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Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir]

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Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
A-Tier
A-Tier

Previously: Traveling with the Death
*The details of the journey from Reim to Balbadd after Diego is knocked overboard by a jealous magician named Adrastos Thanatos, a man struggling with his emotions toward Noir Ecryola.

As soon as he walked through the entrance to his room, Adrastos threw his staff to the ground. It's dull sounds meaning nothing while he paced in frustration. Why the hell did he do that? Since recently, the young magician couldn't control his own emotions or even his infernal memories, and as a result, his humanity took control of his body. There was no logic in his attack, just senseless spite and resentment. This was the whole reason why he never wanted to deal with his past and human drawbacks. Pointless. Stupid. It was no wonder people died. They reacted with an emotional response, thus forfeiting their logic and succumbing to their opponent. If only he could tear out his heart, then perhaps he would not harbor feelings of guilt, wrath, love, and jealousy.

The magician ran his fingers through his silver locks in frustration. When he heard the voice of Noir, he froze, refusing to look back at her. His hands clenched into fists as if he were to pull of his hair from the roots. What was he suppose to say to her? The girl who was his student yet made his heart ache so violently? Was he expected to tell the truth? He couldn’t tell her everything, so what exactly would he say? Adrastos let one arm fall to his side as he turned to face those confused topaz eyes.

“Everything yet nothing. I can’t comprehend what’s going on much less understand. My mind…” Adrastos stopped and shook his head. “No, it doesn’t matter. What’s done is done and it can’t be undone.”

The magician picked up his staff from the floor and rested it against the wall before he sat down on the bed. His silver eyes glimmering with relief and uncertainty, looked at Noir. True, she had the eyes of gemstones and was a magician like Akina, but she was different somehow. It was hard to put his finger on what was so different, but it was there, whatever it was.

“We will be on this ship for a little less than five months. It would be beneficial to take this time to learn what we can, to get stronger. We’ll start in the morning. But for now,” the man sighed, “I need to be alone… So, please… leave me be for awhile…”

The magician turned his face away, trying to look at anything other than Noir. There was nothing more for him to say and there was nothing he wanted to say. Before he would tell her anything, he needed to have a sound mind. Perhaps he would explain everything once they arrived at Balbadd, but until then, they had more pressing matters to attend to.
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A-Tier INT Training WC: 452/2,000


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Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] 3oCk1sb

Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] 7kZv0Du
Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] AmCJaPN Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] Ltg0RVb Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] VjD0Py3

Trait Points: 4/11 | SoS: 1

Noir Ecryola

Noir Ecryola
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

The black haired girl was worried, what just happened was already beyond her own ability to grasp the meaning behind such actions. She was confused, surprised and eager to know for whatever reason that her mentor had for her. The man was not being hostile towards anyone at all so far, and yes she did feel the hate emitting from Diego the moment he saw Neo but until the end, he didn’t do anything that resulted him to receive such treatment from the silver haired man. The moment they were blasted like a rocket to the sky, Noir only could stare with a worried look… felt helpless and regretting herself for not taking quicker action. But the question was, could she even stop her mentor that she knew for much longer only to protect someone that she just met? She didn’t know… and couldn’t even find out now. She did feel something strange from the man with feline feature, but she felt so close to him, having this kind of thought that he might be a similar being as her even though she didn’t know why exactly she thought like that. It was his beasty figure that made her thing like that maybe, based on what resided inside herself, a horrible beast if she could say. But that black rukh… that thick dark swarm that fluttered around, it was similar to her mentor’s rukh, black…and as dark as the night. She looked down and proceeded to follow her mentor, ready to ask anything she could ask regarding this matter. ‘…Just when I can start to make more friends…’

She frowned upon hearing her mentor’s answer, looked like he was…not sure of his action too. Could it be he was controlled by something? No, Noir was very sure that her mentor was hard headed enough to not letting himself to be controlled like a puppet. Could it be that something wrong happened? But his mentor’s answer was final and she agreed that whatever was done was done and couldn’t be undone. Now she just had to accept that the cloaked man was already not on the ship for whatever reason she had and she couldn’t know more about his history, let alone knowing about how he got the feline feature. She sighed, burying all of those deep inside and stared back at her mentor, looking the silver and gold orbs. The black haired girl noticed that there was some kind of….strange thing inside his eyes, an emotion that she couldn’t recognize. It was different from sadness and obviously not happiness, it was not angry as well and it was much more different that all of those emotions.

