[Training/Solo] Black Heaven & Earth: Gathering of Heavenly Gods

Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.

And the world was still, there was nothing. Yet a something in the nothingness, a place of such refined darkness that its very presence inspired an infinite creation. This was Jahangir's mind beneath the massive concentration he held. He sat in Lotus position his legs crossed, he was atop a rock beneath a waterfall in Reim. He had long been beneath the cold waters yet he felt no discomfort or pain, he felt no outside sensations at all, it was as if he was in a void. His consciousness looking within his very mind and soul taking control of his inner most being.

He was on some psychedelic Shit. However after doing some training with Ayero and he learned about Magoi Manipulation he became obssessed with it. He was determined to be the strongest practitioner of the technique, so for the past few weeks he experimented. Finding the most effective ways to practice and condition his Magoi. He had done everything in the book, He trained From Morning to evening and did Typhon work all nite. Then when the sun rose he ate, drank a ton of water and started over. Not that his meals were as large as they used to be, after concentrating on his magoi for around a week he began loosing the craving for food. His body just didnt seem to burn through energy as fast, or more likely his body had far more energy to burn through. Fanalis strength accounted.

Now He was sitting beneath the waterfall as usual, he would begin every session by performing a "cleansing ritual", a meditation technique that he had invented himself. He gathered Magoi from nature around him and manipulated it within his own body. He would imagine the Waterfalls running through his body and clearing any bad funk from his Magoi. From there he would Begin a sensing exercise, once inside a full meditative trance he would concentrate on feeling every last "drop" of Magoi in his body. This would take hours and whenever he mucked something up he would begin again. Jahangir could divide the magoi in his body by hundreds of segments within weeks. At the moment he neared the thousands. After the exercise was done he would allow himself a sip of water from the waterfall, he had no outside thoughts, just water. Honestly it was unlike Jahan in every way, he wasnt hyperactive when he trained magoi he wasnt constantly jumping from one thought to the next.

He was in complete balance, and that is what he loved about the state, he could focus his energy on whatever task was in front of him. He could feel his power and every day of training and intense meditation had him sense his potential more and more. He could tell he was growing infinitely stronger and he would out do every magoi user in this world. After drinking water he would ease back into his meditative trance, he could do this near instantly now. Now he would focus on controling his magoi. He concentrated sending all of his magoi to the center of his body, then he would send all of the magoi exactly back to the portion of his body he had moved them from. Whenever he messed up he would start again, no matter how small the mess up. Some would wonder how Jahan someone who hated complexities was able to focus on such daunting tasks.

The answer was simple, this was the most interesting thing to Jahan. Every moment he would be delighted by manipulating Magoi, he constantly practiced even when he was done with practicing. He would focus it inside his pen while he approved papers for Typhon, in his feet whenever he walked and even in his forks when he ate. His addiction to Magoi manipulation was obsessive, however this likely stemmed from his inability to use Magic. This for him was magick, the equivalent of shooting fire balls or raining lightning upon his opponents. So like any mage that would die to be considered the greatest Jahangir had the same ambitions. He couldn't wait to return to his teacher and display to her his new found ability, he was running towards surpassing her, at least in terms of Magoi manipulation. The exercise continued with him repeating the action with each of his body parts, his fingers, toes, eyeballs, bones everything. After repeating the action so many times and his magoi being separated into so many places he once again began sensing.

He would sense his magoi, tracing the path each minuscule drop had went through and return it to its origin. The Task was daunting and left Jahangir sweating, not that he could physically feel the sensation of Sweat beading up upon his forehead. These were all considered warm up exercises for Jahangir, he was beyond the point of pushing his limits. He had believed in order to achieve the title of the greatest he would have to "train as if he had no limits" and this is exactly what he would do. The hardest part of the training actually wasn't exhaustion but mental and will power. It was extremely difficult for Jahangir to begin at first but after he managed to learn meditation everything became clearer. He was able to focus his minds massive uncontrolled ADHD filled energy to complete these tasks over and over again. In actuality it was rare the Jahangir's brain wasnt working he was always actively doing something or thinking something, his imagination was great and if it hadn't been for the time period he would likely be considered mentally ill. Yet this was his cure if anything, it was a development so powerful that he would be able to break through any obstacles with it.

