Practice

I laid down directly, with sweat coming from every part of my body.

Even after practicing for a month. It still made me as tired as yesterday. Even more tired, if I looked at the pressure, it had put my body on.

Every session was a trip to the edge of collapse, but I had done that every day three to four times. Sometimes, even going five times.

It had been seven months, and I had gone past a thousand circles, but far from breaking through this absolute limit.

I would need more time. I don't know how much, but it won't be quick.

Though it won't be decades like most people. It won't be even a decade, that I am sure of.

Buzz!

I was lying, resting, when my badge buzzed, and opened the mail. It's from Prime Volsnorth.

When I read the content of it. A smile couldn't help but appear on my face.