Chapter 181: The First Generation
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[Name: Herry
Race: Human
Level(exp): 30 (19/100)
Path: Aura-Refinement Warrior(Aura Mastery)
Titles: Thief, Amateur
AP: 0
[Attributes]:
[Skills]: ]
[ Attributes' Nixy Window
Strength: 15
Speed: 12
Constitution: 17
Intelligence: 19
Ki: 30 ]
]
[Name: Jervis
Race: Human
Level(exp): 35 (28/100)
Path: Aura-Refinement Warrior(Aura Mastery)
Titles: Amateur
AP: 0
[Attributes]:
[Skills]: ]
[ Attributes' Nixy Window
Strength: 16
Speed: 19
Constitution: 15
Intelligence: 18
Ki: 28 ]
]
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Based on the stats of Herry and Jervis, it could be hypothesized that a battle between both of them would end in Jarvis' victory.
However, being the only one that truly absorbed Reve's instruction, Herry won the spar. His face was so bright as he went out of his way to do corny victory poses.
Reve facepalmed after noticing that the other youngsters wanted to spar, "No, actually, this has been really hurtful to watch. Even as a young kid, I knew the basics of fighting whereas, you all lack it completely."
He was about to call upon the older thieves to demonstrate what a real battle was, but then he realized that they were also a lost cause.
Didn't he plummet them despite their superior numbers?
'Damn! I had entertained myself with the spar but it seems like I might have touched upon one of the few blemishes in my plan,' thought Reve.
Reve was not omnipresent. There would come a time when the organization would be managing itself without him. He wasn't scared of that as he had Dorian, a man of great intellect.
However, what about the defense aspect of the organization? If other organizations find out that Kimon is the only line of defense, wouldn't they set their hungry eyes on this blossoming organization?
Worst case scenario, imagine they led an attack when Kimon was away or badly injured.....like right now when he knew very well that he was not in a good shape.
He suddenly realized that he had been too ignorant to think that only he can defend the organization. He needed at least groups to support him, but finding them would surely take time. For now, he had to focus on what he can do right now.
Sighing, Reve stood up from his chair and walked towards one of the cave's paths, "All of you, follow me now."
He offered no explanation for his sudden behavior but the group of thieves, both young and old, knew not to question. They could only curse him in their heads while pursuing Reve.
Minutes later, Reve led them to the Willow Forest.
This aspect of the world was wild and unbridled. The plantlife had no restriction on their growths. The wind whistled with rivals. The small mundane animals scuttled around with no plans for the next day.
The Willow Forest was a symbol of freedom. The more Reve came here, the more appealing the place seemed to him.
Reve jumped on one of the tree branches and addressed the audience below, "It has come to my notice that my organization is filled with useless people. Now, I can't magically upgrade this group of useless people, but I can at least catalyze an evolution by working on their fundamentals."
His voice echoed throughout the forest, "Here, you will begin your first training on the Amethyst Style! All of you, whether you consider yourself experienced or not, would participate in the same training."
His intentions were loud and clear as all the thieves shouted in unison, "Yes, Kimon."
The Amethyst Style was unknown to them, but they knew that this was a rare opportunity to learn a fighting style that was actually exceptional. Of course, they didn't know the style was still in its making and not fully developed.
"Good. Now, all of you sit down. Before we start the physical training, I want you to comprehend the intent of the Amethyst Style. Someone that is literate among you should write down what I'm about to say."
As the group of thieves decided who was to record the "white sermons", Reve was faced with an internal dilemma.
He had never taught his self-developed style to anyone other than himself so he knew not how to structure it. Nikan was an exception as the demihuman was one of the co-founders of the style.
Reve continued after he saw Dorian with a scroll and pen, "First, empty your minds and listen to the earth. Quell your turbulent thoughts. Merge with the wind that blows on your face. The ground speaketh to you."
Reve decided to take the same approach Circe took for him. He would prep this class with a meditation practice.
'Hmmm…..of course, would it ever be that easy?'
While some of them obeyed him, the rest found it hard to even close their eyes.
What more could be said?
They were street vermins, thieves. It wasn't that easy for them to abandon their inner self and listen to some guru preaching.
Reve had predicted this. So, for once in his life, he tweaked his voice to flow with the gracefulness of nature, "The earth summons you. Your past is washed away. Your future is built by thy hands. From your birth, you have been disassociated with the vast world. It coils around you every day and night, yet you never notice."
"What does thou seek? It's peace. All beings seek true peace. Resignation from the conflict brought by human factors. Thou can only find it in places of true origin. Where the land is left meek and untrodden."
Reve was spouting a bunch of rubbish from the books he had read in the past. It was said to induce a meditative state and, judging from the quiet atmosphere around him, Reve was confident it was working.
He couldn't stop her. To most of them, this was their first meditation. He needed to make sure they understood the importance of meditating. He needed to hook them well!
"Nature is peace. Peace is nature. How can there be such a creation filled with such purity, neither divine nor demonic, just peaceful? Your heart thirsts for it, just like a husband would crave for his wife. Do not deny this craving. Open your heart to nature....to your true peace!"
