AI Dev --- New Challenges, New Journey

AI Dev ---New challenges

[21:10] Mei says, "o-oh um..please raise y-your heads..mm..i-its um..n-nice to see..the b-both of you..."
[21:11] Immediately, he stood up, "Yes Master Mei"
(Orion Sinclair)


[21:11] A light nervous and um..slightly akward laughter later left her lips. Their right hand later rose to lightly scratch their cheek.
(Mei)


[21:12] Mei asks, "u-um...how w-was your daily l-life...without the use of w-witchcraft..?"
[21:13] Orion Sinclair says, "It's no stranger, before Master Song found me, I would fish...But never did I have a sword master to guide me... It feels, unique."
[21:17] Mei says, "f-for the next few m-months...i wish for you to not u-use your hands...while i-im away"
[21:18] Mei says, "u-unless being t-taught something...b-by master s-song..."
[21:18] Mei says, "of course.."
[21:19] A small smile was later given to them
(Mei)


[21:28] A shocked expression came across his face, his eyes wide open at the words Mei spoke. She made it seem so casual, and Orion couldn't think of living without the use of his hands, his keys and tools to the world around him.

"No hands? For Two months?... How Will I eat and train?"

The method was insane, he never heard of such training, the sheer thought of it made him break a nervous sweat... For months he will not be able to use his hands, he thought about the difficulty. All of it made some sense yet it also made his life a lot more challenging.
(Orion Sinclair)


[21:30] Orion Sinclair says, "Hm... Collecting ore with just my feet from now on..."
[21:31] Mei says, "y-you will understand...when t-two months finish..do n-not worry..."
[21:33] Orion Sinclair says, "Master..."
[21:33] Orion Sinclair says, "Thank you."
[21:33] Hugs with no arms, just his head on her chest.
(Orion Sinclair)


[21:37] Blinks suddenly..as she was hugged,

They stared down at them...um..for a moment before allowing a small smile to form on her lips. Her right hand rather rose to pet them on their head..

her usual nervous smile..was later shown.

"its u-um..a pleasure..i w-wish you luck..my s-student.."
(Mei)


[21:41] With his hands behind his back, Orion ran over to his chest, struggling to lift the seal open just so that he could reach down with his neck. He then bit onto the wooden pole, a fishing rod, trying his best to bite down and hold onto it.

Young Orion ran out of the Forge, looking to go for a long jog along the rocky trial under the moonlight passage. He couldn't wave to his master but this was his gesture of a farewell. Like a nimble fox, he sprints across the Glade, steadily and pacing himself in the proper manner, the young apprentice made his way to the cliff.
(Orion Sinclair)


[21:47] {Item} You drop Bream x1.
[21:55] With his feet, Orion began to kick down the rocky object, hoping to find himself an ore or two after his long run across the cave.
(Orion Sinclair)


[22:00] Falling to his knees after finally finding a way out of the cave, Orion panted heavily, sweating from the anxiety, but at the very least, from his frustration, he gained a little something out of it.

Tired, but staring at the water before him, the young lad felt it would be best to head on over to the towns central where he could buy food. Only then would he make his way back home, running as fast as he could with his hands tied behind his back, all of this for the sake of physical training under the instruction of samurai Mei.

He knew that if one day he were to be a great knight, he would have to become something more than what he was now... He imagined the avatar being Adsilla and her many elements, he began to question if his method of ocean movement would be enough... His mind, and his heart were open to many different possibilities, but for now, he focused on the essentials, making sure that he himself would be capable enough to fight and defend the Glade.

Orion carried on with his run, jogging across the land, trying his best to avoid danger but even he could not predict the future outcome.
(Orion Sinclair)



Later after that day….

[00:35] Though he was strolling about in the caves, young Orion felt it was the best time he could ever get to train while hacking away on the rocks. Like a swift breeze above the ocean, he swung his blade, trying to mimic the motion of the deep blue sea, with an extreme focus on both his body and blade.


Orion held his sword close, with his Time sight aura, he tried to predict his future mistakes and fix them before he slipped up and brought harm to himself. The young Glade swordsmen was proud, his strength had grown so much in the past year, but one vital thing came to his mind. He had just remembered his masters words, to never use his hands for another two months or so.

