Chapter 36: The Training Continues
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A day passed while Reve was still enthralled in meditation.
After the sun set nicely on the land, he awoke to see himself buried in thick, yet soft, white plants of varying sizes.
Despite their height and sizes, he didn't feel uncomfortable as he should be. Instead, he felt closer to the plants like they were his lifetime companions.
The moment he touched them, they wiggled and wrapped themselves on his fingers. They were behaving like cute pets.
Looking at this, Reve couldn't help but tilt his lips in a smile. He became engrossed with playing with them which lasted for over an hour.
Feeling he was getting too absorbed, Reve stood up and the plants withdrew back to the earth.
"So, they can do this too?" muttered Reve.
This was better for me as he didn't have to make a new courtyard for training.
He finally focused on something other than the plants. He saw Circe smiling at him as he moved closer to her.
"Congratulations. You have achieved deep level meditation," remarked Circe.
"Deep level meditation?" wondered Reve.
He was about to check his status before Circe stopped him, "Don't do that. For a few rounds of training, you will abstain from using the practice of Nixy. Instead, you will only evaluate your progress by using your senses."
She mumbled, "Those at the peak don't need assistance from the world administrator. You should pick up that habit. From now on, I will ingrain it in you."
"Yes. Yes, Circe" sighed Reve.
Calling her teacher would be too weird for someone of her image. So, he stuck to calling her by her name.
"With that said, Deep level meditation is quite explanatory. It is a level of meditation two levels higher than the normal level. At this level, one's self-awareness dissolves and the body is instinctively attracting all sorts of energy including Mana. Through your convictions, that is, the words you say to yourself, you are able to manipulate your body on a level that is normally impossible. You absorb Mana far more than what your talent dictates. You also refine a purer Mana. In this state, your mana control is improved along with a few other things," explained Circe.
She went on after a short pause, "However, it's not all smiles. You pose a risk of losing your identity, becoming mindless. In fact, the risk is seventy percent (70%). Many extraordinary individuals enter the state and never come back. That is why it's good to know your limits."
"Why didn't you tell me before?" complained Reve.
He never knew he was on the edge of dissolution while meditating. It felt quite heavenly....perhaps, that was the hidden danger.
It was like being on drugs. The addict would damage masked as pleasure.
Circe responded, "Does it matter? If you can't overcome your first-time meditation, then you are better yet dead. Moving on, there is one major advantage of deep-level meditation…..."
She de-powered the spell that powered her chair and it fell. Afterwards, she blinked heavily.
Her body and surrounding glowed and a penta-coloured chair, more majestic than it's predecessor, actualized.
"Elemental Resonance. A state of being recognized by Mana. A bit similar to the [Elemental Magic]. It possesses diverse abilities which can be honed by meditating more and more."
With his [Magic Eyes], Reve could tell that she did nothing to the chair. It just rose up all of a sudden.
It was like….it responded to her will.
"Interesting….." mused Reve.
"Yes, it is. Hence, for a few days, you are going to practice meditation until your Mana Control and purity has reached a satisfactory level," ordered Circe.
She shooed him off as a comfortable bed appeared in front of her. She laid on it quickly and took her daily sleep.
Reve joked, "Is it really okay for me to have a teacher like this?"
However, he was only joking. Circe has proven herself well enough. If anything, he was the one that had to show results.
Hyped up, Reve took a comfortable lying position and began to chant with his eyes closed, 'I am the frost plant. I serve only one purpose. To breathe and propagate....'
Thus, his schedule became monotonous. Every day, he would meditate. When he was done, Circe would arrange different classes for him. They ranged from classes aligning to magic to large subjects like history, Arcadish, Troran, Herbs, Wildlife.
If it wasn't clear, Troran was the language created by magic beasts. It was the job of every intelligent magic beast to another intelligent magic beast. That way, they would be able to protect the continent from invaders.
However, apparently, Circe knew this language along with almost every other language.
She promised to teach him if he did well enough in his studies. He had to admit she was quite strict when she wanted to.
