London Chronicles : A New World, A New Game

The sun rose, casting its golden rays across the land, as the MC emerged from a rejuvenating slumber. He made his way to the breakfast table, greeted by a spread of nourishing food and a better looking gangster . With each bite, he fortified himself for the day's rigorous training ahead.

"So who is my teacher today?" Asked Raymond while eating with excellent manners , he was looking like a novility

"He is North American and he will not tolerate you if you did not your best , also he appears to have some special abilities , who knows" Says Marcus while devouring his breakfast , this action cause a little of disgust to raymond but was intrigued by his new teacher , fortunately he just finished having breakfast so he went to train

The MC's steps were purposeful as they journeyed to the Gun Fu training facility, where their esteemed teacher, awaited. The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation as they entered the firing range, surrounded by an arsenal of firearms. His new teacher stood by their side, ready to guide them through the art of gun-fu.

"Hi , so you are the one who is gonna be learning right?" Asked the mysterious profesor

"Yeah , mister...?" Asked Raymond while holding his hand and looking streight into the eyes of his teacher

"Gibson , Wesley Allan Gibson" Answer the 30 to forty looking guy

"I Thought they were joking when they say teach a 5 year old Jajajaja" Said Wesley While laughin a bit

In response to that Mc take a gun and started shooting to the targets

"*Whistle* Well i`ll be damn" Says Wesley while recovering from his surprise ,

"This will be fantastic" Thought wesley with a slight sadistic emotion

"I really picked him well" Thought Marcus

"Let`s begin" Yelled wesley

For the next two hours, the MC immersed themselves in the world of firearms. With Wesley expert tutelage, they delved deep into the intricacies of firearms handling. They meticulously studied the grip, the weight distribution, and the stance, striving for a seamless connection with the weapon.

Accuracy became their mantra as he slowly recover his skills , aligning their sights and squeezing the trigger with measured precision. Wesley discerning eye observed their every move, offering subtle adjustments to their technique. The MC soaked up every word and compared that to his memory, committing themselves to mastering the art of tactical shooting, sadly his body was not mature enough to perform most movements.

As the afternoon sun reached its zenith, the MC transitioned to the realm of swordsmanship. Their new mentor, Blade, greeted them with an stoic face. The training area exuded an aura of ancient wisdom, adorned with gleaming blades of different shapes and sizes.

Raymond`s eyes went wide because he knows blade he had watched the movies after all this brings up his hidden paranoia a little and a question has began to take root in his heart and mind

"If Blade is here what more there will be , i have to get stronger faster" Thought the mc as fear creeps into his very being

With Blade's guidance, the MC embarked on a journey of discovery in the realm of swordsmanship, previously he had always wanted to be a swordsman. The focus shifted from improvement to acquiring the basics. They spent hours practicing the foundational techniques, meticulously perfecting their footwork, and understanding the nuances of timing and balance.

Blade's teachings emphasized discipline and control, instilling in the MC a profound apreciation for the art of the sword. Though progress was measured, the MC absorbed every lesson with unwavering dedication, knowing that the path to mastery required a solid foundation.

As dusk descended upon the training grounds, the MC delved deeper into the realm of dual-wielding. Blade remained their steadfast mentor, guiding them through the intricacies of wielding two swords simultaneously. The MC learned the delicate art of coordination, understanding how to synchronize their movements and strike with efficiency.

The hour of double swordsmanship training pushed the boundaries of the MC's physical and mental capacities. They focused on adapting their footwork and balance to accommodate the dual blades. Each swing, parry, and block were meticulously choreographed, paving the way for greater mastery in the future.

The mc like double swordsmanship better as he felt that with this he can practice and get closer to the meaning of swordsmanship that is to kill

As the day drew to a close, the MC's body and mind felt the weight of the training, a testament to the challenges they had faced. But they knew that in their unwavering ideals and commitment to learning, they were building a solid foundation upon which their future growth would flourish. With Wesley Allan Gibbons and Blade as his guides, he embraced the journey of becoming a true martial artist.

Before going to rest the mc took a last look to the deck beside his bed, he was thinking about today , about the fact that if blade exist , what else is there , who else is there , he understands he is young and weak but does not mean he is feeling happy over it

If someday someone he tought fictional really exist and attack him , he would be unprepared so with that thought , he began to make a list with his future objetives :

Mc pov

- Establish and maintain a network of loyal informants and spies to gather intelligence and ensure constant surveillance.

- Identify potential threats and rivals within the criminal underworld and devise strategies to neutralize them effectively.

- Acquire and secure a vast arsenal of weapons, ensuring readiness for any confrontation or ambush.

- Establish a strong influence over key individuals and organizations, manipulating them to serve the my interests.

- Develop a comprehensive understanding of the new world's power dynamics and hierarchies, allowing me to exploit weaknesses and seize opportunities.

- Establish multiple safe houses and secure hideouts throughout the city, providing refuge and tactical advantages during operations.

- Cultivate an aura of fear and respect among both allies and enemies, ensuring loyalty and compliance through intimidation and calculated displays of power.

- Continuously refine combat skills and tactical knowledge through relentless training and sparring sessions with skilled mentors and partners.

- Master the art of deception and manipulation, using charisma and psychological tactics to bend others to the MC's will.

- Acquire and maintain multiple false identities and cover stories, ensuring the ability to operate undetected and under different personas.

- Establish control over key resources and revenue streams, such as smuggling operations, money laundering, and black market transactions.

- Exploit and manipulate the legal system and law enforcement agencies to protect the my interests and maintain an advantageous position.

- Develop a network of loyal and capable henchmen, ensuring a strong support system for executing complex operations.

- Expand the my influence beyond the criminal underworld, infiltrating and manipulating legitimate businesses and institutions.

- Establish a reputation for ruthlessness and unpredictability, making me an intimidating and formidable force to be reckoned with.

Mc satisfy with his list takes it up and then he hides the list on a secret place, after that he goes to sleep

Pov ?

In Egypt there is a a creature diving in the day , he shines as the ray of sunlight touch him , he then go and make a sound , for a moment the beast stopped what he was doing and look at another direction as he felt a faint connection with something

He shakes his head and continue with his daily activity