Immediately placing his sword within the sheath, Orion began kicking at the ore stones around him. Trying to gain experience with the added frustration from not being able to swing his sword, he had practiced this so much that he eventually gotten the hang of manipulating his motion from his tippy toes.

Dancing around the ore stone, Orion kicks with crushing blows, his motion and method of kicking was similar to that of a tsunami crashing ashore. His eyes were focused on the objective, to get stronger before Mei had returned, and doing so ever so passionately.
(Orion Sinclair)





[02:43] Orion took a moment to think about his decision, he had been so used to the aura of time ever since his days of being a mage and even when he became a swordsmen... The young lad was quite hesitant at first, even reconsidering his idea about the topic... As he walked into the forge, he sat down on his bed, pondering...

"Am I going to do this?... Is this right?... Will I ever attain my Time Ocean if I do this?" The young Glyph-Swordsman asked himself a critical question, with his back turned against anyone else and deep in the forge...

He took a moment....

"Don't think...Act..."

"Nothings permanent..."

"...Time Ocean...Will the world be mine?..."

Quickly closing his eyes and removing the cap, young Orion quickly dranked the potion, allowing it to work its magic, restoring what he has lost that could be used to better himself in the long run. "Let it move through you like theOcean..." He thought.
(Orion Sinclair)





[02:54] After drinking the potion, Orion's magical circuits gradually began to unwire from the technique, falling to the ground not feeling refreshed or wise at all, instead nothing changed, but he was not open to many doors... He thought about what Mei has taught him so far, to focus on his abilities behind the sword and so his mind was focused on just that, his practice and training with the art of Kendo, a profound sword stance.

Upon regaining his composure, Orion stood up, taking out his dagger, trying to mimic the stance used by Mei but with his own sense of stability. Like an ocean he was mixed with various levels of skill in all different areas, but like a river he flowed steady towards one direction and like the rain his talents poured down into the blade.

He thought about Shako, the very man whom he sold his future services to, like a debt owed to someone honorable, he has gained much help in the past from strangers. And now he stood there swinging his sword, moving his toes, getting used to the pattern of which he moved, fading from sight and reappearing before his masters, eyes, showing that his skill behind the blade had grown.

His mind open to the blade, like a flowing river, he was a stream of calm destruction. His strength, comparable to that of a moderate sized tsunami, he now knew what it was like to be a full fledged swordsmen, he had finally released the burden from his shoulders of his past mistakes.
(Orion Sinclair)

[03:07] Eccentric Song strikes a pose in the air, standing straight with one arm extended with an open palm.

"For the first round, I will use absolutely no homing attacks. This means my attacks will be strong, but avoidable."

Song then flicks his palm inward twice, declaring; "Come, disciple!"
(Eccentric Song)


[03:07] Following his master, Orion ran out to the s=fields, no armor but he felt more alive than ever with the spirit of the ocean flowing over him. In synch with the imaginative Ocean of Time, the young lad prepared himself for a worthy fight!

"Haa!!" A battle cry roared from the top of his lungs, charging into battle.
(Orion Sinclair)


[03:07] Eccentric Song exclaims, "In fact, I won't even dodge!"
[03:07] Eccentric Song exclaims, "ho ho ho!"
[03:08] Eccentric Song exclaims, "Alright, my disciple. For this round... I will only use homing attacks!"
[03:09] Orion Sinclair exclaims, "Hehe, lets get to it!"
[03:11] Eccentric Song says, "Mmm, you've grown, my disciple"
[03:11] Eccentric Song says, "You used to go down much faster"
[03:12] Eccentric Song says, "Alright, now I must rest"
[03:12] Eccentric Song says, "If you need to do the same, then I advise it."
[03:12] Orion Sinclair says, "Thank you master."
[03:12] Orion Sinclair exclaims, "I will!"
[03:12] Eccentric Song says, "Mmm, keep training hard, my disciple"
[03:19] Though the spar was short lasted, young Orion decided it was time to rest, however he wouldn't be going to bed so soon. Instead the young lad made sure to study one last time, plotting up ways he should set his traps when fighting, drawing out a scale for when or how he should throw the shuriken he possess, and if those should ever run out then he would rely on his magic, the O'Reliable spell that creates bubbles.

