After a quiet rest, Muichiro started training the next morning to improve his skills and fitness.
He started with basic physical activities such as running, push-ups, and endurance exercises.
After the grueling training, Muichiro slowly walked along the path that wound through the dense trees. His gaze slid over the lush crowns, through which the sun's rays penetrated, creating bizarre patterns on the ground. He breathed in the fresh sea air, mixed with the scent of pine needles and flowering plants. The island seemed serene and peaceful, as if it had been specially created to give rest after training.
He stopped at a small clearing where bright flowers grew among the tall grass. Muichiro sat down on the grass, feeling the soft stalks touching his feet. He looked up at the sky, covered with light clouds, and listened to the soft rustle of leaves. At that moment, he felt free, as if all his worries and worries were somewhere far away.
His gaze fell on a small river that murmured softly nearby. He got up and walked to the shore, dipping his hands into the cool water. The water was crystal clear, and he could see the sun glinting on the bottom. Muichiro thought about how nature always found a way to calm his soul.
He also smiled as he watched the animals. They seemed so special, because some of the species he had never seen. They seemed carefree and free to him, and this calmed his soul even more. He continued his walk, enjoying nature and its gifts.
After a walk, I returned home to continue my training. Along the way, he also captured a couple of rabbits. After training over dinner, he realized that this was a different place-not his home. So there were no people here who he had known in the past. Muichiro realized that he was in another world. This discovery shocked him, but he did not allow himself to panic. With his deep knowledge of physical fitness and martial arts, he would quickly adapt to the new conditions. Muichiro returned to his home and developed a personalized training plan to strengthen his physical skills and combat abilities in this unfamiliar world.
After a while of training and exploring the island, he finally found something interesting.
It was a temple-like building.
Muichiro entered it. It was semi-dark inside, with only a faint light filtering through the narrow windows. His attention was drawn to the katana hanging on the wall in the center of the room. She was wearing a black scabbard, but she looked different. Muichiro slowly approached her and took her off the hook. The katana was heavier than he expected, but he felt a familiar sense of strength and balance.
He took out the scabbard and examined the katana. It was like she was new. The symbols "Destroy" were engraved on the hilt.
"Finally! A real katana!"- he was glad that he found a real katana.
After looking around the temple, he found old scrolls. But what surprised him was that one of the scrolls described the styles of swordsmanship and breathing, such as "Moon Breath", "Sun Breath", "Mist Breath".
In another scroll, there was a term he didn't understand: "Khaki." But it was described as something special compared to what he knew.
When he returned home, he took his katana and several scrolls with him. He couldn't wait to study these scrolls right away.
This find was a special treasure, because for example, in the scroll where the breaths were described, there was also a description of techniques such as "Selfless State" or "Transparent World". Now he understood why he had lost back then. He was strong, but not strong enough. Now, finally, all that will change.
There was even a thought: If these techniques exist, then this was his world. He was looking forward to returning home and helping his friends defeat the demons.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Over time, he will master these techniques. There was nothing special about them. Except for the breath of the sun. It was difficult, yes. But with time and hard training, he would have been able to learn this technique. The breathing of the moon was also complicated in its own way, but much simpler, as it seemed to him, than the Breathing of the sun.
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1 year later.
In the open area, a short youth stood with a katana in his hands. He had long black hair that turned into a mint turquoise color.
Large, empty-looking, mint-turquoise eyes.
He was wearing an unusual uniform. dark turquoise, long, with looser sleeves and trousers.
His height had already reached 174 centimeters, thanks to training and proper nutrition.
He also gradually mastered Surveillance Hacks and Weapons Hacks. He wanted to awaken these powers, but he couldn't. He had read a lot about them in scrolls and their properties. He could easily track a squirrel thanks to the transparent world. His so-called swordsman's instinct could also track the auras of any living being.
He also didn't encounter any demons over time. It made him think. Maybe we won after all? This question tormented him almost every day.
The intense training made itself felt. His body became stronger and muscles appeared, but his body was average.
During this year, he had not found a single village, the entire island was empty and he was the only person in it. But there is a downside. Muichiro accidentally found a map. But he didn't know how to read it.
He was very interested in studying her. There were several islands and one of them was surrounded by a red circle. He was probably here. And there was Yotsuba Island nearby.
Before he went to the open sea, he wanted to make himself stronger first.