“256!

257!

258!”

On a bright sunny day, Tristan was working out on a moving cart. Yeah, that's right, a 'moving cart’.

He was half naked and had a simple white pant on. While being wet with sweat from head to toe he looked like a person who had taken a dip in a river. The pant stuck on his legs and showed off his muscles.

There was a old man sitting on the cart holding the reins. He had a piece of grass in his mouth and looked like a typical sunny, smiling old man.

He was carrying hay on his cart for the animals and had met Tristan along the way. Tristan asked him for a lift, for which the old man agreed.

Ahem~ to explain a little more in detail let's hand over the writing to Tristan.

Tristan-

Well? Where do I start? Hm………..

My life since I was transferred over?

Oh! That's easy! It's basically been shit. Everyday I get up I have to fucking get my mind ready for the shitty amount of training I've been doing.

Eat, Train, sleep and repeat or ….. (a knife at my neck) die!

Life's messed up sometimes and mine changed to being messed up everytime. Somehow I get dragged into some kind of shit. I was excited. Mind you, it was just 'I WAS’.

Then I am paired with a trolling system that I can't troll back at and sent into a brand new world. Sounds great right? Basically what every otaku wants. Not for me though.

Let me tell you why.

I get trolled all the time. I have to train. I don't get comfortable sleep. I can only afford tasteless food. And I have to listen to whatever the system or Light tells me to do.

The only good thing is I can fight. I love to fight. No matter what place or time, to me fighting is a way to relieve my stress. So I go around fucking monsters up every time I see one.

This 'fucking up monsters’ hobby of mine got so bad that one time I was in the forest, instead of trying to tear me down the monsters ran away.

Am I ok with this?

Again. I was, I am not now. I mean I love the fighting part but the other things are just dumb and fucked up.

What am I up to now?

Well I am currently doing pushups on a cart, waiting for it to move to my destination. I went up to lvl 29 in the past two months I have been here.

Where am I headed to?

I am going to a clan. It's called the Ancestral stone. I am going there because it's my monthly mission.

It's one of the top three clans in the southern part of barren continent. The system wants me to go there so I can lvl up and get stronger faster. (I asked it before I came here.)

I was training in all of the basics till I reached lvl 25 in a month and then I went up to lvl 29 in the past 27 days or so. It got pretty tough to lvl up after lvl 25. Which is the lvl of a chunin.

I hope I explained how my life has been and I hope I garnered some sympathy, cause I really need some right now.

Ok. That’s that. Tristan had been training since he got to lvl 11 and then the training stopped at lvl 25.

When reached lvl 25, he got the chunin badge. The chunin badge offers an extra of 10 agility points and another 5 agility points. Clearly you can tell it is very useful just by looking at it's numbers.

The next month he received his next his next monthly mission. The mission was to become a disciple at the Ancestral stone.

It was around 2000 km away from the location he was in. After travelling for 27 days nonstop he was finally going to arrive at the place.

The cart slowed down and stopped at the side of the roadway.

“We're here young lad.”

Tristan stopped his pushups and sat up. Working out recently had given him a lot of muscles. He wiped the sweat off from his face and got off the cart.

“Thanks old man.” the old man had really helped him by at least giving him a ride but unfortunately he couldn't do anything for him.

Tristan took out the training clothes he had in his storage. The one he was wearing now was a custom styled Goku training clothes. The one he had taken out was Goku’s normal training clothes. He had found them in the shop. They were pretty cheap and comfortable so he bought them.

“This is all I have old man. Take this, it's a legendary item even though it's fake.”

The old man was going to reject it kindly but seeing the youth in front of him with a serious expression he just accepted it.

“Wow! It's quite good.”

The old man said while receiving the cloth and feeling the softness.

“It is a legendary(fake) item. You cannot underestimate it.”

Saying this Tristan looked at the trees near the roadway leading to the tall wall like structure. It looked like a large plateau but it’s top was abnormally large and was covered with clouds. It looked really beautiful.

“Bye old man, time is of the essence. I have to leave”

Turning around and showing his back to the old man, Tristan waved while trying to look cool but it looks like our MC can't look cool no matter what he does.