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[Name: Herry
Race: Human
Level(exp): 30 (19/100)
Path: Aura-Refinement Warrior(Aura Mastery)
Titles: Thief, Amateur
AP: 0
[Attributes]:
[Skills]: ]
[ Attributes' Nixy Window
Strength: 15
Speed: 12
Constitution: 17
Intelligence: 19
Ki: 30 ]
]
[Name: Jervis
Race: Human
Level(exp): 35 (28/100)
Path: Aura-Refinement Warrior(Aura Mastery)
Titles: Amateur
AP: 0
[Attributes]:
[Skills]: ]
[ Attributes' Nixy Window
Strength: 16
Speed: 19
Constitution: 15
Intelligence: 18
Ki: 28 ]
]
.
.
.
.
.
.
Based on the stats of Herry and Jervis, it could be hypothesized that a battle between both of them would end in Jarvis' victory.
However, being the only one that truly absorbed Reve's instruction, Herry won the spar. His face was so bright as he went out of his way to do corny victory poses.
Reve facepalmed after noticing that the other youngsters wanted to spar, "No, actually, this has been really hurtful to watch. Even as a young kid, I knew the basics of fighting whereas, you all lack it completely."
He was about to call upon the older thieves to demonstrate what a real battle was, but then he realized that they were also a lost cause.
Didn't he plummet them despite their superior numbers?
'Damn! I had entertained myself with the spar but it seems like I might have touched upon one of the few blemishes in my plan,' thought Reve.
Reve was not omnipresent. There would come a time when the organization would be managing itself without him. He wasn't scared of that as he had Dorian, a man of great intellect.
However, what about the defense aspect of the organization? If other organizations find out that Kimon is the only line of defense, wouldn't they set their hungry eyes on this blossoming organization?
Worst case scenario, imagine they led an attack when Kimon was away or badly injured.....like right now when he knew very well that he was not in a good shape.
He suddenly realized that he had been too ignorant to think that only he can defend the organization. He needed at least groups to support him, but finding them would surely take time. For now, he had to focus on what he can do right now.
Sighing, Reve stood up from his chair and walked towards one of the cave's paths, "All of you, follow me now."
He offered no explanation for his sudden behavior but the group of thieves, both young and old, knew not to question. They could only curse him in their heads while pursuing Reve.
Minutes later, Reve led them to the Willow Forest.
This aspect of the world was wild and unbridled. The plantlife had no restriction on their growths. The wind whistled with rivals. The small mundane animals scuttled around with no plans for the next day.
The Willow Forest was a symbol of freedom. The more Reve came here, the more appealing the place seemed to him.
Reve jumped on one of the tree branches and addressed the audience below, "It has come to my notice that my organization is filled with useless people. Now, I can't magically upgrade this group of useless people, but I can at least catalyze an evolution by working on their fundamentals."
His voice echoed throughout the forest, "Here, you will begin your first training on the Amethyst Style! All of you, whether you consider yourself experienced or not, would participate in the same training."
His intentions were loud and clear as all the thieves shouted in unison, "Yes, Kimon."
The Amethyst Style was unknown to them, but they knew that this was a rare opportunity to learn a fighting style that was actually exceptional. Of course, they didn't know the style was still in its making and not fully developed.
"Good. Now, all of you sit down. Before we start the physical training, I want you to comprehend the intent of the Amethyst Style. Someone that is literate among you should write down what I'm about to say."
As the group of thieves decided who was to record the "white sermons", Reve was faced with an internal dilemma.
He had never taught his self-developed style to anyone other than himself so he knew not how to structure it. Nikan was an exception as the demihuman was one of the co-founders of the style.
Reve continued after he saw Dorian with a scroll and pen, "First, empty your minds and listen to the earth. Quell your turbulent thoughts. Merge with the wind that blows on your face. The ground speaketh to you."
Reve decided to take the same approach Circe took for him. He would prep this class with a meditation practice.
'Hmmm…..of course, would it ever be that easy?'
While some of them obeyed him, the rest found it hard to even close their eyes.
What more could be said?
They were street vermins, thieves. It wasn't that easy for them to abandon their inner self and listen to some guru preaching.
Reve had predicted this. So, for once in his life, he tweaked his voice to flow with the gracefulness of nature, "The earth summons you. Your past is washed away. Your future is built by thy hands. From your birth, you have been disassociated with the vast world. It coils around you every day and night, yet you never notice."
"What does thou seek? It's peace. All beings seek true peace. Resignation from the conflict brought by human factors. Thou can only find it in places of true origin. Where the land is left meek and untrodden."
Reve was spouting a bunch of rubbish from the books he had read in the past. It was said to induce a meditative state and, judging from the quiet atmosphere around him, Reve was confident it was working.
He couldn't stop her. To most of them, this was their first meditation. He needed to make sure they understood the importance of meditating. He needed to hook them well!
