Chapter 182: The First Generation(2)
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Reve was not hoping for some kind of magical evolution in the body of the thieves.
If meditation could do that, he would have transformed into a god by now. Heck, he would probably be a being of absolute force.
No, what he was searching for was the first step of learning basically anything. The earnest and adaptive mindset. To him, this was much more important than anything....it laid the perfect foundation to master the Amethyst Style since the style was too complicated for mortal minds.
All the concepts of the style were abstract and could be twisted based on one's understanding.
Reve made sure he got the perfect mesmerizing tone as he repeated his meditation sutra to the group of thieves.
Soon, he didn't need to speak anymore. His words eternally echoed in the minds of the thieves and they became deeply immersed in their meditative state.
'Now, this is progress, albeit artificial progress,' ruminated Reve.
This was all he could do at the moment. He could only forcefully induce this state on them, but he reckoned that, sooner or later, they would be capable of doing this themselves.
"Now, I just have to watch them while thinking of the next step."
The group of thieves opened their eyes after a while….or what seemed like a while to them. In actuality, five hours had passed since they last opened their eyes.
The soft breath that came out of their mouth was as fresh as morning dew and their eyes shone with such purity that it resembled the clear moon.
Occasionally, they would be flickers of negative streaks showing in their eyes, but this was to be expected. Reve couldn't totally "purify" the innate nature of these thieves.
"Welcome back," greeted Reve.
He perfectly understood the magical feeling of one's first meditation.
The thieves were still stuck in limbo and could not produce any word. The euphoria evident in them made them feel like they were a foreign soul stuck in another's body.
Reve took advantage of this phase to lay down his next teachings.
"Every morning. I want to meditate like this. Hmmmm...let's move on. Tell me, how do you feel?"
One of them replied calmly, "I feel like I have been born again."
"I can feel a vigorous power flowing through me."
"Is this truly…..me?"
All sorts of responses were thrown at Reve. It was as if they all had different experiences that bore similar characteristics.
Reve nodded, "Yes, truly, that is the feeling. Your mind controls your body and, when sharpened, it could prove to be your most powerful asset. As you are now, you can sense things that have laid dormant in your body for years."
"You can distinguish the scent of transparent air. Your eyes see past the mundane human color spectrum and everything around you is beautified. Your feet, connected to the earth, can sense the slow heartbeat of Mother Nature. And your body cells are once again welcoming your true self."
"However, this might as well just be an illusion. This resplendent sensation ends in three...two…..one!"
Following a loud clap from Reve, the thieves were jolted "awake". Now, the normal expressions that should have been visible before appeared on their faces.
They looked at Reve in surprise, "What was that?"
To them, it was as if they were not themselves. As if they were being controlled by pure basic instincts.
"Welcome back to the land of the living," announced Reve.
The after-effects of the meditation were too much for fragile beings like themselves to bear. If he hadn't brought them out, their minds would have been totally lost.
From his position high up in the tree, Reve declared, "I'm sure you could all feel the power that you possessed not quite long. It can be yours if you put your mind to it. Now, let's continue."
Despite radiating no form of energy, Reve pointed to the ground and a vibrant pillar made of green lush rose from the ground.
It wasn't dramatically high, only reaching a height a bit greater than 8ft.
The group was once again marveled by this feat.
Leading them, Dorian asked, "Kimon, if I may ask, how did you do this? There was no energy radiating from you when this pillar stood tall."
Reve smirked, "When you reach my level, the world listens to you. It's as simple as that."
Inwardly, he giggled, 'Hehehehe, so this is how it feels like to be a master.'
Okay, maybe he was a bit shameless. But now he understood how Circe felt when she flexed on him constantly.
Reve quickly got to the point, "This pillar shall be our favorite pillar for the next few months."
His words resounded around the curious group of thieves, "The Amethyst Style is a style of 'force'. It encapsulates all types of 'forces'. However, before we train in each one of them, we need to master a force I like to call 'the singularity force'!"
He thought to himself, 'Hehehehehe, as expected of myself, the great cat-emperor, to spawn all sorts of bullshit terms on the spot. I don't even know what I was worried about before.'
Reve developed the Amethyst Style by understanding the movements of The Shadow. He broke it down and analyzed it into tiny bits, then he absorbed his analysis with the help of Nikan.
There was no formulaic process, or whatsoever, in the development procedures. It was purely just two demihumans messing around with forces they couldn't comprehend.
However, to formally teach this style, Reve reckoned he had to factor in the comprehensive talent of the student. Luckily, the Amethyst Style leaned more on instincts than any other thing.
Enjoying the silence that his words produced, Reve smiled and went on, "Now you may ask, what is the 'singularity force'? Well, shall we have a demonstration? You, move closer to the nature pillar."
Reve pointed randomly at one of the thieves. When the thief did as he ordered, he spoke again.
"Well, then punch it."