Orion kept track of his own movements, he knew that he would have to keep an open mind in the future, and improve his method of dashing towards his opponent as it can cause him the match if not used correctly... To him such things were about timing, and now with his kendo stance and spirit of the ocean guiding him, young Orion felt a lot more confident with himself and the result of his training… From time to time, he would attempt to mimic the after image ability of Mei through his use of the Cetus stance.

But even though he would reach such a peak in the future, he made sure to never fall behind with his runes, always writing out a to do list with his chores and how he could improve his skill... "It was a nightmare, but that nightmare opened my eyes...If I can not use magic fluently then I will make the world fight for me... Time Ocean, Act 5," he wrote and spoke aloud.
(Orion Sinclair)






AI Dev --- Journey of Self Improvement

[07:03] Orion Sinclair says, "Master..."
[07:04] Orion Sinclair says, "There's something I must ask."
[07:04] Eccentric Song says, "Go ahead, my disciple"
[07:10] After Orion had just finished with his initial session of training for the day, he figured it would be wise to ask his teacher a serious question. What better time than now of all scenarios when they were together, and so Orion built up his bravery, asking away.

"I've reached the age where a boy should begin the process of becoming a full fledged man... Master, I love the Glade, but to protect it I must know what lies out there..."

Orion took a long pause for that moment, staring into the forging fire that danced before his master. Gently he strokes his blond hair back, with a serious gaze into the flame. Holding his palm out, with a smile he reminisced on the day his master accepted him as a student, but now, he was tired of being seen as a boy, he desired to rightfully earn his place as a man.

"Master, I want to go about and train on a voyage that will shape me... As a true man of the Glade, this feeling... It's like gravity pulling away and at the same time... Holding me down... If I am to succeed, I must know what it is like to survive on my own."

His stomach rumbling, it seems like he did not do too well on his own with the first try, catching fish but not knowing how to cook it, unable to make a simple maki roll. His eyes focused on his teacher, waiting for an answer, hoping no discouragement would come.
(Orion Sinclair)


[07:12] Eccentric Song says, "I'm not hiring a prostitute, if that's what you're asking, mmm"
[07:12] Eccentric Song says, "but if you want to journey out, that's an excellent idea"
[07:12] Eccentric Song exclaims, "just don't get yourself killed!"
[07:12] Eccentric Song says, "honestly, I wish you would've waited until you could at least use the sword..."
[07:12] Luahing softly, he nods, "I am doing this because I wish to be worthy of the sword, and to the Glade."
(Orion Sinclair)





[07:22] Orion stood tall, and strong as he announces, "I am Orion Sin... Glych-Swordsmen and future shield of the Glade, thank you, for trusting me, master."
(Orion Sinclair)


[07:22] Eccentric Song exclaims, "Good! Now go, and make not just your master proud, but yourself aswell!"
[07:23] Orion Sinclair exclaims, "Yes sir!"
[07:23] Orion ran off to his first destination, straight on over to the final house of the glade where he would work on one final Glych before hitting the road. He waved to his master, keeping his word to Mei, only running to his destination and not using magic unless it was with the Glych-Scribe...
(Orion Sinclair)


[07:29] Because Orion had one or more chest to work on before he began his journey to the west, he felt it would be more than necessary to get a head start on his practice, he knew that he could not just walk out into the world as a simple adept Rune writer.

No he had to train himself if no one else would be there for him, and so he draw his runes, patiently and slowly. Making sure he was precise with every marking, then pouring his energy into the runes. This was his form of practice before a long journey, already his leg strength and physical strength had evolved into something greater but he HAD to work on his other set of skills.

Using his Glyph, an ancient art other wise known as Rune writing, young Orion went from Chest to chest, enchanting them as best as he could for the time being before taking his leave from the Glade.

"Today, I take my journey into the true man's world...Lady Fate, will you guide me along the way?"
(Orion Sinclair)


[07:58] Orion sighed, strolling about on the rocky roads of the strange town he was in, "I can never get the name of this place right... Where's an inn when you need it... "

He took a long pause, "Master, if only you taught me more about this place..."
(Orion Sinclair)


[07:59] Orion Sinclair says, "Hm..."
[07:59] Orion Sinclair says, "Maybe this will shine some light..."
[08:01] Zalteo Fulgora asks, "Whatcha need an Inn for?"
[08:01] Zalteo Fulgora says, "I just sleep in the Dojo"
[08:02] As he reads the papers on the board, Orion grew frustrated, "These are all just help wanted postures! I need a tour-guide dammit!" The tired teen sighs...

