3 Years Later...
As the sun begins to peek out from the horizon, a boy could be seen meditating on the shores of an island. As the Sun painted the lands in light, the boy slowly opens his eyes and stands up to embrace the beautiful scenery around him.
[Gotta admit, this sight never gets old](Ben)
It's been three long years since I have been born in this world and quite a few things have happened. For one, stories of how the grand line is a place of nightmares started propping up more frequently. Its quite commonplace to hear about pirates who venture into the grand line, only to return wounded and terrified. And to think these are the luckier ones who managed to escape.
Another thing that's changed is obviously,ME! After three years of growth, I have finally deemed myself fit to begin my physical training. My views on being a lone wolf has still not changed. I need to be able to fend for myself out there. For that I have to focus on these skills, foraging/hunting, cooking, combat and medical skills.
It is safe to say that I've got the basic first-aid skills nailed due to my experience as a Paramedic. Although I practice sewing every now and then in order to not lose touch. I am also planning to go under the tutelage of Ms.Miranda, the mid-wife who was present during my birth, regarding the various medicinal herbs, and how to concoct medicines.
For now I decided to spend my time building up a strong physical foundation. Every day after meditation, I would practice various stretches and perform all sorts of yoga forms in order to optimize my flexibility and to improve the extent of my body movements; a crucial step to be ensured to have a good foundation in physical combat.
After stretching I would begin sprinting as fast as I can until I am completely exhausted, then rest and meditate for half-an hour, then I would get on a hand-stand and then begin moving as fast as I can until I exhaust myself. I copied this training from the experiences of both Sanji as well as Maito Guy. The running is so that my legs can become strong enough to execute and withstand the burden of moon-walk as well as whirlwind-kick while the hand-stand is to improve my arm strength.I am honestly surprised by all the energy present in a child's body, I could stay active for hours and not get tired. Plus as my stamina and physical limits improve, it takes longer for me to get exhausted, which in turn enables me to push past my limits more.
Judging by the position of the Sun it should be well past 8:00AM, so I get up and rush to my home for breakfast. On my way there I greet all the villagers I come across. The villagers are used to my morning antics by now, and cheerfully greet me back. My house is attached to the bakery run by my family. I hug and greet my mom on my way in and quickly go to take a shower. After that I head to the dining table where I see pops reading a newspaper. I quickly sit beside him and begin gorging down on my food as I look around the house. I have to admit, my house is wayyy too normal. Just the bare necessities for a comfortable living and not an extravagant thing in sight. Just the way I like it. On seeing this my dad asks:
"So, how was your morning son?" (Benoit)
"Not bad dad. I only fell face first four times today."(Ben)
"...Uhhh is that a good thing?"(Benoit)
"uh yeah… kinda. Just wait Dad, one day I'll run so fast you'll only be seeing blurs."(Ben)
"Yea that's great but remember not to overdo it. None of what you said is worth it if it leads you to get yourself hurt in the end."(Benoit)
"Yeah I know Dad"(Ben)
I always enjoy having conversations with pops. He treats me like I am a grownup. Although it may be because I act mature for my age. The same cant be said for my mom tho-
"Aww did you finish your breakfast already sweetie? Are you still hungry? Here have some of the cookies that mommy made "
Saying so my mom all but shoves the cookies into my mouth. I don't even bother complaining and just eat up all the cookies. I guess all moms see their children as babies no matter how old they are or how mature they behave. It feels warm receiving unconditional love from someone who doesn't ask for anything in return. Especially now that I know the value of that love after losing it forever once….
Besides the cookies are damn good. I finish my breakfast and immediately rush out to train my combat skills.
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(Author's note)
Hello every one. Thank you very much for all the support you have shown me. Lo and behold my first moderately long chapter. The next chapter will be about mc's training. Let me warn you beforehand I'm no Jeff Cavalier from AthleanX thus my portrayal of training may not be accurate or as appealing. But it is a deed that must be mentioned as it paves a path ahead for our mc's slow life. So until then,Happy reading