After a week, Circe asked Reve to display his mana control by casting his best spell. Naturally, he picked [Ice Bullet].
After preparing, a magic circle appeared with a blob of mana seeming to form a finger-width ice structure.
The opposite ends of the structure were sharp. Even Circe could see the glint it made when it contacted light.
*Fume!*
The moment the ice bullet formed, it fired off at insane speed.
Multiple ice bullets also formed behind it as they aimed at one target; a large tree.
*Fume!*
The sharp sounds continued for five seconds before the attacks stopped. Reve looked to see the tree battered with tiny holes, each one exposing its other side.
Taking such damage, it broke apart and fell with ferocious momentum.
Circe nodded her head at the display, "This would suffice. Your mana control enabled you to produce thrice the ice bullets you normally would. Also, the density and penetrating power of the ice bullets are a class apart from basic projectile attacks. The moment it touched its target, it would freeze it. As expected, my teaching ability is remarkable."
Despite bragging, her words were not without weight.
She had come with a method for Reve to increase his skill effect. It was to draw an image of his ice bullets fluently.
Reve was forced to use his teeth to grip the pencil and draw like a madman. Width, length, circumference…..he got every dimension of the ice bullet perfectly.
Of course, there was still room for development. For instance, he could still add another layer into the ice bullet that would contain it's freezing power.
But that was for later.
Circe awarded him, "Take a day break, we will continue with Mana Circuitry tomorrow."
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A day passed while Reve was still enthralled in meditation.
After the sun set nicely on the land, he awoke to see himself buried in thick, yet soft, white plants of varying sizes.
Despite their height and sizes, he didn't feel uncomfortable as he should be. Instead, he felt closer to the plants like they were his lifetime companions.
The moment he touched them, they wiggled and wrapped themselves on his fingers. They were behaving like cute pets.
Looking at this, Reve couldn't help but tilt his lips in a smile. He became engrossed with playing with them which lasted for over an hour.
Feeling he was getting too absorbed, Reve stood up and the plants withdrew back to the earth.
"So, they can do this too?" muttered Reve.
This was better for me as he didn't have to make a new courtyard for training.
He finally focused on something other than the plants. He saw Circe smiling at him as he moved closer to her.
"Congratulations. You have achieved deep level meditation," remarked Circe.
"Deep level meditation?" wondered Reve.
He was about to check his status before Circe stopped him, "Don't do that. For a few rounds of training, you will abstain from using the practice of Nixy. Instead, you will only evaluate your progress by using your senses."
She mumbled, "Those at the peak don't need assistance from the world administrator. You should pick up that habit. From now on, I will ingrain it in you."
"Yes. Yes, Circe" sighed Reve.
Calling her teacher would be too weird for someone of her image. So, he stuck to calling her by her name.
"With that said, Deep level meditation is quite explanatory. It is a level of meditation two levels higher than the normal level. At this level, one's self-awareness dissolves and the body is instinctively attracting all sorts of energy including Mana. Through your convictions, that is, the words you say to yourself, you are able to manipulate your body on a level that is normally impossible. You absorb Mana far more than what your talent dictates. You also refine a purer Mana. In this state, your mana control is improved along with a few other things," explained Circe.
She went on after a short pause, "However, it's not all smiles. You pose a risk of losing your identity, becoming mindless. In fact, the risk is seventy percent (70%). Many extraordinary individuals enter the state and never come back. That is why it's good to know your limits."
"Why didn't you tell me before?" complained Reve.
He never knew he was on the edge of dissolution while meditating. It felt quite heavenly....perhaps, that was the hidden danger.
It was like being on drugs. The addict would damage masked as pleasure.
Circe responded, "Does it matter? If you can't overcome your first-time meditation, then you are better yet dead. Moving on, there is one major advantage of deep-level meditation…..."
She de-powered the spell that powered her chair and it fell. Afterwards, she blinked heavily.
Her body and surrounding glowed and a penta-coloured chair, more majestic than it's predecessor, actualized.