He then stared at Zalteo at the mention of a dojo, "Dojo?... A training ground?" Something so small peaked his interest, though it was no inn, he could use it as such and train in it during his stay in the large town.
(Orion Sinclair)

[08:10] Luaghing softly, Orion felt a hint of relief, "That's okay, neither am I...But tell y' what... To show my gratitude, how about we have a sparring match? Then once I'm well rested, I'll enchant your clothes or weapon, whichever you prefer..."

Orion spoke with a kind tone, after all, when traveling a strange place full of strange people, he thought it would be best to not just make friends but to train and actually use the Kendo methods of his Master Mei the samurai, especially since he was not walking in her old home.
(Orion Sinclair)


[08:15] Zalteo grins, unfolding his arms and looking around, his gaze shifting up to the sky. "Yeah that sounds great! Though you wouldn't have to pay me to spar ya, always glad to have a match." Jabbing a thumb into his chest he nods, making his way towards the Dojo.

"By that way, the names Zalteo Fulgora!" Pausing to wonder where his brothers might be he exhales softly. "I've two brothers who're usually around as well."
(Zalteo Fulgora)


[08:16] Orion Sinclair says, "I'm Orion Sin, and your brothers could just well be... You know, asleep someplace."
[08:16] Orion Sinclair exclaims, "Oh wow....Wow!"
[08:17] Orion Sinclair says, "This place is huge."
[08:18] Orion Sinclair asks, "So, how may rounds y' feeling? Usual three or more Zal?"
[08:18] Zalteo Fulgora says, "Three is perfect."
[08:25] With his eyes focused on his opponent, young Orion stood his ground, adjusting his body posture to mimic that of Mei, his master in the sword arts, but with a little added touch. His own footing to make it more comfortable and fitting for his bodily movement...

He assumed the kendo stance, a traditional sword stance that requires the use of two hands. For this spar, he would have to step away from his masters words and actually use his hands for the time being. "This will show me where I am...If I was wrong from embracing both magic and the arts of Kendo," Orion spoke to himself as if Mei was sitting there on the bench.

Like water, his body adapts to the environment around him, tapping the wood floor with his feet to get a good enough feel for his position. He added a light touch of gravity manipulation to his own stance, making it so that his sword and body would be much lighter than usual, but despite having a light weapon, Orion desired to fight with as much speed as he could.

His posture, his mind, all with the grace of a creature from the sea, swimming along with a calm and steady mindset... Remembering the pain of a blade, trying to get it down to muscle memory.
(Orion Sinclair)


[08:27] The young swordsman sets his gaze upon Orion, shifting his feet, unsheathing his blade and holding it within his gauntleted hand. Steel blue hues burn with focus, calling upon the power of his drakan blood as two horns spread from his forehead, surging with electricity followed by a draconic tail.

"I look forward to facing you."

He speaks, his usual grin upon his lips as he points his katana towards the boy, his left arm, uncovered by any armor flexes. Nails turning into claws and skin into scales he readies himself. He had a polished stance, though he was not master, nor did he have one. Simply well practiced enough to know how, where and when to hit.
(Zalteo Fulgora)


[08:33] Zalteo dashes forward, using his blade as a distraction in order allow for calculated physical blows meant to wear his opponent down. Orions stance being far more polished and practiced than his own was still no match for the sheer physical power of the Drakans blows.

Swiftly, they clash blades, eyes meeting as Zalteo grins. A silent struggle for a moment before he uses his full strength to push his opponent back with great force.

Taking a moment to gather himself he lets Orion do the same, prepared for the next round so that he might study more of his technique and refine his own.
(Zalteo Fulgora)


[08:34] Taking blow to blow, Orion's swift evasive actions were not working well enough on the first go, but he felt a jolting sense of excitement, this being his first time facing off against someone of the drakan race.

Standing with his sword firmly grasp, and pounded up, he stared at his opponent, trying to read his movement through the use of time and accelerate his own... Orion, was going to fight with all of his speed advantages.
(Orion Sinclair)


[08:41] It felt strange, having time distort around him as Orion came at him with magics unfamiliar to the Drakan, this excited him as he felt his blood pumping. There were moments where he completely shrugged attacks away, deflecting others with his scaled arms and hitting back with tremendous force.

