《I Will Be Recognized》57. I Have Brittle Bones?
Advertisement
{Assimilated Technique: Eight Rebirths(Godly)}
He left before I could even ask him about anything. He said he was going to be back at night... Was I going to miss dinner? Now that I think of it, he said something about the time in this place being slower than reality. Did that mean I had a lot more time to train? I thought about the technique he just imparted to me. I didn't know how he was able to just give me all the information by touching the back of my head but it just proved to show that I made the right decision in choosing him as my master.
'Eight Rebirths.'
When I thought that, I was somehow able to visualize myself training it. The first thing that piqued my interest was the pose. I was sitting in a meditative position on the ground. My left hand was underneath my chest with the palm facing upward while my right was above my chest with the palm facing downward. In between the two palms: the area right next to my heart, was a ball of brown mist. That was an Earth Manifestation.
I could sense the path that the mana took. It was similar to the Mana Circuit which I had yet to establish in my body. Instead of circulating throughout the body, the mana moved in a horizontal circle from the heart, through the right arm. Once it reached the palm, the mana would be converted into magic in the form of an elemental Manifestation. After a bit, the Manifestation would convert back to mana after a set duration and would go through my left arm and back to the heart, where the process starts again. Each time the mana went back through my left arm, the element would change making sure that all my Manifestations were equally strong. It looked like this Eight Rebirths technique could only be used by people with all the elemental affinities.
I watched for a while more until I memorized the pattern. It went something like Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, Lightning, Ice, Light, and Darkness.
Advertisement
I exited my mind and sat down in a similar position and started trying it out for myself. Sure enough, it worked.
{Level Up: Mana Channeling(Common-Lvl.7)}
I continued doing this for a long time, how many hours had it been already? My mind started to wonder once I got used to the feeling.
{Level Up: Magic Circulation(Common-Lvl.Max)}
{Level Up: Mana Channeling(Common-Lvl.Max)}
Now that I thought of it, I couldn't sense any magic particles in this place, yet I was still able to feel the absorption of them. Where was I getting the particles from?
After a while longer, I wondered what would happen if I changed the elemental pattern. I was currently manifesting Lightning and my next element should be Ice. Instead of imagining a ball of ice, I thought of a ball of water. Before I could even channel the mana back through my left arm, I felt a sharp pain in my right hand. I could sense all the mana in my heart rushing over there.
'Ice, ice, ice.'
I immediately imagined a ball of ice. The mana flow started to slow down and a ball of ice started forming between my palms. The pain in my right hand was still there, but it was slowly decreasing as the mana was emptied into the ball of ice.
"You fool! What are you doing!?!" Master shouted, appearing out of thin air.
"Never change the pattern, if you do, a blockage of mana will be formed. You were lucky that you fixed your wrong at the last moment. If this happened in your physical body, your right hand would have been disabled."
"I came to bring you back to reality and the first thing I see is you about to commit suicide. Even if your body isn't physically destroyed, your soul here can be dissipated. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master." I said, looking down at the white space beneath me.
"Good, it is close to dinner time so I came to fetch you. Ah, that's right. Show me your back." He said, as if just remembering something important.
Advertisement
I turned around and he placed his hand behind my head again. Was he imparting another technique to me?
{Assimilating...}
"Okay, now close your eyes."
I closed my eyes and in the next moment, I felt a cold thing pressing on my back. Opening my eyes, I noticed that my whole body was sprawled on the floor.
{Assimilated Technique: Golden Refinement(Mythical)}
I tried getting up but my whole body started aching in immense pain. It hurt to the point where I wasn't even able to open my mouth to scream. It was like a mixed feeling of soreness and numbness, as well as pain. Just what happened?
I saw Master by the side. "Your bones are too brittle so I smashed them all for you."
'...' I tried processing what he just said. Did he say smashed?
'What the f*ck, if my bones are brittle, aren't you supposed to train me or condition me?' I lacked the ability to speak so I could only voice out my anger in my thoughts. I was even wondering if this Master of mine was a master of scamming instead of a skilled professional.
"Calm your mind, I have imparted to you the Golden Refinement technique. You should be more than fine after practicing it a bit. I have left sandwiches for you here. Once you are done, you can go back to your dorm room and sleep. I have already set up the plate so that it would recognize your mana. Try not to stay up too late, sleep is important for the body to heal." Saying that, he disappeared again. Did he just use a spacial spell to teleport out? What kind of a master leaves their disciple half dead on the floor?
I tried getting up again by enduring the pain but the crack that resounded from my shoulder made me fall back down in pain.
'Golden Refinement or whatnot, is it even possible to fix me in this state? Something like this requires a type of advanced healing spell.'
Either way, I cast all my hope on the technique Master just imparted to me.
Golden Refinement... so it's like this huh?
