In the training ground at the back of a manor enchanted to be invisible. Lying on the ground huffing and puffing so hard is a pile of something that has the features of what seems to be humanoid. This pile was so strange that you would think it was molded with potatoes meshed.
On the ground, Chronos was regretting his life choices, cursing ROB for reincarnating him into this world, and his mother for putting Jane in charge of him.
"Why did I ever request her to train me? I could swear I saw smiling, I was so scared that I thought Hades has come to carry me back to hell. She's not human" I mumble.
Two months earlier…..
Chronos woke excited think of ways he going to impress Jane with his modern idea of excersies and have her worshipping the ground he step on. How he's going to impress her with mental fortitude to withstand whatever forms of activities she going to put him through. All that was for naught. While he was excited, Jane was jubilating and happy. Finally her stress relief sack of human bones is ready to relive her from the problems his mum has caused her ever since she took the position of Kizen vice president.
At backyard before the sunrise, standing opposite Jane was Chronos with his whole exercise outfit looking like a GQ model.
"I want you to run 10 laps around this yard with your fastest speed nonstop" she said with a smug smile.
Chronos start running with his whole power, at first his was amaze by the strength and explosive speed his body possesses. What a Godly physique, he wonder if it's attributed to Nefthis or his deadbeat dad genes. What he didn't know was that spell his body casted before he died awaken rapid cellular regeneration and growth that heals every strains and death of his cells leaving with a body that hardly gets tired. On every body cell and blood cell of his, there is a miniature symbol of clock on them regulating his body physique.
Jane watching him and noticing he wasn't getting tired and haven't break a sweat even at his ninth lap, bit her lower lip bitterly. She called out to him, he came running shining his thirty-two not knowing he was laying his deathbed in her heart. Reaching towards his hands, she place a black bracelet on them including his both ankles.
"These are weight bands, I have inject them a little with my jet-black weighing five kilograms each. This will help you utilize your physique potential fully and when you're becoming comfortable with it, I'll increase their weight by two kilograms." She said sternly but inwardly she was grinning so badly. She could already see the strain they cost Chronos stand in her front. He trying so hard not fall face flat. She continue "Now, give hundred lap!" She shouted like a brigadier general.
Fearing for his life, Chronos kick off running like a madman all over the yard, by the fifteenth lap he already huffing and breathing so hard.
(Chronos POV)
No, she wants to kill me. No human run this much carrying the whole on his arms. Does she think I'm Rock Lee? I didn't sign up to open eight gate techniques. All I wanted was a chisel, sharp jawline looking model not to a have a lucky chance of kicking Madara. I knew something like this was going happen watching her face was twitching while I was running the previous laps like Usain Bolt.
After completing the seventieth lap, I was already seeing my coffin. Anytime I plan to slow down, there is a fluttering of butterflies behind my back to electrocute me. I ran, ran and ran so hard with my heart pumping so loud in my chest, you could see beating behind my shirt. By the ninth-ninth lap, I was already face flattened with sand in mouth. I couldn't move any part of my body, even breathing was hard doing. I didn't even have any strength to pray in my mind for hades to receive my soul gracefully or even curse out my bad luck.
(Jane POV)
I couldn't believe it….. he was able to accomplish this task and still retain his soul in his body. I knew I was harsh in forcing to run a hundred lap. I thought by the fiftieth lap he would collapse and gravel at my feet pleading to me forgive all the atrocities and stress his mother has done to me but here he was accomplishing milestones for someone who was in coma six months ago. I even a little scared of what monstrosity potential Nefthis has born. Am I witness the start of another legend? I couldn't to teach all the tools he needed to become another witch of death or warlock of death. Necros save us all.
"Okay, that'll be all." I said. "Starting from tomorrow, I want you to run fifty laps daily until I see you have the endurance and physique to move into the next phase of our training. You're dismissed."
(Reader POV)
Jane left the training yard without look at Chronos or helping him. Chronos thinking to himself Can she be so heartless leaving me here sniffing sand like cocaine on the ground? Atleast, she could have turn to my side for me breath in fresh air.
After what felt like a decade, Chronos could feel his extremities now, he tried flexing them to get contraction and relaxation of his muscles, and tried moving his whole body. After a minute, he flip to his backside and finally take in a deep breath. And so his torture began.
After the first week, Jane increase the laps to sixty, and added a few obstacles along the tracks for him to be jumping over. He food consumption increased also. Chronos paid extra attention in getting proteinous meal added to his diet and monster meat that are good for rejuvenation of his body system.
By the second week, he is running seventy laps with two kilograms extra weight added to his bracelets, making a total of twenty-eight kilograms.
Presently...
(Chronos POV)
I stood up from the ground, seeing my Cristano Ronaldo six packs through my shirt which hung on them by sweat. I couldn't control my joy, now I could have loli Cami or Serene dying to touch me. "Hehehehe" I laugh so gruffly for I was still in pains. My body was all chiseled and lean packed with explosive muscles and enormous energy. I could now complete hundred laps with a total of thirty kilograms weight attached to my body while jumping an impossibly high obstacles when running.
That demon of a woman Jane, said we will begin our hand to hand combat training tomorrow.
(Readers POV)
While Chronos was in the yard thinking of his training regimen. Jane was watching him from the window with a twitching face and broken pencils on her as she saw him grinning like a virgin pervert. She wanted to swipe off that smile from his face and she just know how to do it. "Tomorrow, I chose a burial ground for him" Jane said muttering angrily.
She watch him leaving the yard back into the house still grinning. As Chronos step into the house heading to his room to take a shower, he couldn't stop grinning from his sculpture body not knowing he has just signing his death certificate. First he thing did as he step into his bathroom was to take a full view of his nude body in front of his mirror. From glittering white hair to the sky blue eyed with a faint spiral ring which he doesn't know reason, to his sharp jawline and his chiseled body with abs and frame gluttos. He was a Greek God in the making.