"You've an interesting style, though.. Seems like you've some trouble taking a hit."

He grins, caught within and strange distortion around him. Pushing himself through he dashes forward once more, watching for his opponent to jump back before vanishing.

A loud crack could be heard as a sudden bold of lightning shot from the ceiling, turning into the Drakan himself who proceeded to strike Orion down with a blow powerful enough to shake the buildings foundation once more.

"Though, if I'll be honest, I didn't even have to break my limits."
(Zalteo Fulgora)


[08:46] Laying on the ground defeated, he never felt more alive having actually battled with someone around his age and skill, so the young Glade teen stood up, brushing his blonde hair back as he spoke with a few minor injuries.

"Yeah, it's kinda why I'm here... I'm on a journey to earn my right of passage in the Glade, this spar was an eye opener," Orion spoke with a sense of gratitude. He knew it would be difficult to maintain his Cectus stance while under the time acceleration, he felt somewhat at ease now, feeling more accustomed to his own speed and fighting tactics.

Orion felt dazed, even though he tried to strugg it off, he could feel his body still shaking just as the building did under that powerful attack. "Phew, I should probably focus more on doing things like that!"
(Orion Sinclair)


[08:48] Sheathing his blade and folding his arms he offers a light nod.

"Yeah, I've slowly been getting the hang of using magic recently. Martial arts have always been more of my schtick."

A grin as he flicks his nose with his thumb.
(Zalteo Fulgora)


[08:50] Orion Sinclair says, "Hm, I see... When my master found me, I didn't know which was better for me... over time, I just felt a more natural tune with the blade and confusing my targets."
[08:50] Orion Sinclair exclaims, "Haha I guess there's a lot more with that same issue!"
[08:53] Zalteo Fulgora says, "My brothers and I were raised in a temple on a little island off the mainland, we were all trained in many arts but decided to escape and come to Agartha."
[08:54] Orion Sinclair asks, "Hm, and what will you do now?"
[08:54] Orion Sinclair asks, "You're here, will you try and aim higher?"

[20:10] Though he was hungry, young Orion was sure of one thing, that he would need a proper teacher in the arts of water if he had hoped to achieve his goal in the near future. His stomach growled but he could not sit in one place for long, and despite not having a world atlas, he embraced the call of nature, letting the gravity of fate pull him along the way.

"Mr. Shako should be emerging from the sea soon, I could use a good song right now," said Orion.

Tossing a cape over his shoulder, he embarks on yet another voyage, heading over to a land where he felt most lucky. Or rather, where he felt closest to home.

"Mei would not accept failures... I must take the Moonlight passage.."

The young Glade swordsmen was well on his way to the east where he followed the moons radiant light, running as fast as he could… His mind was focused on Mei’s teachings and what she had to offer.
(Orion Sinclair)





[21:19] Traveling deep into the woods of Deseti, Orion decided it was time for his daily training sesson. But this time he would do such in a safer area, assuming the sword stance of the Cectus, gazing up at the trees around him, "If I can't sell my damned craft, then I'll do away with these trees for coin...Ugh, the merchant life just isn't for me is it?" He asked himself, drawing out his dagger as he darts at the tree.

One by one, he made a pile of logs, trying to find a way to afford a worthy gift to his master, knowing how much the man loved rare minerals. But Orion remembered that he was forbiddened to use his arms and hands... "Damn it, master Mei how could you be so cruel," he said with an aggrivated tone.

Soon after, he tied his hands behind his back, putting his dagger away but standing in a form similar to that of his Cectus stance. Kicking away at the tree with enough force until a log had fell down, and as he went along, he would create a stack of wood for the Merchants' to buy.
(Orion Sinclair)


[21:29] Tired, young Orion took a moment to breathe, having hacked away at the trees for so long, he managed to gather up a pile of wood, 180 logs worth... He thought this just might be enough to sell off to those greedy merchants. Giving him an item worth hundreds but only giving back a single coin when he wished to refund it, but now he had the game all figured out, he would sell this lumber for construction...

His legs were shaky as can be, his mind tired and his body fatigued from the amount of training. He took a moment to rest before forcing himself back up to kick at the tree once more, what he wanted to do was make Master Mei proud... He was aiming to increase his own agility through such training, to be as fast as she was or faster.
(Orion Sinclair)

[01:36] Fresh into the morning, the young Rune Scribe wakes from his slumber, making his way through the town in search of work, however it was much too early in the day to start working towards anything really. So Orion thought it would be nice to enjoy a slice of life as he heads on over to the beach.