"Elemental Resonance. A state of being recognized by Mana. A bit similar to the [Elemental Magic]. It possesses diverse abilities which can be honed by meditating more and more."
With his [Magic Eyes], Reve could tell that she did nothing to the chair. It just rose up all of a sudden.
It was like….it responded to her will.
"Interesting….." mused Reve.
"Yes, it is. Hence, for a few days, you are going to practice meditation until your Mana Control and purity has reached a satisfactory level," ordered Circe.
She shooed him off as a comfortable bed appeared in front of her. She laid on it quickly and took her daily sleep.
Reve joked, "Is it really okay for me to have a teacher like this?"
However, he was only joking. Circe has proven herself well enough. If anything, he was the one that had to show results.
Hyped up, Reve took a comfortable lying position and began to chant with his eyes closed, 'I am the frost plant. I serve only one purpose. To breathe and propagate....'
Thus, his schedule became monotonous. Every day, he would meditate. When he was done, Circe would arrange different classes for him. They ranged from classes aligning to magic to large subjects like history, Arcadish, Troran, Herbs, Wildlife.
If it wasn't clear, Troran was the language created by magic beasts. It was the job of every intelligent magic beast to another intelligent magic beast. That way, they would be able to protect the continent from invaders.
However, apparently, Circe knew this language along with almost every other language.
She promised to teach him if he did well enough in his studies. He had to admit she was quite strict when she wanted to.
After a week, Circe asked Reve to display his mana control by casting his best spell. Naturally, he picked [Ice Bullet].
After preparing, a magic circle appeared with a blob of mana seeming to form a finger-width ice structure.
The opposite ends of the structure were sharp. Even Circe could see the glint it made when it contacted light.
*Fume!*
The moment the ice bullet formed, it fired off at insane speed.
Multiple ice bullets also formed behind it as they aimed at one target; a large tree.
*Fume!*
The sharp sounds continued for five seconds before the attacks stopped. Reve looked to see the tree battered with tiny holes, each one exposing its other side.
Taking such damage, it broke apart and fell with ferocious momentum.
Circe nodded her head at the display, "This would suffice. Your mana control enabled you to produce thrice the ice bullets you normally would. Also, the density and penetrating power of the ice bullets are a class apart from basic projectile attacks. The moment it touched its target, it would freeze it. As expected, my teaching ability is remarkable."
Despite bragging, her words were not without weight.
She had come with a method for Reve to increase his skill effect. It was to draw an image of his ice bullets fluently.
Reve was forced to use his teeth to grip the pencil and draw like a madman. Width, length, circumference…..he got every dimension of the ice bullet perfectly.
Of course, there was still room for development. For instance, he could still add another layer into the ice bullet that would contain it's freezing power.
But that was for later.
Circe awarded him, "Take a day break, we will continue with Mana Circuitry tomorrow."
A day passed while Reve was still enthralled in meditation. After the sun set nicely on the land, he awoke to see himself buried in thick, yet soft, white plants of varying sizes. Despite their height and sizes, he didn't feel uncomfortable as he should be. Instead, he felt closer to the plants like they were his lifetime companions. The moment he touched them, they wiggled and wrapped themselves on his fingers. They were behaving like cute pets. Looking at this, Reve couldn't help but tilt his lips in a smile. He became engrossed with playing with them which lasted for over an hour. Feeling he was getting too absorbed, Reve stood up and the plants withdrew back to the earth. "So, they can do this too?" muttered Reve. This was better for me as he didn't have to make a new courtyard for training. He finally focused on something other than the plants. He saw Circe smiling at him as he moved closer to her. "Congratulations. You have achieved deep level meditation," remarked Circe. "Deep level meditation?" wondered Reve. He was about to check his status before Circe stopped him, "Don't do that. For a few rounds of training, you will abstain from using the practice of Nixy. Instead, you will only evaluate your progress by using your senses." She mumbled, "Those at the peak don't need assistance from the world administrator. You should pick up that habit. From now on, I will ingrain it in you." "Yes. Yes, Circe" sighed Reve. Calling her teacher would be too weird for someone of her image. So, he