“…” She watched silently as the man sighed, noticing that her mentor was certainly not acting like how he used to act in front of her. She watched his gesture as he avoiding any eye contact with her, trying to look at anything else other than her. But she only stared at the man with deep intensity as if she still want to know about his reason to do that, but then she would close his eyes for several second and opened it again. “I understand…” She turned around and reached the door handle, ready to leave the room after saying, “I will be at the forecastle deck if you ever need something, well then… excuse me.”

When she reached the deck, she would notice that Haku was sitting there, obediently waited for her and stayed still, waiting for Noir to approach him. She lifted her small hand and gently petted her liger, “There there little Haku…” The female magician looked directly into Haku’s ruby orbs and her topaz orbs were giving this kind of sad glint that was almost unnoticeable. “We will meet them again if our path crosses right…?” She wrapped her arms around the fluffy neck and embraced Haku gently, “If only we had more time to talk to him… I feel something odd from him… and I am curious…” She closed her eyes, trying to imagine the feline featured man that was attacked by a person who was none other than her mentor. She wondered if she could actually prevent that if she was much stronger, stopping Neo from attacking at that time… but it was too late, she didn’t even expect that it was her mentor who attacked at the first place and possibly was too late to regret about it. “Rawr…” The white colored liger with black strip fur growled softly, lifting his left paw to touch Noir’s shoulder, slightly being careful to not add pressure on his left paw so he wouldn’t crush the black haired girl shoulder when he did that. He intended to make her feel better, knowing how fragile and how lonely the girl was. “Thank you, little Haku…”

Noir petted her liger’s head before unwrapped her hands around Haku’s mane and then took out her wand. From the beginning she always knew that a person’s strength would really matters and affected their actions, so what she needed to do was only to get stronger, passing her limits and do what she could do, everything that was necessary for her to get even stronger than her from yesterday. She imagined the spells that her mentor cast earlier, remembering its beauty and its deadly touch the moment when it caressed the enemy with such cruelty and violence. The magician then looked at her wand, wondering if her spells would be that beautiful and then kept it in the sheathe that was wrapped around her waist. She sat down beside her liger after that and crossed her legs, putting each hand on her laps and closed her eyes. She breathed slowly, slowing her breathing pace as slow as she could. She inhaled slowly and exhaled the air of the sea slowly too, relaxing herself and trying to empty her mind. After she managed to empty her min from any other thought, she tried to maintain her position, meditating until her mentor decided to approach her or when the hunger started to make noises from her stomach.

WC: 1020/2000

A-Tier Intelligence Training


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Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] G5OZoqx

Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
A-Tier
A-Tier

Adrastos remained his the confines of his room until the following evening, perhaps even longer since the magician did not keep tabs on time. While he sat there, he meditated, cleared his thoughts, and allowed the rukh to speak to him. He knew much about water and light, thus enabling him to create a combination magic that allowed him to create false shadows, but was there more? Could he perhaps gain access to another type of magic that he did not know of through a magic tool? He probably could, yet the type of magic was unclear to the white-haired magician. Instead of continuing that line of thought, he listened to the rukh that fluttered around him in utter silence... However hours upon hours passed with little to no progress.

He felt the source of discontent, though did not want to directly face it, at first; the lack of progress was due to his mind that was currently grappling with the tempest of emotions that ran wild within him. He knew that before he continued his training he would need to quell these rampant feelings that threatened to boil over. Adrastos dove into his mind, attempting to understand. He focused on the cause, then expanded into how to control it.

His number one instinct, etched into him by the late Master Chou Zhi, was to renounce his identity and cast out his humanity; such a task was simple back when the old man was alive, but with him gone, that option was no longer open. What then? Many others would talk about how they felt, claiming that it relinquished them from the tremendous burden; others claimed that channeling the emotions into a productive activity would also free them. Unfortunately, neither one sounded appropriate. Adrastos was not the person he use to be, and therefore different measures had to be used compared to the past.

