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The Dark Side III [Str Spec Training B-A]

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Mikazuki Tenma

Mikazuki Tenma
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There was a gasping sound coming from a room in the house, it sounded like someone was choked or maybe was having a terrible nightmare that tortured his mind. For the swordsman, both didn’t happen to him, it was just the usual thing that he experienced every time his right eyes chose to torture him with excruciating pain. He tried hard to hold the pain, using an ice pack to make his eyes a little numb so he wouldn’t feel so much pain but it didn’t work. Tenma was in pain and he hated this, he hated every second of the torture that his eye caused. It had been a long time ever since he experienced it, but his body still didn’t get used to the pain and it felt more painful every time it happened ,like he could just took his eyeball from the eyehole to solve everything.

Well, he did try it once, it was when he was still reckless and didn’t really care about all the things. He always knew that his right eye was cursed, knowing that something was residing inside his body and he used a fruit knife to stab on his eye. At that time, the pain was the same, it still hurt a lot. But the blood loss made him fainted, even though at that time he only wished to just lose his bloody eye. When he awakened from his slumber after being unconscious for a week, he was delighted when he saw the bandage around his right eye. He thought that finally he can be freed from the strange occurrence where his golden colored iris, specifically on his right eye, could change color into red which was as red as blood. He slowly opened the bandage with a wide smile, but it soon turned into a frown, he was not happy and surprised at the same time. It was like nothing had happened to his eye, it was there, intact and functioned like normal. But something was a little bit different... Its color was red but he didn’t even feel something changing inside his mind. Usually he would be more aggressive but it was him, normal him, with eyes that had different colors. He found out that a life magician helped him, taking care of him and healed his eye without knowing that Tenma made the decision to lose his eyes with his own will. The crimson color wouldn’t fade after several days even until this moment, his right eye was no longer the same as it color had change to something that he damned the most.

He tried to gouge his eye out again if the pain was too much for him some times, but every time he tried it; it felt like something in his mind stopped him to doing so. It was strange, but he knew it was something that he couldn’t fight for now and just need to bear the excruciating pain. He needed to be stronger to overcome this, perhaps if he was stronger then something inside him wouldn’t be able to control him anymore. The pain lasted for two days, successfully making the swordsman passed out due to exhaustion for another day before finally get his consciousness back and went to the mirror to check his eye. It was still red, not changing at all but the pain was no longer there. He wondered why the pain suddenly appear and disappear, he couldn’t even find the pattern and it just made the pain could come anytime it liked. ‘…I really need to train my body…’ He murmured before heading to the shower room, cleaning any filth from his body before putting some clothes and bringing his Katana with him to the outside of the house.

He should eat breakfast at that time because he didn’t eat anything for around three days, but he didn’t feel hungry at all. He needed to wait for another hour if he ended up eating now, so he just ignore the fact that he had not eat yet and proceeded to train his body first.

WC: 684/1500


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The Dark Side III [Str Spec Training B-A] XNsy1xt

Mikazuki Tenma

Mikazuki Tenma
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier
First things that he needed to do were of course the basic. He wouldn’t let himself to touch his Katana and focused to develop his physical condition instead for few days. As soon as he arrived at the desert, he would try to find the canyon area, where he could find some caves that was a good place to avoid the blinding sun's ray. After he put his belongings on the cave, such as some foods, water and coat, Tenma would take off his clothing and only left the pants. He was sure that this harsh terrain would help him to improve his physical power. He believed that human being was a simple creature judging from how easy for them to adapt. The harsh terrain would force the one eyed man to survive there and at the same time, he could add some training session that would be as harsh as the terrain's environment to see how far he could stand it. A smile tugged on his lips as he head out on the hot desert, couldn’t wait to start the training.

Some stretching would be a good starter for his training, so he began with the simple one and stretched his hands up before bringing it down in a straight way so his fingers could touch his toes as he bent his body. He would do that several times until he was ready to change into another stretching movement. Another movement would be a simple push up, where he would use only a hand to support his weight while he was bringing his body up and down. Time had passed but the swordsman didn’t notice it, only when the cold breeze on night wind caressed his body he stopped his physical training. Tenma looked around only to see the area was darkened and it was almost night time, so he wiped the sweat from his forehead after standing up. His stomach began to alarming him too that it needed to be fed, so he guessed that he should pause a little bit and enjoyed his dinner.

WC: 1031/1500


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The Dark Side III [Str Spec Training B-A] XNsy1xt

Mikazuki Tenma

Mikazuki Tenma
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier
Several days had passed since Tenma start to train in the harsh desert, if he was right, around five days had passed. He was already adapted with the harsh climate of the desert, using it as his advantages to increase his stamina by doing nothing else but all physical training such as push up, sit up and many other stretching moves. He could feel that he was ready to train his swordsmanship again as today, in his 6th day in the desert; he would start to train from the basic. The training set that he made by himself was not easy to be done, as he aim to just swing his Katana from day until night without doing anything else. He would expect his arms to give at the end of the day but such harsh training was needed, he wouldn’t know if the day where he must use his arms whole day without stopping would come soon or not, all he wanted was just preparing himself.

Thus began his training by using his Katana, each day the portion will be harsher than before as he add stretching movement training after he did the swordsmanship training every day. There was this one time that the sandstorm would appear and he was supposed to not able to do anything, but being a stubborn man, Tenma just covered his face so he was able to breathe and avoiding massive amount of sands to invade his eyes while continue to do basic movement of swordsmanship such as practicing how he unsheathed his Katana. He liked it, he was enjoying the whole training season here in the scorching desert. He could feel that his stamina had increased a lot even though his body was in a mess; he was not hydrated enough because he only took several liter of water to keep some for the next days, knowing that he needed to have enough so he could survive. But it was all needed in order to get stronger, he knew it that much. The thrill of the thought the he could have accidentally died in the middle of the desert made Tenma shivers, as it allowed him to do everything he could to survive as he got a goal. He wouldn’t die, he couldn’t, not until he found her. She was the only thing in this world that made him wanting to keep being alive, only her and no one else. Day by day passed by him having those kind of surviving thoughts in his own mind, making him to be determined each day.

Without him noticing, he had been in the middle of the desert for two weeks and perhaps it was the time for him to go back to the town. He did feel a significant change on his stamina and he could feel that his muscle become harder than before, probably because of the harsh training he gone through. Tenma packed his belongings and headed back towards the city, making the tavern as his first destination as soon as he arrived at the city, wanting to feel the liquor wetting his throat.

WC: 1552/1500


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