been sharpened to a razor's edge. The control I had over my mana has skyrocketed, now being able to form spells with ease when they previously would drain me.

I know from the novel that I will be having a spar with Lance Varay in around a week's time, it would be a good time to showcase my new abilities. And because of my new core stage I could just blame them on that, and of course my huge imaginary mind because of my age. Maybe I should just say that they were abilities that I always wanted to try but couldn't because of my limitations.

Right now I am currently on the outskirts of the Beast Glades, perched on a branch, waiting patiently for something special. Now that my clones can technically last forever I took the time to replace myself with a white core clone and left the castle unnoticed, with a white core and a near mastery of wind magic and illusion magic it was not that difficult. Right at this moment I needed to stay still and wait for something. So I made use of my time and started to delve into my thoughts.

First of all I was starting to be slightly thankful that I transmigrated into Veer; it could have been a lot worse, like Lucas or, God forbid, a girl-uh, no offense. But at the same time, I was slightly pissed off because I wish this had happened when Veer was younger. I would have had a lot more time to actually get stronger and prepare this continent for war, albeit with meager efforts considering my age and lack of influence here, unless I... nevermind.