11 CHAPTER 11

TIME SKIP - 16 YEARS OLD ( 1 YEAR LATER)

"874!"

"875"

"876"

I gritted my teeth as I continued to power through my squat exercise. I am currently knee-deep in the waters of the river, to make the squat more muscle aching I was also carrying a huge boulder in my back. The weakness of Devil Fruit users is being weak in water, so I decided to use that in my training. Most of my physical training had stagnated or has shown incredibly low results. I ask the old man how to fix this and he said that I should try to submerge my myself in a large body of water, just enough for me to stand up and get back to dry land if I fall, so here I am doing muscle training in something that could kill me. Just to make sure that I don't die in this exercise, I tied a rope in my waist just in case. On a side note though, my ass is going to look great in this.

"1000!", I said as I threw the damn boulder back to dry land. I slowly walk towards dry land and lay there a while, panting. Currently, the old man has left me in my own devices, he has been gone for nearly a month now, and he had stated that I shouldn't slack off when no one is watching me.

"Screw...you..old man...", I said to myself.

Looking at the huge boulder beside me I still could not believe it. The boulder was probably 10-15 tons in weight, to throw something that heavy is unthinkable in my past life. It would require heavy machinery to removed something that large and now all I need is my body to carry something that large.

I once asked the Old man where I belong in the power scaling of this world, and all he did was laugh at me. He said I didn't even belong in the scale. At first, I was mad at this, then I taught about it carefully. If a guy like me who hasn't even reach my 20's can lift objects this heavy what else can people who actually belong in the scale do? What the people who are in their primes of lives can do? When I asked Stoner this question he gave me an example. He used Vice Admiral Garp for reference and he said Garp's fist is powerful enough to flatten mountains.

I was gobsmacked shocked when I heard this information. To think that I was being egotistical about carrying a 15-tons boulder and calling myself a powerhouse, this was so far from the truth. I was still weak, pathetically so.

After laying down for a while, I decided to call it a day went back to the cave. I just skinned a boar yesterday, I decided to eat what's left. I was too tired to catch one anyway.

The moment I saw the outline of the cave, something felt odd in me. That was the only way I could describe it, the weird feeling was engulfing my being. It felt like I was about to get bad news or something. Every step I took the stronger the feeling became, with furrowed brows I continued walking towards the cave.

Then I entered the cave, the weird odd feeling intensifying, and then I saw it. The old man, my teacher had blood in his mouth, panting for breath, dying. I immediately went towards him, with worry in my voice I asked him, "What's wrong? why are you hurt?". I checked his body but could not find any outside wounds.

"I'm dying boy", Stoner said weakly.

"What do you mean?"

"I was already sick before I took you in as my student", Stoner said as his breathing became weaker.

How could I have not seen it? How could I have not seen that the man that was teaching me was dying? All the spar we took, every time I tried to punch for training... Could this have made him worse?

With a smile on his face, Stoner said, "I know that look boy, don't blame yourself. I hid my disease from you any way I could and don't even think that I wasted the last days of my life to train you...Cause, in fact, training you was one of the most fulfilling things I have ever done".

When I heard this I cried, why could someone be taken away from me again. Why does every person who I consider my family die again? Why does this have to happen again?

My tears fell into Stoner and he said, "You can grieve today boy, but don't grieve for too long now. I have trained you in with the short time that I had left. I wanted to power through for one more year but my body is giving up on me already. I should have not gone to town and got my medication, I should have just stayed here with you in the forest. Anyway, I could not teach you everything thing I know, so I wrote you multiple manuals to study from it from", immediately after saying this Stoner began to cough, a cough mix with blood.

"Don't talk....what can I do", I asked as I continued to cry.

"Just stay here boy. Just stay here boy...Just....stay...here...son..", those were the last words that Stoner mumbled as he closes his eyes for the last time.

And once again in my life, I had to bury someone I care about. I can't do that now yet, for now, I cry, for now, I grieve, cause I lost a person who I know in my heart wasn't just a teacher to me, no the old man Stoner, was a father in my heart.

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