A knock on the cabin door interrupted Adrastos’ concentration, causing him to grind his teeth together. “Excuse me, sir? Would you like something to eat? You haven’t eaten anything since setting sail from Portsmouth.”

Food? Did he even need food? His stomach growled as if to suggest that he was in need of nutrition. Food was just another temptation trying to distract him from what was important. As if his memories and attraction toward Noir weren’t enough already, but now hunger was attempting to pull him away from his training. Adrastos scoffed. If this was a test, then he would not succumb to his human needs. The man with silver hair once again melted away from reality where he continued his struggle with calming the tempest within.

As the months went by, Adrastos trained his mind and body within the confines of his room. He practiced different stances, meditated more, and tested his magoi, hoping to increase it so he would be able to last longer in a battle. He even asked Zayn to assist him in mini sparring matches from time to time, leaving no time for individual necessities.

Little food was consumed and barely any sleep was indulged in as the hours melted into days, then into weeks. Perhaps the lack of nourishment and sleep deprivation contributed to his oncoming madness, or perhaps it was due to his chaotic emotions, but nothing could be said for sure when he began to hallucinate.

At first he only smelled and felt things that weren’t really there, like the scent of blood and a fire, or a gentle caress against his face and a choking force crushing his windpipe. These were minor nuisances though, able to be ignored by Adrastos as he meditated; ultimately though, the hallucinations began to consume his hearing. He heard whispers reverberating all around him. They were silent at first before gradually increasing their volume until they screamed and shook his very soul. The voices belonged to the magician’s past, and as such, one voice cried out over all the others: the only belonging to Master Chou Zhi. This startled Adrastos into opening his eyes and finding himself no longer aboard the ship but in the dancing collection of tall grass that rested between Magnostadt and Balbadd.

“Did you really think you could escape me?”

The white-haired individual turned toward around, his body twisting until it was almost painful. The old man whom he had killed stood there clad in his usual purple robes that billowed with the mighty wind, holding the ominous staff that glowed violet. Even his black feline, lazily stretched out on one shoulder, accompanied him, like a shadow unable to shake off.

“Adrastos, you foolish boy. You didn’t bother to check the corpse which you had burned in The Plains and as a result, you thought that you had vanquished me from your life.” The elder chuckled; his wheezing gasps were cringing to the ear. “I must admit you displayed admirable talent, but you can’t get rid of me that easily.”

“Why are you here? How are you here?”

“That’s not important. I’m more concerned about you. Tell me what you’ve been up too.”

The scene around Adrastos transformed into a flowery meadow, and the sun was setting in the background. He was on his back, gazing up at the soft darkening skies, taking deeps breaths as his chest rose and fell, and enjoying the relaxing atmosphere that hung over him. In the back of the magician’s psyche, he was confused. Wasn’t he in the plains with his teacher? And before that a ship with Noir?

“Adrastos…?” whispered a small voice.

Adrastos looked down to see Noir, his student, resting her head upon his chest as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Noir smiled, instantly causing his words to get stuck in his throat and his supposedly icy heart to dissolve with affection. There were no feelings of uncertainty within his heart as he saw the image before him. A part of him wanted to freeze time, to hold on to this precious occasion, but he couldn’t relish it because of one question that screamed in his mind: How does she know my real name?

“Were you thinking of your slave days…? And your pain…?” Adrastos knit his brows together in bewilderment. Slave days? Nobody knew that? Even her. So… how was it that Noir was aware now? She knew his name and history, but never had he mentioned either one to her. The magician opened his mouth, “How-”

Her eyes flickered with her own confusion. “You told me, remember?” She placed her tiny palm upon his cheek and stroked it gingerly with her thumb. “Are you alright?”

The magician took hold of her hand and mindlessly kissed it, pecking her soft skin with his lips. “Yes,” he replied. “I’m fine. I zoned out for a moment and thought about the dark days of my life. It was a nightmare that I escaped from. Thanks to you that is.” Noir smiled again and relaxed in Adrastos’ arms, but soon everything began to fade.

