Essention: Heat and Motion

Chapter 1: The Bell Tolls

[Hello Wattpad! This is my first time ever writing a fantasy story. ]

[Actually, it's my first time writing a story online, uh, at all!]

[I plan to make some silly little illustrations to tag along with the story in MS Paint to try to copy the feeling of reading a LN (I am a huge weeb) (I also don't have a legitimate tablet, and I'm not a good drawer to begin with)]

[Please feel free to critique anything about the story (except the drawings, I know they suck). This is my first time using Wattpad, so uh, gonna be a bit clueless about how stuff works, but I'm hoping to still make an enjoyable worldbuilding experience!]

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"--Stupid... steps to... infinity," gasped out the silver haired youth as he trekked up the unmaintained mountain path. "Why couldn't... they just... make some... water break areas!?"

Having been climbing at top speed for the past 15 minutes, the boy was understandably overcome with fatigue and exhaustion that were only made worse with the 50 pound backpack he was carrying.

"There better be (wheeze) a waterfall or lake (cough cough) to wash up in when I get there or... or... I seriously might die...!"

His destination was at the halfway point of the mountain dubbed: "The Peak Above The Sphere". The top of this famous landmark stood at about 9000 meters from its base and far trumped the clouds that it pierced.

Simple math would imply that the young man would need to climb 4500 meters to reach the halfway point.

Ah! Finally! I was beginning to think the old geezer lied to me!"

And simple math would indicate that he had scaled at an average pace of 4500 meters in exactly 17 minutes to reach his destination.

It was needless to say, but I'll say it anyway: He was no ordinary boy.

And neither were the giant red Tori gates that stood before him.

Engraved on the base of the gates were special characters that symbolized toughness and perseverance along with the name of territory they stood guard for: The Spinner's Library.

Customarily, visitors of this location would mutter a short prayer, bow to the gate, place their hand on whichever character they valued more, and finally walk along the side of the gate that they had chosen.

Our abnormal adolescent ignored all of these, probably out of ignorance, and walked straight down the middle of the red entryway.

"'Oh Vivran... we know just the place for you to train' they said. 'Oh Vivran, there's this really strong old guy you should meet, he'll be good for you!' they said," the boy, evidently named Vivran, muttered to himself in sour recollection. "'Okay, Nanny Yeast! Where is he?' 'Oh, it'll be easy getting to his house, it's only ABOVE THE LITERAL CLOUDS! Jeez, I don't even know if I wanna train here, but I still gotta do all this work!"

Forgetting about the wheezing and panting he had just been going through, Vivran started to go about throwing a miniature tantrum, but quickly changed gears. Even if he could somehow force his body to stop showing the symptoms, he had still put it through a monumentally arduous task.

"Whoaaaa, its's more spacious than I thought I'd be," he said to himself while observing the area. "Look's like there's a big building, two small buildings, an actual path leading up to the rest of the mountain, a water well, and- OH YEAH, A POND!"

Shooting out of his backpack's strappings, Vivran dove right into the glimmering flat surface of the water. The huge splash echoed throughout the territory, but the boy hardly paid it any mind as he basked in the cool sensation that he had been longing for.