"Nature is peace. Peace is nature. How can there be such a creation filled with such purity, neither divine nor demonic, just peaceful? Your heart thirsts for it, just like a husband would crave for his wife. Do not deny this craving. Open your heart to nature....to your true peace!"
Name: HerryRace: HumanLevelexp: 30 19/100Path: Aura-Refinement WarriorAura Mastery Titles: Thief, AmateurAP: 0Attributes:Skills: Attributes' Nixy WindowStrength: 15Speed: 12Constitution: 17Intelligence: 19Ki: 30 Name: JervisRace: HumanLevelexp: 35 28/100Path: Aura-Refinement WarriorAura Mastery Titles: AmateurAP: 0Attributes:Skills: Attributes' Nixy WindowStrength: 16Speed: 19Constitution: 15Intelligence: 18Ki: 28 ......Based on the stats of Herry and Jervis, it could be hypothesized that a battle between both of them would end in Jarvis' victory. However, being the only one that truly absorbed Reve's instruction, Herry won the spar. His face was so bright as he went out of his way to do corny victory poses. Reve facepalmed after noticing that the other youngsters wanted to spar, "No, actually, this has been really hurtful to watch. Even as a young kid, I knew the basics of fighting whereas, you all lack it completely."He was about to call upon the older thieves to demonstrate what a real battle was, but then he realized that they were also a lost cause. Didn't he plummet them despite their superior numbers?'Damn! I had entertained myself with the spar but it seems like I might have touched upon one of the few blemishes in my plan,' thought Reve. Reve was not omnipresent. There would come a time when the organization would be managing itself without him. He wasn't scared of that as he had Dorian, a man of great intellect. However, what about the defense aspect of the organization? If other organizations find out that Kimon is the only line of defense, wouldn't they set their hungry eyes on this blossoming organization?Worst case scenario, imagine they led an attack when Kimon was away or badly injured.....like right now when he knew very well that he was not in a good shape.He suddenly realized that he had been too ignorant to think that only he can defend the organization. He needed at least groups to support him, but finding them would surely take time. For now, he had to focus on what he can do right now. Sighing, Reve stood up from his chair and walked towards one of the cave's paths, "All of you, follow me now."He offered no explanation for his sudden behavior but the group of thieves, both young and old, knew not to question. They could only curse him in their heads while pursuing Reve. Minutes later, Reve led them to the Willow Forest.This aspect of the world was wild and unbridled. The plantlife had no restriction on their growths. The wind whistled with rivals. The small mundane animals scuttled around with no plans for the next day.The Willow Forest was a symbol of freedom. The more Reve came here, the more appealing the place seemed to him. Reve jumped on one of the tree branches and addressed the audience below, "It has come to my notice that my organization is filled with useless people. Now, I can't magically upgrade this group of useless people, but I can at least catalyze an evolution by working on their fundamentals."His voice echoed throughout the forest, "Here, you will begin your first training on the Amethyst Style! All of you, whether you consider yourself experienced or not, would participate in the same training."His intentions were loud and clear as all the thieves shouted in unison, "Yes, Kimon."The Amethyst Style was unknown to them, but they knew that this was a rare opportunity to learn a fighting style that was actually exceptional. Of course, they didn't know the style was still in its making and not fully developed. "Good. Now, all of you sit down. Before we start the physical training, I want you to comprehend the intent of the Amethyst Style. Someone that is literate among you should write down what I'm about to say."As the group of thieves decided who was to record the "white sermons", Reve was faced with an internal dilemma. He had never taught his self-developed style to anyone other than himself so he knew not how to structure it. Nikan was an exception as the demihuman was one of the co-founders of the style. Reve continued after he saw Dorian with a scroll and pen, "First, empty your minds and listen to the earth. Quell your turbulent thoughts. Merge with the wind that blows on your face. The ground speaketh to you."Reve decided to take the same approach Circe took for him. He would prep this class with a meditation practice.'Hmmm..of course, would it ever be that easy?'While some of them obeyed him, the rest found it hard to even close their eyes. What more could be said?They were street vermins, thieves. It wasn't that easy for them to abandon their inner self and listen to some guru preaching.Reve had predicted this. So, for once in his life, he tweaked his voice to flow with the gracefulness of nature, "The earth summons you. Your past is washed away. Your future is built by thy hands. From your birth, you have been disassociated with the vast world. It coils around you every day and night, yet you never notice.""What does thou seek? It's peace. All beings seek true peace. Resignation from the conflict brought by human factors. Thou can only find it in places of true origin. Where the land is left meek and untrodden."Reve was spouting a bunch of rubbish from the books he had read in the past. It was said to induce a meditative state and, judging from the quiet atmosphere around him, Reve was confident it was working. He couldn't stop her. To most of them, this was their first meditation. He needed to make sure they understood the importance of meditating. He needed to hook them well!"Nature is peace. Peace is nature. How can there be such a creation filled with such purity, neither divine nor demonic, just peaceful? Your heart thirsts for it, just like a husband would crave for his wife. Do not deny this craving. Open your heart to nature....to your true peace!"