“No!” The white-haired man attempted to hold onto Noir desperately, not wanting to let her go. His efforts were trivial though as she, like the surrounding area disappeared, replaced by blackened grasslands, tainted black like his own rukh.

“You love that girl, and look at what has become of you. She will ruin your chances within the Alchemists that you tried so hard to be part of. She has made you weaker and unable to function properly.”

Adrastos shook his head. His silver eyes, shedding tears of sorrow and rage, glared at his master. His chest was writhing in pain, as if someone stabbed him and twisted the blade while it was in his body. Perhaps Chou Zhi was right, but why did he have to show up now? It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t right. Didn’t Adrastos have the right to a little happiness at least?

Happiness? You have always feared falling in love for the exact reason he mentioned. If you were really so determined to pursue your dulled vision of happiness, you wouldn’t have killed that village in the plains of Magnostadt, you wouldn’t have assisted in the kidnapping of Roark, you wouldn’t have joined the Alchemists, and you wouldn’t have caused what little chaos you’ve managed to stir. You forfeited any right to a prosperous life once you cursed the whole of fate in favor of death and destruction. The truth is, that deep down, you love tormenting others and watching them suffer. That is the only way you are able to have enjoyment. That is where you achieve your pleasure.

Adrastos screamed at the top of his lungs. He seized his staff and cast Aqua Cyclonas II at his master’s form. The plains were gone in an instant and once again he found himself back in his quarters aboard the ship to Balbadd. Despite the environment being as it should, the magician could not stand one more second where he was and bolted out the door where he sprinted to the main deck.

Not a soul could be seen once Adrastos set foot into the open air; it was refreshing to be free, or at least have the illusion of freedom for a short time. The salty sea breeze was a cleanser to his soul as he leaned against the port-side railing, panting from his outburst.

“Neo!!” Adrastos’ eyes widened as he looked to his right, seeing yet not seeing Zayn run at him. For a brief second, he saw his new accomplice but within another second, he saw Chou Zhi, staff in hand, ready to attack.

Instinct took over immediately; the magician spun, casting Adrustum Aura, Aqua Cyclonas, Glaciem Aqua Sagitta, Aqua Canno II,  Lux Tenebris Fulgeo, Shadow Cyclones, Glacias Lamnia, Aqua Vipera Glacialis Morsus, and Nemesis Sol in an unbroken cycle. The spells were rampant, but much to Adrastos’ bewilderment, all of the spells were blocked. “Why don’t you ever die?!” he yelled, clutching his staff so tight that his knuckles turned white. Exhaustion was taking hold, but he refused to be stopped so soon. “I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you for sure!!!”

Then what?

“I’ll kill you and kill everyone else!!! Those men, the so-called masters of my flesh from all those years ago!! They’ll die! The governments will crumble!!! I will cover this land in crimson and the skies will be obsidian! And not you… or anybody else… WILL STOP ME!!!” The black rukh, a swarm of darkness that engulfed his body, fluttered around him in a frenzy as Adrastos hit the end of his staff onto the wooden floorboards, creating the mist of his Inner Darkness spell to spew from its top. Blood fell from his eyes, hindering his vision, and he collapsed to the floor. His staff clattered to the floor, ending up a couple feet away. Adrastos didn’t know what had happened for him to suddenly crumple as he did, but there was nothing he could do; his body refused to move. I… used too much… magoi…?

Adrastos mentally cursed himself. Now what? Did he even manage to get his master? Even if he didn’t, the magician was now useless so he couldn’t attack or defend himself. All he could do was lay there and wait for his life to end or for someone to find him.



When he awoke, Adrastos sat up and looked around. He was back in his room. He didn’t know how he got there, but he has glad he was still alive. That meant he had the chance to do one more thing before diving into the abyss.

The magician retrieved a piece of paper and a quill pen. His mind was set, and though it broke his heart, Adrastos began to write.

Noir,
By the time you read this, I will be long gone, and I don’t mean just physically either. My mind will no longer be as clear as it is now, and I’m unsure how much longer it will last. With these final words to you, I will tell you who I really am before the man I am is forever lost. I believe it would be best if I began from the beginning.