“Wait!”

The old man shouted trying to stop Tristan.

“You forgot your shirt in the cart!”

Tristan froze in his tracks. He cried in self sympathy.

'why? My cool moment is gone to waste even in front of a old man.’

He quickly ran back up to the cart and snatched his white shirt before running into the forest.

The old man kept the clothes near him and got back on his way.

“Young people these days sure are weird.”

He looked at up the sky.

“Looks like it's about to rain.”

He whipped the reins on the horse in an attempt to make them move faster. It looked like he wanted to reach where he was going fast.

“Ugh! Why the fuck is it raining?”

Tristan was climbing on the tall plateau like wall or rather he was running on it. The plateau was called the Ancestral plate.

It was large climb to the top and it was also the first step towards becoming a member of the Ancestral stone.

If you wanted to be a disciple at the Ancestral stone there were two conditions - being lesser than the age of 20 and passing the trials they have kept.

The first hurdle required one to climb up the ridiculously large Ancestral plate. Fortunately for our MC, he had a cheat. He could walk on walls and trees and all of that. All he had to do was attach his chakra to the wall. The only disadvantage was that he required a large amount of chakra if he wanted to climb the large wall.

Looks like all that training finally had some use.

To counter that he had the mud wall. Just build a mud wall and take a rest at regular intervals to spend chakra a little less and spend some time to rest to regain chakra.

But like always his plan failed and the mud wall would erode away pretty quickly due to the rain. The mud wall could take a lot of water but Tristan didn't know why the rain was very heavy and it hit his face hard every time it fell.

‘That's just how this lame ass clan works I guess. First of all they have a lame naming sense, adding Ancestral to everything. Do they think it makes them look cool? Next, they are one of the top clans in the continent so of course their tests are tough, but seriously? Rain during climbing a fucking large ass wall? It was more like mercury.’

The clouds around him surprisingly didn't have any lightning or thunder. All it did was give out heavy drops of water.

“What's wrong with this place?”

After he ran up beyond the clouds, all he saw was the stupid wall till great heights. Left, right, up or down. Nothing but wall.

“Fuck……”

He tried to run up again but this time a great amount of force pushed him down. He quickly stuck his hand on the uneven wall and caught on to it tightly.

“Shit!”

Tak!

The rock supporting his leg broke and fell straight towards the clouds surrounding the wall.

Tristan's heartbeat got faster and his breathing became erratic.

He looked at the rock which had fallen down as he tried not to imagine how it fells to fall down. The gravitational force had gotten higher all of a sudden.

Tristan tried to move but his hands felt jittery. You can't blame him, he was close to falling to his death. He had not expected this or he would have made some preparations at least.

First a mercury rain and now a super high gravitational area. The gravity was so high that if he would try to walk on the wall, the chakra in his legs would get cut off and he would directly fall to his death.

He closed his eyes and tried to stabilize his heartbeat and took a deep breath in. He moved his hand higher and started climbing. This time he did normally.

His already smelly and sweaty body started sweating immensely.

“Fuck! …. A lot...tougher ...than I thought!”

He eventually got up the wall but his white clothes were now coloured with mud. The blood on his hands showed that climbing up here wasn't easy.

The force of gravity vanished as he slowly crawled up the ground at the top of the wall. It was like taking off a huge boulder which was tied to his back.

It was very tiring for him to reach up here. He had underestimated the trial too much.

He looked around the place and all that came to sight was fog.

'Even the decoration at this place is weird.’

After climbing on such a difficult terrain he had to see this. Seriously? Fog? Was fog the gift for him to clear the first trial?

He got up with his exhausted legs and walked around looking for some clues.

He found a door surrounded by fog. The door was decorated with gold,diamonds and precious stones but it wasn't shining too much as there wasn't a lot of light around this place.

Seeing the door Tristan decided to retract the statement he made before.

'Maybe their decoration style is a little overboard now.’

He walked up to the door and opened it. Of course he tried to take off the diamonds or precious stones from the door. Sadly life is not that easy. If it was he would already be a badass hokage level ninja by now.