The thief obeyed instantly. He sent his fist towards the pillar.. It was a clean punch, nothing bad to comment about.
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Reve was not hoping for some kind of magical evolution in the body of the thieves.
If meditation could do that, he would have transformed into a god by now. Heck, he would probably be a being of absolute force.
No, what he was searching for was the first step of learning basically anything. The earnest and adaptive mindset. To him, this was much more important than anything....it laid the perfect foundation to master the Amethyst Style since the style was too complicated for mortal minds.
All the concepts of the style were abstract and could be twisted based on one's understanding.
Reve made sure he got the perfect mesmerizing tone as he repeated his meditation sutra to the group of thieves.
Soon, he didn't need to speak anymore. His words eternally echoed in the minds of the thieves and they became deeply immersed in their meditative state.
'Now, this is progress, albeit artificial progress,' ruminated Reve.
This was all he could do at the moment. He could only forcefully induce this state on them, but he reckoned that, sooner or later, they would be capable of doing this themselves.
"Now, I just have to watch them while thinking of the next step."
The group of thieves opened their eyes after a while….or what seemed like a while to them. In actuality, five hours had passed since they last opened their eyes.
The soft breath that came out of their mouth was as fresh as morning dew and their eyes shone with such purity that it resembled the clear moon.
Occasionally, they would be flickers of negative streaks showing in their eyes, but this was to be expected. Reve couldn't totally "purify" the innate nature of these thieves.
"Welcome back," greeted Reve.
He perfectly understood the magical feeling of one's first meditation.
The thieves were still stuck in limbo and could not produce any word. The euphoria evident in them made them feel like they were a foreign soul stuck in another's body.
Reve took advantage of this phase to lay down his next teachings.
"Every morning. I want to meditate like this. Hmmmm...let's move on. Tell me, how do you feel?"
One of them replied calmly, "I feel like I have been born again."
"I can feel a vigorous power flowing through me."
"Is this truly…..me?"
All sorts of responses were thrown at Reve. It was as if they all had different experiences that bore similar characteristics.
Reve nodded, "Yes, truly, that is the feeling. Your mind controls your body and, when sharpened, it could prove to be your most powerful asset. As you are now, you can sense things that have laid dormant in your body for years."
"You can distinguish the scent of transparent air. Your eyes see past the mundane human color spectrum and everything around you is beautified. Your feet, connected to the earth, can sense the slow heartbeat of Mother Nature. And your body cells are once again welcoming your true self."
"However, this might as well just be an illusion. This resplendent sensation ends in three...two…..one!"
Following a loud clap from Reve, the thieves were jolted "awake". Now, the normal expressions that should have been visible before appeared on their faces.
They looked at Reve in surprise, "What was that?"
To them, it was as if they were not themselves. As if they were being controlled by pure basic instincts.
"Welcome back to the land of the living," announced Reve.
The after-effects of the meditation were too much for fragile beings like themselves to bear. If he hadn't brought them out, their minds would have been totally lost.
From his position high up in the tree, Reve declared, "I'm sure you could all feel the power that you possessed not quite long. It can be yours if you put your mind to it. Now, let's continue."
Despite radiating no form of energy, Reve pointed to the ground and a vibrant pillar made of green lush rose from the ground.
It wasn't dramatically high, only reaching a height a bit greater than 8ft.
The group was once again marveled by this feat.
Leading them, Dorian asked, "Kimon, if I may ask, how did you do this? There was no energy radiating from you when this pillar stood tall."
Reve smirked, "When you reach my level, the world listens to you. It's as simple as that."
Inwardly, he giggled, 'Hehehehe, so this is how it feels like to be a master.'
Okay, maybe he was a bit shameless. But now he understood how Circe felt when she flexed on him constantly.
Reve quickly got to the point, "This pillar shall be our favorite pillar for the next few months."
His words resounded around the curious group of thieves, "The Amethyst Style is a style of 'force'. It encapsulates all types of 'forces'. However, before we train in each one of them, we need to master a force I like to call 'the singularity force'!"
He thought to himself, 'Hehehehehe, as expected of myself, the great cat-emperor, to spawn all sorts of bullshit terms on the spot. I don't even know what I was worried about before.'
Reve developed the Amethyst Style by understanding the movements of The Shadow. He broke it down and analyzed it into tiny bits, then he absorbed his analysis with the help of Nikan.
There was no formulaic process, or whatsoever, in the development procedures. It was purely just two demihumans messing around with forces they couldn't comprehend.
However, to formally teach this style, Reve reckoned he had to factor in the comprehensive talent of the student. Luckily, the Amethyst Style leaned more on instincts than any other thing.
Enjoying the silence that his words produced, Reve smiled and went on, "Now you may ask, what is the 'singularity force'? Well, shall we have a demonstration? You, move closer to the nature pillar."
Reve pointed randomly at one of the thieves. When the thief did as he ordered, he spoke again.
"Well, then punch it."