My real name is Adrastos Thanatos. Back when I was younger, I lived in a slum on the southeastern coast of Reim, but while I was still just a child, I had been sold into slavery after my home was ravaged by thieves. Everyone was slaughtered, even my parents whom I watched die in front of my very eyes. The only ones were were kept alive were the children. I watched as my childhood friends were killed or sold until I too followed their path.

For years I remained a slave, and I was sold to many masters. However, I eventually escaped and fled to Kou, where I fell in love with Akina Kazuya. You are much like her. You were both slaves and were very quiet and had the most beautiful eyes resembling glittering gemstones.  And so...  you, Noir, are someone I can relate to, just like Akina.

Back when we travelled to Balbadd, I acted rashly and attacked Diego. You know, the strange fanatiger? My actions were guided by jealousy; I couldn’t handle seeing him near you because you are someone very close to me. It’s amusing in some ways because I vowed to never have such feelings, and yet they still managed to fester. The reason I feel this way is not because of how you remind me of Akina, but rather that I enjoy your company and feel a sort of connection that I can’t shake off.

There is a part of me somewhere that wishes I could love you, but the more prominent side of me is fearful. I have been told so many times that emotions weaken a person, but I find myself wondering why that is. Emotions give someone a reason to fight. It shows that they are still human.

Noir, I know what life as a slave feels like, and how they to destroy your humanity. You must try to forget about that. Laugh, smile, and express your emotions in any way that you can. For your own sake. If you don’t, you may very well end up like me.

Thank you, Noir, for allowing me to be your instructor, but you must forget me. I ask not as your teacher, but as a friend, because the next time we meet, I will not see you as I do now, and we will be enemies. Farewell, Noir. I hope you have a pleasant life.

Yours truly,
Adrastos Thanatos


Adrastos read the words on the page slowly, absorbing each letter into his memory, then with eyes closed, he crumpled the paper and jammed it into his pocket. He couldn’t give it to her. Adrastos sighed and walked up above, gathering what little possessions he owned as he strolled out the door.

Already, on the horizon under the midday sun, rested the shore of Balbadd. If Noir was there by his side, he would say, “Looks like we made it. You ready?” If not, he would just stare at the shoreline as they steadily approached it. Regardless of the situation though, the crumpled piece of paper in his pocket would weigh him down, forever whispering words that he would never dare to say aloud.

I'll hold on just a little longer...

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A-Tier INT Training: 3,020/2,000
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Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] 3oCk1sb

Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] 7kZv0Du
Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] AmCJaPN Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] Ltg0RVb Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] VjD0Py3

Trait Points: 4/11 | SoS: 1

Noir Ecryola

Noir Ecryola
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

It was the second day and she still had not seen her mentor coming out from his cabin, making her curious on what was in his mind. He was shutting himself up, making his own mentor didn’t know what to do because the only thing she knew was just the last word she heard from Adrastos, that was to leave him alone for now. She spent mostly of her days to meditate in her room at day and moved her meditating place on the outside when it was midnight. She wouldn’t allow herself to touch her wand at all, focusing all the training by only meditating and whispering to the rukh before listened to what they wanted to say back.

But strange things happened when she was meditating, she swore that she did hear someone’s voice, whispering her name over and over again but not in a creepy way. She could feel the warmth from the voice as it said her name with using a tone that sounded just like a singing angel, like this person was guarding her, guiding her through the meditation. The girl recognized the voice as it was the same voice that she heard back then when she learned new water spells, it was her mother’s voice. The black haired girl didn’t know for sure on how her mother could do that, it did felt like her mother’s soul was now attached on her even though she was not sure if that was what really happened. she tilted her head and wondered if that was the work of sound magic but decided to convert such bizarre things into her motivation to meditate and might as well practicing her spells once again. Better practice the spells often rather than made it rusty by never used it, and like the saying, practice makes perfect.

One day among the months she spent on the ship, she noticed a group of people gathering around at the deck and sitting in circle. They were laughing happily and each of them was holding a big mug that was possibly filled with ale. Noir was just decided to walk away and went staring at the ocean when suddenly one of them mentioned about a dungeon. She remembered that she heard about the dungeon from the King of Reim even though she didn’t know much of the details. The conversation piqued her interest and curiosity as she heard that the dungeon was rumored to have this powerful being resided inside the djinn, and she thought that such powerful being might be having a lot of knowledge. She wondered if she could meet one and hearing on what kind of ancient knowledge that this djinn had. The girl slowly walked towards the group of men and kneeled down, “Excuse me, Sir. I am interested to hear more about the dungeon that you just mentioned.”

