The main character ran off,

Far from his home!

Now in another world all alone.

He met a girl,

And stayed by her side!

A bandit attack ruined his life!

He was having such a happy time too!

Doing what all good main characters do!

Act extremely blunt and extremely rude,

Yet now he has to train true!

He starts with a rock trying to stop,

Gravity itself from pulling it atop,

But he is too weak and he cannot hold it up

He must train to be able to strut his stuff!

Sitting still and for the thrill his feet go in a cross!

His genius has no bounds and thus he faces no loss!

He can cultivate to the heavens and then beat the heavens down!

He is a natural cultivator if any were to come around!

He trains under the trees!

He trains all alone!

For months of silence he does nothing but hunt and roam!

Oh how much suffering he goes through,

Until he goes out on his own,

Far away from this forest he calls his home!