Training starts

[Ren Ekkehard's POV]

After eating breakfast and letting it get digested, Dad took me to the backyard saying it was time for training, I noticed that he was quite pale as if he just experienced a traumatizing experience after the 'little' reprimanding of my Mom about going too hard on my training.

I just laughed a little and let him took me to the backyard as I took a wooden shortsword with me that fits my current age and body.

When we arrived at the backyard Dad told me to stretch first so that my stiff body can get loosened up.

I started my stretching, I made sure to take my time to properly stretch my body

After I finished stretching Dad nodded at me and told me my first training session for today

"First up run 10 laps around the backyard"

My eyes widened a bit as I heard his words as 10 laps is very hard for a kid my age and the backyard is literally as big as an half court and because I'm a child it is much bigger in my eyes.

"Dad isn't 10 laps a bit overboard? Didn't Mom tell you to take it easy on me?" I said hoping that he lowers the times I need to lap around the backyard

"What are you talking about? This is pretty easy to complete, I mean I do 500 laps around the backyard as a warm up and I don't even break a sweat" My Dad said in a tone that I could've sworn as a smug tone

As I was about to complain again he spoke up again to me looking at me a bit serious

"And didn't you want to become just as strong as me? Complaining about hard and impossible tasks will get you nowhere other than becoming a weak boy and I want my Son strong, Someone who will be able to defeat me one day." He said looking at my eyes that looks very serious

My eyes widened as I heard of his words, I slapped myself internally as I remembered my conviction to get strong.

'What am I doing, Why am I complaining about this when this is not even the tip of the iceberg of the hardships I will face in my path to become strong. Remember what is the consequences of being weak REMEMBER!

I closed my eyes as I remembered my past life:

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[FLASHBACK START]

"Shut up brat you are nothing but a leech in our family!"

"You got rejected by the university that you applied for Smith, [---------] Got the scholarship" I remembered the principal's nonchalant voice as he told me that, soon after that I found out that [-------] Got the scholarship because of his father's connections and that the scholarship was supposed to be mine. My opportunity to have a better life was destroyed because I am weak.

"Did ya bring our money?" Bullies said to me and as I spent it on my school project I had nothing to give them and they beat me up because I was weak.

"Here's your pay hurry up and get outta here" My boss in my past life said as he paid me lower than what it was supposed to be And I couldn't speak up for myself because I am weak.

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[FLASHBACK END]

I remembered various of memories as my hate for myself for being weak soared to the sky and my will to become stronger is like a raging flames that will destroy anything in its path

I opened my eyes that is now full of conviction and I looked at my Dad my eyes brimming with determination and a hidden anger for myself, My Dad looked a bit surprised at my look as I spoke:

"I'm sorry Dad, I will do my utmost best from now on" I said in a tone that shouldn't belong to a child as I started to run around the backyard

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I was laying on the ground as I was panting very hard, In the end I did 23 laps before I fell on the ground out of exhaustion, after that I learned from Dad how to hold a sword as he made me swing my short sword a thousand times to familiarize myself with it after that he told me to dodge the stones that he will throw at me so that my instincts and perception can develop, though he did go pretty easy on me in the for a bit but after seeing I was getting accustomed to it he decided to make it a little more harder. After that we did more trainings that hits all my stats.

At the end of it I was laying on the ground with my body sore all over as I panted as if my life depended on it.

I noticed Dad coming to me and spoke to me in a proud tone

"I'm surprised that you completed your training today, everytime I train you, you quit halfway through. And I thought your motivation earlier would go out after I trained you and you will quit, but you completed it and I'm very proud of you Son" He said in a pretty surprised and proud tone

"Hehe... I need to get stronger... To achieve my goal..." I said as I was out of breath

In the corner of my eye I saw something shining on my Dad's waist

"A Vision...?" I muttered but it seems like Dad heard me and said

"Oh yeah you never saw this on me so you must be surprised" Dad Said

He grabbed his vision out of his waist and showed it to me, I saw the light blue light of the Vision with the symbol of Anemo

"This is an Anemo vision, basically it lets me control the wind freely as long as I have enough control and Elemental Mana" Dad said explaining it

"Elemental Mana?" I spoke in a questioning tone

Dad then proceeded to explain it to me not forgetting to brag about himself here and there

Basically every being has Elemental Mana in them it is something like a stamina that you need to train to use your Vision, In simple terms it is like mana that you need in rpg to use skills but the skills here is the vision but an interesting fact is that as long as you haven't unlocked a vision then you won't be able to feel the Elemental Mana in you or around your sorroundings apparently by unlocking a Vision you can increase your Elemental Mana by exhausting it though most people stop when their Mana is around 30 percent as they experience tiredness and a huge headache.

Also there is apparently 5 ranks of proficiency of vision holders

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Rankings:

Archon

Mastered

Advanced

Expert

Novice

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These rankings is officialized by the rulers of each nations in the past and the way that they could rank each vision holders rank is by a device that was made in Fontaine research institute, In order to rank yourself you just need to let your mana flow to the device and depending on the color that it shows that will be your current rank.

Light blue is for Novice, Green is for Expert, Orange is for Advanced and Red is for Mastered and if the device breaks then that means you're an archon class. Though no one has actually reached the Archon class before except for the Archons obviously

Anyway after I cleaned myself up I went to my bedroom and layed down to rest, Dad left the house to go to the guild and do some commissions as it was in the afternoon now and that was the time Dad usually go and do commissions and Mom was pretty busy doing some chores. I tried to help but Mom said that I should just rest up.

As I was laying down I felt a sense of drowsiness as I slowly started to fall asleep soon after that I blacked out

[James Ekkehard/Dad's POV]

I am currently walking to the adventurers guild as I was remembering what happened earlier when I trained my son Ren.

After I reprimanded him and told him to stop complaining about training he seemed like he was remembering something as he closed his eyes for a few seconds and when he opened it I saw a face that didn't belong to a child but from a man that experienced a lot of things I also didn't miss that anger and hate within his eyes

I mean I am pretty happy that he is finally taking training seriously now but I am a bit puzzled as to where that anger and hate come from as I'm sure it wasn't directed at me but to someone else.

I shook my head and decided to leave those thoughts for later and I decided to go and do a lot of commissions today and bring home dinner from The Good Hunter as that was their favorite

[End of POV]

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A/N: Thank you for reading! I edited some stuff in chapter 2 as I felt a bit of things lacking. Anyway thank you all again for reading please do keep supporting my fic and be patient with me as I am still new to writing and can't fully express what I want to show you all. Please give me some tips to improve my writing skills I promise I will try to improve and deliver a much more good story.