I started channeling mana throughout my body as well as imagining the healing of damaged muscle fibers and bones. I felt a golden shine radiating from my body when I did that. After a whole hour of doing that, the pain was finally alleviated to the point in which I could move. That didn't change the fact that it still hurt a crap ton to walk. If the quality of my mana was higher, the healing process would have been much faster. In the end, Golden Refinement was basically a technique for recovering. It was as its name suggested, for refining the body. I didn't really know why a golden shine was emitted when I used it but I couldn't care about cosmetics when it could potentially be a life saving technique.
I grabbed the bag on the ground with the sandwiches and went out of the room. Now that I thought about it, how was the room supplied with fresh oxygen? I pondered on a bunch of other things that I would probably never know the answer to.
Once I closed the stairway, I opened the doors of the stall and in front of me was an old man with a mop. Must be the janitor, I thought, as I walked toward the exit.
"F*cking kids these days, not even washing their hands after using the restroom. One of these days I tell ya, you'll get a virus." I heard him rambling as I exited the public bathroom.
Advertisement
- In Serial40 Chapters
Blood Seekers -- The Monolith
Blood Seekers - Book 1, is now on Amazon, including the final chapters not posted here! https://www.royalroad.com/amazon/B07MYJ5ZRC “You will die!” That's what the developers of Blood Seekers promised them... The most challenging MMO ever created—that’s how they advertised it. Taglines like, “Not your granddaddy’s game,” and, “Only for the hardest of the hardcore,” had gamers going crazy. Set in a gothic, Lovecraftian world, with fully realized A.I. NPCS, gamers were desperate to get their hands on the new game and dive in, and Clay was one of them. It was going to be tough, but he was ready for it. What he wasn’t ready for, was countless players having their minds hijacked and being transformed into mindless, hostile creatures filled with nothing but hate who killed anyone on sight. They called them the Bloodless. Clay’s best and only friend, Rey, moved across the country she was twelve, but they kept in touch online, playing countless games together, and when Blood Seekers was released, they were both ready to step up to the plate and face the new challenge together. But now, Rey has been taken by the plague, her mind held hostage as one of the Bloodless. A mysterious black monolith has appeared at the center of the highest level zone in the game, a place no one has even come close to. Some say it will provide us with answers. Others say it will only lead to more questions. Who’s behind all this? Why are people’s minds being taken? Will we ever get to bring them back? How many more will be lost if we stay logged in? Nothing is certain, but if there’s any chance that reaching the monolith will bring Rey back back, then Clay will do everything he can to reach it. This is Book 1 in a new series from Stephen Roark! I will be posting chapters here until the book is done and published on Amazon!
8 85 - In Serial29 Chapters
I'm not evil, trust
Lonnie Winters was one of the lucky ones to become evolvers. Becoming a type of warrior that has a spirit beast, he lives his life on the edge of a scale. Trying to balance between living a normal life and making a statement that puts him as the face of evolvers. (This is an apocalypse story and those used to reading my unfinished stories. Then this is similarly a slow roasted story. This is also just second draft. Sorry for the mistakes, I started this when I was in the hospital for my knee and hip surgery.)
8 203 - In Serial145 Chapters
Emerald
"Too bad your color is red, you'd look great in green."A Draco Malfoy fanfiction. Based off the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling.18 + mature audience.
8 181 - In Serial6 Chapters
The Tablets of Gitata
Set in the world of Ioga, a grain hanging from a ripe, cosmic ear of wheat afloat in the vast emptiness of the heavens, this is the defining story of an era. The main characters are all people of the Riverlands; a fertile valley filled by three parallel rivers. Full of blood, battles, feuds and mythic beasts, the tablets of Gitata make up the largest body of literary work by the people of the Riverlands, the Gigi'abid in their own tongue, meaning 'beautiful people'. The tablets tell the story of the boy-king, Gitata and his struggles for power. They also cover the tales of Ninri'a, warrior woman beyond reproach, as well as the priest Pinpirig and his unlucky journey to reclaim the stolen statue of his beloved goddess. Along the way, a slew of gods are introduced and the the machinations of the distant elemental god of mercury threaten to end the reign of the Riverlanders.
8 186 - In Serial18 Chapters
Stolen
A child stolen from his parents, subjected to torture and misery for 6 years before his mind finally shattered into pieces, his once sole control over his body stolen, now shared with unknown beings that are as puzzled as he is over their existence.Finally escaping the home he knew, how will he survive with these voices in his mind that takes over his body from time to time? Strictly for mentally mature readers, story depicts gory and psychological related mental issues in detail and is relatively depressive with a maniac of a Main Character.
8 177 - In Serial85 Chapters
c r a c k (BNHA chat fic) |Under New Ownership|
(cover : https://pin.it/2DMg4i2 ) c r a c c h e a d sLots and lots of cursingI wonder if the people who work at Wattpad know what kind of BULLSHIT is on their siteLol thanks for 1k reads ig
8 256