He wanted to feel that sensation once more... With his dagger in his hand and clothes strapped on tight, he charges into the water, attacking the Swuisarme! Young Orion was more than willing to accept a few scars on his body, but for this occasion, he seemed a bit too excited to go hacking down fish.

Although he was a man with a heart for the ocean, he was still a warrior or rather a samurai in training under Mei. He desired to polish his skills behind the blade and on the field... Knowing he would deal with a weapon that had hardly any true steel to deal heavy blows, he began practicing himself...

Orion kept to his word, refusing to use magic unless necessary or when dealing with Runes... For the time being, he wrestled with the Swuisarme.
(Orion Sinclair)


[01:49] When conducting his strength and agility training, Orion was trying his absolute best to avoid using his hands. So much so that he was on the verge of tying his hands together once more. But Orion refused to go to such an extant, rather he would keep his arms out on his sides and simply avoid using them for the duration of his training session.

The young lad held a cheeky grin, one displaying such high confidence as he ran day in and day out, trying to build his heart rate and muscle strength to endure more hits. He knew that he was aiming to be fast but to be fast and fragile would be a huge mistake on his part, and so he ran around the beach, searching for Swuisarme to fight with only the use of his legs as instructed by Master Mei.

Orion rushed in, trying to end the fights as fast as he could, taking short breaks as he ran to every corner of the beach. "I will not back down, I will find that Time Ocean, no matter how dumb it may seem to everyone else, screw theirnonsense!" He speaks, pumped by adrenaline and rising motivation.

His eyes were focused on that one goal, which he figured would be achievable through the use of Rune Writing. A Rune ability that would alter the fabric of time for the duration which it is active... He dreamt about this ability day in day out, he even dreamt about making an old legend come true, the craft of using runes to bring forth life like puppets... His way of manipulating the mana of the world..

Though it was far fetched, a man could only dream, but as for now, that man ran by the ocean. Wrestling wild demonic fish with only his legs and feet. "Just because I'm forbidden to use my arms and magic, doesn't mean I won't make Maki Rolls out of you!" He challenges the Swuisarme with a fierce battle cry.

Orion's movements were fluent, he fought with the Cetus sword stance of the water spirit but without a sword. Oh no, the young Glade Glyph-Swordsman foughtin a whole new fashion. Moving like the ocean and striking down his targets like a raging tsunami. Orion had became quite used to the stance and now, he was getting creative, fighting with it's very versatile methods.
(Orion Sinclair)


[02:02] Tired and now out of break, Orion thought it would be wise to go and invest his time into something more relaxing, strolling about in the city in search for a good meal to give himself the morning energy he needs to build a chest for his training session. But of course, due to the hour, many shops would be closed, and so... Orion was forced to wait things out.

"Another day..."
(Orion Sinclair)





[02:39] "I'm going to need a better coin gathering method...Chopping down these trees, mother Adsilla would kill me!"

Orion was hesitant this day, he did not want to cut down any more trees than what was needed, instead he focused on the horizon and the waves. His eyes were settled upon the crashing waters, dancing about on the ocean surface, curious as to what was going on down on the Ocean floor. He was forever fascinated by the beauty of the deep blue, and what lies within it.

"The Memories of the Deep..." He said to himself, referring to what may have happened in the ocean, the wars that took place, the disasters that happened and much more... Orion couldn't stay focused on it for long though as he began to train in the art of the Cetus...

Moving his feet, his footwork was in tune with a wave like motion, dancing about on land as the fish would in the sea. He then thought about Shako, a fish like man and the melody he sang, while Orionpounced around with the grace of an angel fish. Hoping around, building up his speed with the Phantom strike method, dancing around the trees through sheer foot work and his hands held tightly behind his back.

On his tip toes, moving around to a majestic melody... Remembering the song of Shako...

Orion, the ocean stepper, dancing upon land to the call of the sea...

