《NightFall》Chapter 4 - I will go to a real academy.. NOT A BIASED ONE!
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I am seriously getting pissed right now.
To prevent my anger I just swing my sword a few times before my anger subsides.
I turn around and start returning to dad when I hear a collision sound, like *DHAK* *BAM* and a *BOOM*. I then look back only to find a destroyed examination center. Maybe something fell on top of it, I also see severed rope beside it. {How did the explosion happen btw} Did I do that? Well maybe. Now I judge this situation wise to start running. Everyone is looking at the center. Well former examination center.
No one gives a shit, YEAAA. I go back to dad and tell him,
“I will not study or train in a school where students are biased based on their affinities. I’d rather stay weak.”
“So clichéd” He replies nonchalantly. Cliché? WTF IS A CLICHÉ!
“I know right, so dad please don’t make me enroll in this shithole of an academy,”
“So spill it, how did the center get destroyed?” Said dad dodging the topic.
“Stop dodging the topic and answer me dad!” I reply dodging the topic which he was using to dodge mine. (LOL)
Dad thinks for a bit and answers, “What will I tell your mother?” Does this mean I am free? DAD AGREED! YEAAAAAAAAAAAH!
“You told mom that I was enrolling in a academy, but not which academy, did you? It doesn’t have to be in Tristein City now does it?” I wink at dad and he seems to get the meaning.
Then dad proposed a plan, “Then let’s go to Transwin City. It has a temple academy with TV, WIFI, Mobile and stuff . The professor there is a good man, I’ve known him for a long time. Knowing him he will keep you away from bias. Let’s take you there.”
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I ask dad, “What is this TV you speak of?”
“Just some fancy technology.” Dad shrugs it off. I take nothing of it and agree with dads plan.
I tell dad “let us enjoy the scenery here and depart tomorrow at evening.”
Dad asks, “Why not dawn?” Dawn are fucking kidding me!
I reply, “No, dad. A healthy man needs a healthy rest.” Dad seems to buy it.
So I take it easy and roam for the rest of the day and at night I decide to spar with my old man.
I start the spar by rushing towards him and do a side slash with a wooden sword but dad dodged it with ease and he gave me a push. I stumbled and with the hilt of the sword he hit me in my back and I fall down.
I stand up again and this time look at his each and every movements. He seems like he is using a set of movement which has finesse in every step and I can’t seem to comprehend it.
I ask father which technique he is using,
He replies, “Formless Light Technique. As you know I don’t have a big mana pool. So by utilizing my little mana pool and light affinity I created the Formless Light Technique.”
I have affinity with darkness. So I have to use the same principles to create formless shadow technique. This can be useful in the future. I ask dad,
“Can you teach me the formless light technique’s principles?”
“No, this is something you have to learn yourself.” HE IS SMIRKING! AND STOP ACTING LIKE THE MYSTERIOUS TEACHER!!
“I’ll tell mom about the special magazines you keep hidden in the library then. Hehe.” His face becomes pale,
“How did you find that!” He is terrified again.
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“It’s elementary, Mr. Watson.” I answer with a smirk.
“Who is Watson? And what is elementary!”
“No one. And you literally put the book inside the biology Wikipedia. It’s not hard to find.”
“Ok promise me that you will never tell your mom about the book and I will teach you about the principles.” He says worriedly.
“Alright I promise. Now teach me the principles” I tell dad.
“To learn the principles of this technique you have to strengthen your body first.”
That’s how my training while travelling with dad started. Transwin City was quite far away. It would take 2 months and a day to reach there by wagon.
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After a month my body was strong enough for the Formless Shadow Technique. Dad starts telling me the principles behind that technique,
“The Formless Technique is a martial arts pro technique, but I revamped it with my light mana. I use light mana behind my every movement and every step and every slashes. You need activate your affinity to get started with this technique. But from today I am gonna teach you The Formless Technique and after you reach the temple academy and activate your affinity, then I am gonna teach you the Formless Light Techniques, the same principle which you will use in Formless Shadow Techniques.”
Then my training starts. Again. Can’t a man rest while travelling at least? I am reminded of my sleeping, goofing around old days. Well the right phrase for this is, “Becareful what you wish for.”
So the Formless Technique basically is offensive and defensive at the same time. That’s why this technique is the hardest and the most advanced technique. *Sigh* I think won’t get a wink of rest in this month either.
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A month later, I finally master the Formless Techniques. This time I will sleep in the wagon the whole day. Because we’re arriving there tomorrow.
The Transwin City is the city which is most advanced in fancy technologies in father’s words. The Temple Academy may not be the best, but they teach the best techniques for defense and offense. I already learned one of the techniques. But apparently there are hundred more. I WANNA GO HOME! Dad was also very strict with his training I got bruises all over the body. If I get strong enough I am gonna get revenge for this tyranny. Viva La Revolution!!
Well whatever.
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I arrive in front the academy. The first thought in my mind was ‘THIS IS THE ACADEMY, ISN’T THIS JUST A COACHING CENTER!?’ It was very small and rundown. But I keep repeating in my mind ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover.’
With the raging curiosity I go inside the academy.
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Author here.
The last chapter 4 was a fake, fluke chapter. That was my friends way of practical joke. My RRL account was logged in PC and he took advantage of that, when I went to bath for half an hour.
Sorry people. Here is the real chapter 4. And please give a review on how I can improve my writing style and story.
Author out. :grin: :grin:
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