The men were staring at her like seeing a ghost but then they suddenly burst into laughter. “I never thought such an adorable young missy like you will be interested in hearing about dungeon!” One of the men said before laughing again, “Hahaha, well, come sit down beside me, young miss! I will tell you about this new raisin dungeon at Balbadd!” At first Noir couldn’t believe at what he said, never expected that the country that she would visit was the place of where the dungeon was raised. She listened more to the what the group of men said and processing the information slowly, catching the meaning behind it and made herself curious. Apparently, the dungeon existed to challenge some brave people to explore the dungeon itself by offering the djinn power as the reward. But until now, there was only some people who managed to have a djinn, while the other didn’t make it, was not able to survive inside the dungeon because they might lack of strength or even chose wrong action. They also mentioned to not play around with the dungeon as it was not a playground, “So young miss, if you get the chance to enter the dungeon and challenge it, what kind of wish that you want to request?”

“Knowledge… “ She said firmly, “I want to know about the knowledge that the djinn may have….” Her answer made all the men stared at her, confused about it and laughed at her. “Well! You need to conquer the dungeon if you really want to know about the knowledge that the djinn had. But I have to say that dungeon is not a place for someone who is foolish enough to enter when that person is still weak.” He waved his fist while continuing, “A lot of warrior sharpens their skill just to conquer it, allured by the power that such mystical place offers. Some said you can become the king if you can conquer the dungeon.”

‘…I can be stronger and gain much more knowledge at the same time…’ She murmured, thinking about the dungeon and decided that it would be her next thing to do as soon as she arrived at the country, probably she would ask her mentor to accompany her so she could see what kind of dungeon it was. But she knew for sure, that she was not that strong enough for herself to conquer a dungeon, considering that even someone who was as powerful as the king couldn’t conquer it even though Noir believed that the strength that the king possessed was incredible. She would change her training method, training her body by doing some physical training, focusing on doing it for a month. After that in the third month, she would notice that her mentor was somehow doing a training too, and was really motivated to do some training as well especially about practicing the spells, so she played with her lightning and water spells while combining it with an hour of meditation for two months. Between that, she would include physical training for just an hour every day so she could keep her body fit and also the way she cast her spell would be much better.

After a few months of training and dripping sweat, Noir could see the silhouette of Balbadd and her eyes were sparkling like a star. At that time, finally, her mentor was not confined himself anymore and now was standing right beside her, watching at the shore of Balbadd. She would nod at his question, “I am ready.” She said, so ready to land on the Balbadd and so ready to visit the dungeon.

“…Neo.” She called softly. “Could you please accompany me to visit a dungeon in Balbadd? I heard that the knowledge resided in such mysterious place is very valuable… and I, am interested in gaining the access to such valuable knowledge.”

WC: 2152/2000

A-Tier Intelligence Training


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Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] G5OZoqx

Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
A-Tier
A-Tier

"A dungeon?" There were rumors of those things popping up from time to time, but Adrastos had never seen one for himself. He assumed there would be some interesting items inside, ones that could grant him more power. Would it be like the Shrouded Isle? As dangerous as that hell hole? Or perhaps even more brutal? With his wand that he received from the corpse of Vladmir, he felt a bit more capable of handling his own, and even more so. Maybe he could protect Noir for however long he had left.

As the blue magician gazed into the glittering irises of his student, he nodded. "I see no reason why not. Let's go to a dungeon."


