☀️CH 25: Becoming EXTREMOPHILLIC

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Now I was completely self-sufficient, I thought while smiling softly and admiring the breathtaking view of earth as I floated about in space.

Just taking a moment to appreciate the harmony within my body I close my eyes and relax, accepting this was my limit.

After going through this experience I had a little more knowledge on my body's capability.

Thus, I decided it was time to change things up, as I need to prepare for possible encounter with new visitors.

Hence, from now on training will only use cable & machine exercises, calisthenics, acrobatics, yoga, parkour and dancing. For body conditioning.

After conditioning the focus will be on sparring with my CQC machines or utilzing the bullet machine for weapon practicing. Specifically, one hand and dual blading, then later I'll try dual spearing and dual axing, cause why not.

With my rest over, a light column appears besides me. Utilizing bioelectric propulsion I gravitate towards the column. My figure the fades along with the column. In an instant another column appears in my underground basement. With a step, I exit and my column fades out of existence.

Stepping into my bullet machine, I walk towards the center and stop in the small center-most circle. I steady my breath, relax my posture, and focus my senses. Softly, I say "begin," while tightening my grip on my two swords.

Without delay, a sound like a thunderclap goes off as a sharp steel projectile is blasted out, moving at speeds even my eyes can't follow.

Yet my body can. With one right-hand diagonal slash going upward, I cleave the steel projectile in half, sending two pieces of steel blitzing past, just missing my face.

Three more eruptions go off before my sword can even finish properly slicing through the first one. By the time I cut the first projectile, two more are already on me.

Swiftly adjusting my stance, my left sword makes a diagonal slash from right to left, slicing the second projectile.

Using the momentum, I launch myself into the air parallel to the floor while rotating, causing the third projectile to barely graze my clothes and fly past.

As the third projectile flies past, my right hand is already rotating around with a horizontal upward slash, bisecting the fourth projectile.

Before my feet can touch back to the ground, I'm met with another barrage of projectiles. This time, the projectiles are faster and even more numerous, as if the machine is insulted by barely managing to touch my clothes.

However, as if mocking the machine's capabilities, I manage to swiftly dodge and cut everything it sends out. Seemingly pissed, the machine turns the lights off and sends out invisible projectiles. Some are small, some large, some blunt, some sharp, but all deadly.

As if a mask is placed over my eyes, I am blind. Pushing my senses to the maximum, I immediately jump up and over a large box-like projectile, slash out several times at the invisible projectiles, while rolling over and smacking another large projectile, barely dodging it while in mid-air.

Using the force from smacking the projectile with my palm, I quickly fall back to the floor, still without my clothes being touched.

As if giving me respect, there is a moment of silence. However, the silence lasts too long, and I immediately begin to dodge based on pure instinct. Invisible, windless, soundless, unscented projectiles are now being blasted out continuously without pause or delay.

Like a beast, I begin slicing, slashing, cutting, flipping, spinning, and bisecting everything as if I have lost my mind.

Yet, I know it isn't enough, as I feel a projectile blast through the side of my abdomen, leaving a half-circular hole.

That is the beginning of Hell. With all energy healing off, and my regenerative capabilities set to peak human. I feel every cut, scratch, blunt force trauma, penetration, burn, frost, and strain from even the slightest of movements.

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