The swordsman took a towel and oil, putting it beside him and went ahead to take his Katana, the Myou. He didn’t have anything to do today and he also was not in the mood to walk around and search for information since Tenma already know all the information he needed to heard and kept. But it would be boring to just passed such a beautiful day like this by sleeping or lazing around, so Tenma decided to clean his sword for once a while. He began by pouring the oil to the towel and wiped the Katana with it, make it as clean as a new Katana.
The black haired man wondered if he should undergo some training to fill the time, he did have several new ability concepts that he wanted to try, but the whole stuck information made him not in the mood to do anything. At the time like this he remembered what his mentor ordered him to stick in the basis, which meant that he should train so his skill wouldn’t get rusty. The problem is, Tenma was too lazy to go outside and he rather to stay in the room so he forced himself to train in the room, it would train him how to use sword in a small area like a room.
Sweat began to flowing out from the man’s pore as he swung his Katana for the 500 times and it made his bare body wet. He continued to swung until he reached 1000 times, then rest a bit and increased it until he reached 2000 times. The first day went on with just the swinging training. The second day started late since Tenma woke up late but he punished himself by adding 2000 times of Katana swinging, then he continued by practicing the eight ways of sword technique from every different angle, at first he almost hit the wall but he quickly gained control of his grip and determined to fix that.
The third day was the meditating time, as one always said to be in the deepest state of mind and keep the mind cleaned to be able to recognize the heart of sword. However, Tenma faced a little problem in his meditation. He reached his deepest mind and trying to void everything there, focusing on the sword only. But he saw another people in his mind which was another him, staring at him with a blood thirsty eyes and strong murderous instinct with evil smirk plastered on his face. Tenma fully realized that it was the part of him, the part that he always wanted to suppress and control. The meditation would be the best method to suppress that dark desire that he had, so he continued to fight his desire to kill and suppress it. He knew that he should embrace it from the start and accept that it was really a part of him, the side that he hid all along. But not today, he would suppress it when he was stronger since he would be lost to his dark side for not being strong enough. He used a full week to train himself and it made him become energized as well, feeling wonderful, he decided to took a walk outside instead of sleeping after spending 6 days with no sleep at all.
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The black haired man wondered if he should undergo some training to fill the time, he did have several new ability concepts that he wanted to try, but the whole stuck information made him not in the mood to do anything. At the time like this he remembered what his mentor ordered him to stick in the basis, which meant that he should train so his skill wouldn’t get rusty. The problem is, Tenma was too lazy to go outside and he rather to stay in the room so he forced himself to train in the room, it would train him how to use sword in a small area like a room.
Sweat began to flowing out from the man’s pore as he swung his Katana for the 500 times and it made his bare body wet. He continued to swung until he reached 1000 times, then rest a bit and increased it until he reached 2000 times. The first day went on with just the swinging training. The second day started late since Tenma woke up late but he punished himself by adding 2000 times of Katana swinging, then he continued by practicing the eight ways of sword technique from every different angle, at first he almost hit the wall but he quickly gained control of his grip and determined to fix that.
The third day was the meditating time, as one always said to be in the deepest state of mind and keep the mind cleaned to be able to recognize the heart of sword. However, Tenma faced a little problem in his meditation. He reached his deepest mind and trying to void everything there, focusing on the sword only. But he saw another people in his mind which was another him, staring at him with a blood thirsty eyes and strong murderous instinct with evil smirk plastered on his face. Tenma fully realized that it was the part of him, the part that he always wanted to suppress and control. The meditation would be the best method to suppress that dark desire that he had, so he continued to fight his desire to kill and suppress it. He knew that he should embrace it from the start and accept that it was really a part of him, the side that he hid all along. But not today, he would suppress it when he was stronger since he would be lost to his dark side for not being strong enough. He used a full week to train himself and it made him become energized as well, feeling wonderful, he decided to took a walk outside instead of sleeping after spending 6 days with no sleep at all.
Word Count : 557