A love to that whom brought life, the Ocean of Time.
(Orion Sinclair)

[03:10] Hungry and in need of a good meal, Orion spared no time, he ran to the nearest tree, working his way up to kickoff a few branches. The merchants wouldn't take much nor would they give itt, but Orion made sure to gather enough wood to bargane with.
(Orion Sinclair)

[04:02] After going out to find the valuable minerals then selling them to the market, young Orion made his way to the forest where he would begin to collect wood for his future training with the runes.

Since he knew that his journey was coming to an end upon master Mei's arrival, it was imperative that he sought out the materials he'll be needing for his training session, or else he would end up falling behind...


(Orion Sinclair)

[04:22] Knowing how challenging things would be for the next few days, Orion decides that it would be best if he stayed within the caves for an hour or two, resting and searching for valuable ore to sale and earn himself a nightly deserved meal.. Even though it's been some time sense his last, Orion didn't feel all that hungry, in fact he felt more alive than ever, feeling as if he were only inches away from his goal.

"Master Mei... I will catch up to you, and your advanced phantom strike will not compare to my skills behind the blade...With or without magic," at this point, Orion had reached the age of 16, and he looked all roughed up despite his calm demeanor.

He ran each and every day almost to improve his natural speed, and working on his own footwork as well, hoping he could compare to Mei when the time came to surface... He knew that her number one rule was not to use magic, but even he could not resist the temptation of moving his body in the motionof water and using that same magic with that of his time abilities.

Orion was tempted, but he could not face Mei with the use of magic, that was her primary rule... Instead, he made sure to focus on his footwork and durability... Training his endurance by wrestling with the giga demon, taking its punches and heavy blows to the body, trying his best to sustain the damage.

Even then Orion was not satisfied, now more than ever, he desired to learn more from the Ocean. He couldn't help but thank of the powerful Drakanite he faced, however Orion knew one major fact... That no man is unstoppable, for his style may be the paper to someone's rock... After all, he is only human, under the care of Mother Adsilla.
(Orion Sinclair)

[05:11] Once after he made his semi final journey to one of the highest mountains, Orion made sure to set up his camp. Staring off into the sun-lit sea..

"This is where my final step of training will take place, this tall mountain..."

With food packed for the days to come, Orion finally took the time to rest, until it was time to train and finally try to grasp ahold of the world. A true man's world under the Ocean of Time.
(Orion Sinclair)


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[12:44] Fatigued, Orion stood by his chest with an expression of pride, chuckling to himself, "One down, I will need a big meal later if I am to continue."

Falling onto his back, the young human pondered about one thing, his use of magic, and so he gazed at the ocean. Curious, if he could bring such a majestic force onto land with but a single swing of Runic magic behind the sword... He felt as though he could, but was not quite there. His grasp on the element of water was great but he still lacked the power to make such feats possible...

However, he never once lost the motivation he's had since the start of his journey, with a strong desire to obtain his Ocean of Time... Or even discover ancient runes for his work, but not to be the best merchant... He desired to do so much more with the potential of Rune-Scribing.

He relied on Lady Fate to guide him, learning from his journey... For now, as he rest, he used what little reserves of strength he had left to conduct speed and strength training... Being so close to perfection in terms of fitness for his master Mei, young Orion knew he couldn't go and get complacent on himself.

"I will fight... With the Strength of a thousand sharks, and the speed of the fastest creature within the deep blue... One day, I will achieve that Ocean of Time... Or maybe... Make that old dream a reality..."
(Orion Sinclair)


[13:27] Training on the top of the grassy mountain, Orion punches the chest he created with a mighty swing, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Come on!"

The chest then shatters into a hundred pieces, broken and unable to be used again, with Orion's fist pretty well beat up and soar from the event. He pants, but the results were quite promising, he knew that if he would survive in this world that he would have to accept the life of not only a rune-scribe, a samurai but a demon slayer... He had no intention of making money off of such a title, but instead protect the Glade from certain events in the near future....

He believed that people like him were a large unknown threat to mankind, being able to manipulate the mana of the world through runes was no simple task. But Orion saw the potential within the art and believed that if he sought out to do something great with the ancient method, then there would be a hundred more like him... Some with good, and others with ill and wicked intensions...

Knowing this fact, Orion's blood started to boil. Out of anger, he punches the ground, causing it to shake ferociously, grunting from the impact his fist had to endure, performing his practice of the almighty power smash his master and many others have used on him before, finally grasping onto the physical prowess of a true warrior.
(Orion Sinclair)