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A-Tier INT Training WC: 3,137/2,000


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Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] 3oCk1sb

Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] 7kZv0Du
Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] AmCJaPN Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] Ltg0RVb Intense Discipline with Powerful Yet Conflicting Emotions [spec training/Noir] VjD0Py3

Trait Points: 4/11 | SoS: 1

Noir Ecryola

Noir Ecryola
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

~4 months ago, on the ship before they arrival~

Story Book:

Noir closed the book that she just read, looking at the liger that was sleeping soundly beside her and reached her hand to rub Haku’s head, gently, carefully and putting all the love she had. She sighed, shutting her eyes tight and wondered if that would happen to them too. But the book was weird for her, like it was just someone’s weird fantasy about it. It was mainly talked about how he chose something that coming from his kind rather than his old, loyal friend even though they were not his own kind and got what he deserved in the end. Noir couldn’t understand a little bit about the book’s meaning and having some kind of different view about it. She thought that this man inside the book was stupid enough to not cherish what he got, hoping that she wouldn’t do the same foolish thing too. She looked at the white liger and proceeded to plant a kiss on his forehead, cherishing her companion as he made her not feeling lonely anymore and swore she would protect him, making him not feeling lonely anymore too because they had same background. They had no one around them, so the only thing they had to do was only to protect each other.

She remembered that she just bought a strange bracelet from this merchant inside the ship, the merchant said that by using the bracelet she could understand her liger’s words. But was it a coincidence that the book she bought from the merchant was related to the magic that the bracelet had? Noir didn’t think so, maybe it was a warning. Oh well, she already bought it and there was no way she wouldn’t use it because it would be just a waste. She lifted her left hand where she put the bracelet around her wrist and concentrate, pouring her magoi on it. After she thought that she had store her magoi in, Noir waited but nothing happened for a while and she started to observe the bracelet, thinking that maybe it was just a fake thing but she intended to keep it because it look pretty and she bought it with her own money. “My my… so sleepy…” Noir could hear a voice and she quickly looked around but…. There was no one around her that would speak that close to her, well it did sound close so… wait… the girl stared at her just awakened liger and just stay quiet. “Hmm… I wonder if we can get to the land faster… i missed my sand box already. Pooping at the ship where below you is the sea is so hard.” Noir swore she could hear the voice and she stayed quiet, kept staring at the white furred creature. Haku noticed the intense stare and then stared back at the topaz orbs with his ruby orbs, “…why does she stare at me like that…? Master…? What is wrong?”

The black haired girl stared blankly to the liger, needed time to know if the bracelet really work but… it was real! Noir eyes sparkled as she looked at the bracelet for a few seconds before staring back at the liger. “So you missed your sand box, eh…? Haku?” She could see the liger was surprised and slowly stepped back, looking confused. “M-m-master can understand what I’m saying right now?!” Noir just nod and that made the liger had this horrified look, “I have mixed feeling about this right now, Master!” He would say as he stepped closer to the girl and rubbed his face to Noir’s cheek. “But I am happy that you can understand my words right now! I see maybe it’s because of the bracelet that you bought from the merchant earlier? The one that she said can allow you to speak in our language?” Noir nodded again and kept staring at the liger, never thought that her liger has this kind of grown up man voice even though he was just around 1 year. “Now that you can understand my words, I suppose that I need to thank you for everything that you had done for me. I will try my best to not letting you feel lonely anymore and would be by your side every time you needed me, master!”

Noir tilted her head a little bit while having this frown, making the liger a little bit confused on why the girl’s expression was like that when he thought that she supposed to be happy upon hearing that. “Why do you call me master?” Noir asked straightly, still furrowed her eyebrows. “Hm? Because you are the one who take me in! So you are my master, a very kind and strong master that suit a beast like me!” Haku said proudly.

“Stop calling me master or I will refuse to have you by my side…” Haku was slightly surprised because of that, never thought that the girl would say that to him. He knew that she was an ex-slave, but having a beast pet was not the same thing as having a slave, and she shouldn’t think about that too much in his opinion. “I consider you as my friend, my companion… a precious family member too because we don’t have our own family around us. So stop calling me master and start to call me by my name.” Haku was confused; he liked the idea of having the black haired girl as his master, knowing that she would take care of him and giving him a shelter that he would pay back to protect her and do everything he could in order to pay her back. “But master.. I—“ Noir lifted her hand, showing her palm to her liger and signaling him to shut himself up. “Don’t come near me if you can’t call me by my name. I hate it if you consider me as your master and not as your friend. I apologize Haku, but I don’t want our relationship to be this kind of master and pet relationship, as I believe that us being a companion for life would allow us to have closer bond.” And after that, she stood up and stared at the crimson eyes before she left the spot, climbing to the crow nest to rest there.