The thief obeyed instantly. He sent his fist towards the pillar.. It was a clean punch, nothing bad to comment about.
Reve was not hoping for some kind of magical evolution in the body of the thieves.If meditation could do that, he would have transformed into a god by now. Heck, he would probably be a being of absolute force.No, what he was searching for was the first step of learning basically anything. The earnest and adaptive mindset.To him, this was much more important than anything....it laid the perfect foundation to master the Amethyst Style since the style was too complicated for mortal minds.All the concepts of the style were abstract and could be twisted based on one's understanding.Reve made sure he got the perfect mesmerizing tone as he repeated his meditation sutra to the group of thieves.Soon, he didn't need to speak anymore. His words eternally echoed in the minds of the thieves and they became deeply immersed in their meditative state.'Now, this is progress, albeit artificial progress,' ruminated Reve.This was all he could do at the moment. He could only forcefully induce this state on them, but he reckoned that, sooner or later, they would be capable of doing this themselves."Now, I just have to watch them while thinking of the next step."The group of thieves opened their eyes after a while.or what seemed like a while to them. In actuality,five hours had passed since they last opened their eyes.The soft breath that came out of their mouth was as fresh as morning dew and their eyes shone with such purity that it resembled the clear moon.Occasionally, they would be flickers of negative streaks showing in their eyes, but this was to be expected. Reve couldn't totally "purify" the innate nature of these thieves."Welcome back," greeted Reve.He perfectly understood the magical feeling of one's first meditation.The thieves were still stuck in limbo and could not produce any word. The euphoria evident in them made them feel like they were a foreign soul stuck in another's body.Reve took advantage of this phase to lay down his next teachings."Every morning. I want to meditate like this. Hmmmm...let's move on. Tell me, how do you feel?"One of them replied calmly, "I feel like I have been born again.""I can feel a vigorous power flowing through me.""Is this truly..me?"All sorts of responses were thrown at Reve. It was as if they all had different experiences that bore similar characteristics.Reve nodded, "Yes, truly, that is the feeling. Your mind controls your body and, when sharpened, it could prove to be your most powerful asset. As you are now, you can sense things that have laid dormant in your body for years.""You can distinguish the scent of transparent air. Your eyes see past the mundane human color spectrum and everything around you is beautified. Your feet, connected to the earth, can sense the slow heartbeat of Mother Nature. And your body cells are once again welcoming your true self.""However, this might as well just be an illusion. This resplendent sensation ends in three...two..one!"Following a loud clap from Reve, the thieves were jolted "awake". Now, the normal expressions that should have been visible before appeared on their faces.They looked at Reve in surprise, "What was that?"To them, it was as if they were not themselves. As if they were being controlled by pure basic instincts."Welcome back to the land of the living," announced Reve.The after-effects of the meditation were too much for fragile beings like themselves to bear. If he hadn't brought them out, their minds would have been totally lost.From his position high up in the tree, Reve declared, "I'm sure you could all feel the power that you possessed not quite long. It can be yours if you put your mind to it. Now, let's continue."Despite radiating no form of energy, Reve pointed to the ground and a vibrant pillar made of green lush rose from the ground.It wasn't dramatically high, only reaching a height a bit greater than 8ft.The group was once again marveled by this feat.Leading them, Dorian asked, "Kimon, if I may ask, how did you do this? There was no energy radiating from you when this pillar stood tall."Reve smirked, "When you reach my level, the world listens to you. It's as simple as that."Inwardly, he giggled, 'Hehehehe, so this is how it feels like to be a master.'Okay, maybe he was a bit shameless. But now he understood how Circe felt when she flexed on him constantly.Reve quickly got to the point, "This pillar shall be our favorite pillar for the next few months."His words resounded around the curious group of thieves, "The Amethyst Style is a style of 'force'. It encapsulates all types of 'forces'. However, before we train in each one of them, we need to master a force I like to call 'the singularity force'!"He thought to himself, 'Hehehehehe, as expected of myself, the great cat-emperor, to spawn all sorts of bullshit terms on the spot. I don't even know what I was worried about before.'Reve developed the Amethyst Style by understanding the movements of The Shadow. He broke it down and analyzed it into tiny bits, then he absorbed his analysis with the help of Nikan.There was no formulaic process, or whatsoever, in the development procedures. It was purely just two demihumans messing around with forces they couldn't comprehend.However, to formally teach this style, Reve reckoned he had to factor in the comprehensive talent of the student. Luckily, the Amethyst Style leaned more on instincts than any other thing.Enjoying the silence that his words produced, Reve smiled and went on, "Now you may ask, what is the 'singularity force'? Well, shall we have a demonstration? You, move closer to the nature pillar."Reve pointed randomly at one of the thieves. When the thief did as he ordered, he spoke again."Well, then punch it."The thief obeyed instantly. He sent his fist towards the pillar.. It was a clean punch, nothing bad to comment about.