stuck to calling her by her name. "With that said, Deep level meditation is quite explanatory. It is a level of meditation two levels higher than the normal level. At this level, one's self-awareness dissolves and the body is instinctively attracting all sorts of energy including Mana. Through your convictions, that is, the words you say to yourself, you are able to manipulate your body on a level that is normally impossible. You absorb Mana far more than what your talent dictates. You also refine a purer Mana. In this state, your mana control is improved along with a few other things," explained Circe. She went on after a short pause, "However, it's not all smiles. You pose a risk of losing your identity, becoming mindless. In fact, the risk is seventy percent 70%. Many extraordinary individuals enter the state and never come back. That is why it's good to know your limits." "Why didn't you tell me before?" complained Reve. He never knew he was on the edge of dissolution while meditating. It felt quite heavenly....perhaps, that was the hidden danger. It was like being on drugs. The addict would damage masked as pleasure. Circe responded, "Does it matter? If you can't overcome your first-time meditation, then you are better yet dead. Moving on, there is one major advantage of deep-level meditation..." She de-powered the spell that powered her chair and it fell. Afterwards, she blinked heavily. Her body and surrounding glowed and a penta-coloured chair, more majestic than it's predecessor, actualized. "Elemental Resonance. A state of being recognized by Mana. A bit similar to the Elemental Magic. It possesses diverse abilities which can be honed by meditating more and more." With his Magic Eyes, Reve could tell that she did nothing to the chair. It just rose up all of a sudden. It was like.it responded to her will. "Interesting.." mused Reve. "Yes, it is. Hence, for a few days, you are going to practice meditation until your Mana Control and purity has reached a satisfactory level," ordered Circe. She shooed him off as a comfortable bed appeared in front of her. She laid on it quickly and took her daily sleep. Reve joked, "Is it really okay for me to have a teacher like this?" However, he was only joking. Circe has proven herself well enough. If anything, he was the one that had to show results. Hyped up, Reve took a comfortable lying position and began to chant with his eyes closed, 'I am the frost plant. I serve only one purpose. To breathe and propagate....' Thus, his schedule became monotonous. Every day, he would meditate. When he was done, Circe would arrange different classes for him. They ranged from classes aligning to magic to large subjects like history, Arcadish, Troran, Herbs, Wildlife. If it wasn't clear, Troran was the language created by magic beasts. It was the job of every intelligent magic beast to another intelligent magic beast. That way, they would be able to protect the continent from invaders. However, apparently, Circe knew this language along with almost every other language. She promised to teach him if he did well enough in his studies. He had to admit she was quite strict when she wanted to. After a week, Circe asked Reve to display his mana control by casting his best spell. Naturally, he picked Ice Bullet. After preparing, a magic circle appeared with a blob of mana seeming to form a finger-width ice structure. The opposite ends of the structure were sharp. Even Circe could see the glint it made when it contacted light. *Fume!* The moment the ice bullet formed, it fired off at insane speed. Multiple ice bullets also formed behind it as they aimed at one target; a large tree. *Fume!* The sharp sounds continued for five seconds before the attacks stopped. Reve looked to see the tree battered with tiny holes, each one exposing its other side. Taking such damage, it broke apart and fell with ferocious momentum. Circe nodded her head at the display, "This would suffice. Your mana control enabled you to produce thrice the ice bullets you normally would. Also, the density and penetrating power of the ice bullets are a class apart from basic projectile attacks. The moment it touched its target, it would freeze it. As expected, my teaching ability is remarkable." Despite bragging, her words were not without weight. She had come with a method for Reve to increase his skill effect. It was to draw an image of his ice bullets fluently. Reve was forced to use his teeth to grip the pencil and draw like a madman. Width, length, circumference..he got every dimension of the ice bullet perfectly. Of course, there was still room for development. For instance, he could still add another layer into the ice bullet that would contain it's freezing power. But that was for later. Circe awarded him, "Take a day break, we will continue with Mana Circuitry tomorrow."