The next exercise was another "Magoi conditioning" exercise. The exercises were parallel to how a body builder would work out. His former exercises were to build a powerful endurance and refine his magoi to a quintessential quality. Which would be relatively the same as lifting "light weights" for several repetitions if he had been body building. The next exercise would be used to gradually and permanently increase his Magoi reserves(IC only of coarse XD). He Began to pull magoi from the Rukh in his body that created and secreted the substance and were responsible for the generation/regeneration of it. This process was even slower and more timid than the others. It was a draining task, the entire concept was that he would pull majority of magoi from the rukh inside him. Which he was aware produced Magoi, then he would gather it and expand upon the areas where the magoi was often located when he used it. The method worked because the rukh would be forced to regenerate magoi, and the stored magoi would be released into his body and further accumulate. The problem was this was one of the more difficult tasks and he couldnt do it quickly, thus he would often spend at least 6 hours under the deep trance like meditation every day as part of his routine. After this workout he would need a break, and would sleep for a few hours and eat to regain his strength. Though he was determined he was only human, he was able to complete these exercises without side effects because he never exhausted magoi in any of them. He never needed to move his magoi outside of his body or complete a technique whih would burn through it, all magoi remained in his body throughout the training.

The next part and often last part of his training was done to perfect a technique that he was working on. He found this to be the most dangerous move in his inventory by a landslide and he had yet to even perfect it. He knew the potential it held however and he was amazed by the amount of destruction he could cause with it. It was a technique that was godly so he named it as such.

"Black Heaven & Earth: Gathering of The Heavenly Gods"

It was bold and flashy, nothing that he would likely scream to his opponents not that he was often known to do that. Yet it spoke something that it needed to. Power. No matter your views on the name he wouldn't change it. Jahangir wasn't very religious but he believed that the Magoi within him was "godly" at least in comparison to the common day man. He had been working on refining his magoi for over a month now, 50 days precisely and he was confident in his ability to execute this attack. He wouldn't rush it however for he was more concerned with the moves form and execution. He would fire this attack hundreds of times to master it if he had too, so there was no rush. Jahangir stood up and faced the waterfall which was 12 m high and 6 meters wide, having a thickness of 30 sq meters. He closed his eyes and gathered a monstrously large amount of magoi into his solar plexus, his clothing clung tightly to his body as magoi from his skin and hair were pulled inwards.

This was the "Gathering of the Gods". Jahangir simultaneously resonated the magoi back and forth throughout his enter body. This caused the magoi to vibrate at an impressively high frequency, this was known as "The Gods Conversing". The magoi was then transmitted to his right fist in a pulse like fashion, a cracking sound made as the Magoi pulsed into his hand before a loud ringing sound was made. This was known as "The Gods must Argue", Birds began flying off, fish swam away, animals fled from all corner at the morbid sound. The Magoi is further pressurized, the ringing sound increasing, and the magoi taking a sharp electric appearance around his fist. Jahan snapped his eyes open and shot the punch at the waterfall, it ripped through the rock formation, creating a 9 meter deep, 4 meter wide crack; splitting the fall in two. Jahan however wasn't finished, he reformed the attack and punched again with just the same speed, dealing the waterfall omega tier damage and causing the formation to collapse. It was now a mountain of rubble and water, a huge chunk of the original water fall being decimated from the attack.

Jahan stood hunched over panting, he gave a bow to the waterfall, understanding that he had destroyed a piece of nature. Suddenly he fainted, but luckily for him his guild members were keeping a close eye on him and were nearby. They marveled and gawked at the power of their Master, before bowing to the Decimated Waterfall as did their master. They carried Jahangir on their backs and headed home for Typhon.

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