3-Body

Time passed, and 3 months elapsed in a blink of an eye. Chef Ramsay introduced Morgan as his nephew to the crew and no one batted an eye. The Captain, on the other hand, knew better but he didn't care as much. Morgan integrated with the crew slowly and by the time the ship reached its closely approaching landing time, the captain allowed him to train with the A.B.S crew.

The world was a simple one danger loomed everywhere and people needed to fight to protect themself. And with that, a Hierarchy was born in the age of old, the occupation of The Knight passed through each section of the world and It flourished each king of a continent was a proficient knight. King Vlad of The Lantic Dynasty grew into power as he showcased his strong Psych powers and The world dubbed him a Psyche Knight, His swordsmanship was sub-par but when mixed with the Psych abilities he shone brightly, humans were born with a specific Element but it takes a certain degree of control to have that element bend to your will so Knight's training became the best option.

Many similar stories of different knights emerging and showcasing strong elemental powers and rising to the top of their world, but the world took it a step further and injected the basic knight training into their daily lives, and thus the survivability increases for humans on the planet. Morgan was ushered into the A.B.S training because as the captain had quoted "He's too fucking skinny" and from then morgan had begun cultivating his body.

Night had come again and morgan could be found sitting on the bow of the ship in a cross-legged position. His eye's where closed and his breathing was steady, he looked better than he did when he first came aboard and there was a slightly stronger tone to his skin and the indication that muscle would be forming on his arms and legs. He seemed to be gazing upon a peaceful scene even though his eye's where close and a small smile graced his face.

The memory of his first training session playing over in his mind.

"The Boat is My Deck and The Deck is law, Nun shall break it and I will protect it from all" echoed in his mind as Jacob one of the crewmen shouted as he walked around the training crew. "This is a Sailor's Mantra and you will say this while you work and when you move. "Now drop and give me 20 you dogs" Jacob shouted, and in unison, the 10 A.B.S which included morgan fell in a plank form and started doing push-ups. "Feel the essence in the air and draw it to you as you repeat the Mantra," Jacob said as he nodded his head.

The day morgan truly sweated and his father had begun training him but before he was taught anything in full his father was killed. "Seeing as all you dogs have to pass the age to truly develop any talent, young morgan is good to watch," Jacob said and all nine A.B.S turned and looked over at the deathly ghosted face of the sweating morgan he was gasping for breath as if he was being choked.

The smile on morgans face grew larger as he focused more on the memory, The feeling of complete exhaustion he wanted back, his pores open and he took a deep breath the essence in the air barrel to his skin and flowed down the canal of his pores and through his bloodstream and down to his bone's his whole body shook violently but he refuses to open his eye's.

"Ramsay he's going to hurt himself if he keeps going" The captain looked over to the tough-looking cooking and said softly as they watched the back of the sitting morgan. Both of them stood on the stern and peered over at the bullheaded boy. "You see it too didn't you, There's something about that boy it's unnerving in his eye's as if he wants to lash out at any moment; He's seen much for his age don't you think so Bellamy," Ramsay said while rubbing his face slowly

Morgan felt the sea's energy flowing down to his bones but suddenly his concentration slipped but he wouldn't let it go that easy he focused more on pushing the essence down further and further with each push his body twitch and a slight blood trail started running to the side of his lips. He clenched his hands together tighter and prepared for one forceful push.

He let the essence loose and it began to retreat from his skin as the essence reach the last layer of his skin he shouted the sailor's mantra in his mind and retracted the world's essence the speed of the consumption was immense but the boy bared it and he forced ever ounce he could get into his pours and it all head for his bones.

The barrier broke and the seas essence barrel into him his body tipped over but his mind was still active and this was the important part, now with the barrier broken he channeled the essence through his arms and back up to his head then down his spin and it spread throughout his rib cage then back to his spin and down to his legs and toes. The final part was in sight and the energy gathered at the base of his toe and as if lightning struck him it fired up to his skull and it sat there.

***

The ship sailed on and the sun broke through the clouds and peered down on the ship.

"Duc Ka"

Heavy footsteps traverse the deck and stopped at the tip of the bow and looked down, morgan lay there sleeping and a terrible scent lingering off his body. Ramsay pulled up a rope that was laying not too far off and slipped it around the young boy's waist and then typed a not. At this moment the crew had already been watching the interaction and they all gather to fully see what was about to happen Ramsay raised his leg and with a swift kick Launched morgan off the front of the ship without any remorse.