Haku was confused, so he was wrong all the time? He thought that by being her pet, she would be happy but turned out she didn’t feel happy at all. He could remember how disgusted she was when he called her as a ‘master’ and was sad because of it. He always knew that being a beast that was taken in by human would just make them having this master and pet relationship, he was just a beast, a creature that is lesser then human. But how could the girl…. Such fragile looking girl, didn’t take the advantage and look at him as a pet, but seeing him as her comrade. He couldn’t believe it, the black haired girl saw him as an important family member, just because both of them lost their family, now he felt stupid…knowing what Noir had been through but supporting the thing that she hated so much by calling her as a master. ‘…I don’t want to lose her… her every existence filled up my life… I am not sure on what to do if she is not… there for me anymore. Who should I protect? For whom I should pledge my life at?’ He thought deeply, staying still only to give it several thoughts when suddenly, a small bag of food fell down right in front of him, making him surprised. “…I don’t want you to starve…. So that’s your dinner…” The girl looked right at the liger before resting back, enjoying the stars in the sky.

The liger looked at the food and slowly opened the bag with his claw before chowing it, thinking that despite her threat from earlier, Noir was still thinking of him. He couldn’t afford to lose someone like her, as he probably wouldn’t able to meet someone like Noir Ecryola anymore if he lost her. This was against the beast nature… but he didn’t care, he was ready to broke it. “…Noir.” He called, hoping that the bracelet still allow her to understand his language. “I will call you Noir from now on, pledging my life for you and protect you like what a comrade should do. I will stay by your side, getting stronger for you and make you proud to have a companion like me.” He didn’t get the answer from the girl right away so he was just standing there, slightly afraid that the girl might not want to listen to him right now. But when the girl popped up, he was delighted, “You read too much book about companionship…” Noir said to the liger, “But I am freezing right now and I need something warm… so I will get down…” She climbed down from the crow nest, but when she wanted to approach her liger, something submerged from the water. Noir readied her wand and was ready to attack, but stopped herself when her liger used his doubled speed to become her shield. But without having the time to protest, the black haired girl could only see flying fished was coming to their way. “Grrr!!” Haku growled loudly, showing his sharp teeth and got ready to protect the magician from the flying fish wave. He increased his body temperature and suddenly, his skin was hardened, making the flying fish hit the hardened surface and fell on the wooden floor. Noir was surprised at how strong her liger hold the fishes wave, and realized that the fur of her liger was hardened. After the flying fish wave was finished, they could see a lot of fish fell on the ground after hitting Haku’s iron fur. “Good job…” Noir petted the white liger, “Looks like you developed a natural defensive ability… I assume because of the heat control that you possessed…”

“I was surprised too, but yes… it is natural for us, thermal liger to develop hardened fur. I can develop into this level because of what you have done for me, and I am sure that I can be stronger as long as you are the person that I should protect.” Haku growled proudly, rubbing his face on Noir’s leg. The female magician would smile at her liger and petted him lovingly, “I will be stronger too…”

After that, they would spend some time at the ship, training themselves used the bracelet to communicate, strengthening their bond. Both of them would spar together for a week, where Noir cast her spell towards the liger and Haku would hardened his fur to block it. But that was just a little portion of the training that they did, Noir made a planing for their training so it would be a whole month training. As the first week passed, Noir began another set of training for the second week, making target from the ice and float the, so the liger could shot it with his fireball. At the third week, both of them were doing physical training, starting from running around the ship, jog on the spot and also some stretching that was possible to be done by the liger and his human companion as well. They would also spent some time to meditate every night right after the physical training. When the final week came, both of them will divide the days to train everything they could, starting from physical training, defensive training and also offensive training. Satisfied with the training result, Noir petted her liger, "Good job little one..."

"Even though im not that little anymore... but I'll accept the praise, Noir." Haku growled happily and licked Noir's cheek before spending some time to sleep after a month of tiring training.

[EXIT]

WC: 1000+/1000 (Dom spec upgrade)
Magoi: 245/250

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