Restructuring

Daedalus couldn't help but glare at his aunt with a look mixed between helplessness and anger. In the end Daedalus couldn't do anything about it and decided to except the merciless training that he was promised.

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By the end of the day Daedalus only had one thing to say "I have a literal god body and they managed to make me tired, what the hell!"

Daedalus was tired and beat, even the weapon skills he was so confident with where useless in front of those monsters. The first of the masters he had fought was the swordswoman, as he was confident with the first weapon he learned he had felt it wouldn't be one-sided. Oh how he was wrong, it had taken moments for her to pick apart his style and less than a minute later she had cut off the thumb of his sword hand making him drop his sword.

It was at that moment that Daedalus understood, he might be talented but he hadn't lived even a fraction of their lives, and he had far less experience. It made him realise it was an arrogance rather than a confidence, he did whatever he pleased and made it seem to him that he was in the right. To be fair on himself he had done a fair share of good things, but the bad far outweighed the good.

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And so it comes to the end of the day, Daedalus was sat in meditation recovering from the torturous and merciless training that they had forced upon him. At the same time however Daedalus was thinking, a lot.

He had thought himself a righteous man and leader, but he killed, no, slaughtered and massacred, thousands of men and women, probably even children. Beasts of all kinds where slaughtered, but he never felt a thing, not an ounce of remorse for his actions.

He was a monster, so he began placing seals and formations all over his body, and making some separately to place when he was done. Most of the seals where for his own cultivation, although it didn't stop him from cultivating only made it so that he couldn't use it for anything except cultivation. The formations where more robust and he inscribed them directly into his skin, they where made to seal his body's strength.

The final part was to make a combination seal-formation that only he could unlock. It would latch onto each of the previous seals and formations and act as a fail safe. Then he was done, and exhaustion kicked in, he hadn't slept in about a year and with all of his body strength sealed he was forced into sleep.

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The next morning Daedalus woke up with no memory of the seals he placed and felt as though he had simply never had that strength before. Daedalus had placed a memory altering seal into his mind, it was a temporary one and would only last long enough to change his temperament. It only made him think as though he was crippled from birth and had to try hard to increase his body's strength because it was all he had.

That same morning in a close by place of the palace Ceridwen received a letter, Daedalus had sent it the previous night so that she would understand his change and not try to undo it. Ceridwen of course read it and only smiled when she was done.