leaving

Toshiro reflected on his previous actions of dodging and counterattacking, realizing they were all driven by instinct. He understood that his devil fruit, being a zoan type, bestowed him with enhanced physical abilities, but his attacks were still lacking in power.

The only reason his slash managed to damage the sea king was due to his precise aim at its vulnerable eyes and his proximity to the creature.

Toshiro, without uttering a word, unleashed three dismantles at the sea king with a simple hand gesture:

 👉 ノ//🐬.

However, despite the onslaught, only minor scratches appeared on the creature's skin.

"No damage, huh? That was disappointing. Is this what I'm supposed to feel if I had emotions, right? Well, I bet it's because my output is low, or is it because it's my first use?" Toshiro pondered, resting his hand on his jaw in contemplation.

"What were Sukuna's chanting words again? Oh yes, I remember now."

"Scale of the Dragon."

"Recoil."

"Twin meteors."

"Kai," Toshiro chanted with a smirk on his face. ✌️ ❫ 🐬🩸.

A seven-meter thick dismantle launched at the sea king, carving a deep wound in its belly, causing blood to flow everywhere.

Toshiro started laughing at what he'd done. Just twenty minutes ago, he was an ordinary human, and now look at what he was capable of doing. However, his laughter turned to labored breaths as he realized the attack had drained a lot of his stamina. He knew he couldn't launch another one again for now.

"It's just a matter of time before he dies from blood loss," Toshiro remarked with a smirk.

"Looks like we have dinner tonight."

"But man, that was fast. Am I overpowered?" Toshiro mused, with smirk on his face.

While waiting for the sea king to succumb to its injuries, Toshiro began testing his physical prowess, getting familiar with his newfound strength and abilities. He attempted to perform a cleave on a nearby rock, but it failed miserably, revealing that he still had much to learn and master about his new powers.

"I should make a place to rest and a campfire too," Toshiro muttered to himself.

After the sea king finally succumbed to its injuries, Toshiro dragged it out of the water. Using his strength and technique, he cut it into pieces, preparing it for a meal.

After he ate, Toshiro made a simple place to sleep as it was already nighttime.

........

The next day, he woke up and decided to start training, eager to test his limits and further understand his new abilities.

After conducting tests for two hours straight, Toshiro found his limits. With a full tank of stamina, he could perform two full-chant dismantles before passing out. He could manage four half-chant dismantles, though they were only half as strong. Lastly, he could perform ten normal dismantles without chanting.

""The best training, I can do now for this situation?" Toshiro pondered. "Let's just use the Saitama training method, though."

Deciding to explore the island first, he added, "The only way out is to hope for a ship to pass by. I cannot swim my way through either because of my devil fruit."

Sand and beacg, that was how the whole place was. It took me around three hours to go around the island... probably. Judging by the position of the sun I am assuming three hours. But I never really needed to judge what time it was by the position of the son so better take this with a grain of salt. Before it was early morning, and now it's midday. Still, the island wasn't that big. There didn't seem to be dangerous creatures in here either, or any creature for that matter.

After consuming the Sea King as a food source, which can last for a week or more, I also discovered a freshwater river in the center of the island solving the water problem.

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I began my training, starting with 100 pushups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer run, all of which I completed with ease.

I continued to repeat the workout until I started to breathe heavily.

 Taking a quick rest, I then activated my devil fruit power. However, upon attempting to transform, I was unable to shift into my full form. Neither any additional tattoos or pairs of eyes appeared, nor did I gain extra limbs. I realized this inability was likely permanent.

I started to train my aim first, contemplating ways to utilize it in combat. The best part of my abilities is that they are invisible. I doubt normal Haki users can see it; maybe they can sense it, but that's it. With this advantage, I could devise strategies to outmaneuver my opponents and strike with precision.

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Days went by as I continued my routine, occasionally hunting animals to vary my food choices. One day, I spotted a ship on the horizon. As it got closer, it became clear that it was a pirate ship—Alvida's ship, to be specific. A ragged boy stood looking at the approaching vessel and smiled.

"It's time for my leave," he said, ready for a new chapter in his adventure.