outcome of training

Damian could be seen in a beautiful greenland pastures of flowers as he stared at them without moving for minutes just then everything started to die as the flowers started to wither.

Everything started fading a way as It was consumed by crimson red flames, the fire consumed everything in path, the fire soon reached Damian consuming him as well, but unlike the flowers he didn't instantly turn to ash or fade away. It consumed him slowly as he felt every bit if pain even his soul was crying out to stop.

After the flame had consume him he saw himself in another place as he laid on the floor. Just as he was about to standup he felt a very sharp and painful sensation on his finger, looking at them he screamed in pain and agony as they all started to rot and decay falling off one after the other before spreading to other parts of his body.

Time after time series of touture continued to taunt Damian with each painful than the previous he almost gave up I'm life, after about six years of touture.

[reality]

Damian fell on the floor with a pale look on his face as if his eyes had lost the ability to reflect light it was as pale as a Dead man's eyes.

"it's been six minutes in other words six years of touture for him, he must have been through hell." Damian said wiping the dirt off his blindfold as he covered his eyes with it.

************* The next day ***************

Damian and Gazeff could be seen sitting on the floor of valley.

"so Damian how are you feeling?"Gazeff asked. "don't talk to me."Damian replied with a cold look on his face. "is this how to talk to your teacher?"Gazeff asked as he raised his index finger from the ground as Damian's left hand instantly fell off.

Damian felt ever single bit of pain but yet he didn't scream nor cry. "Gazeff, why are you doing this?"Damian asked. "now you look so cute with that expression on your face, well as for your question it's part of your training, mine was a thousand times harder but yours seems just as efficient as mine." Gazeff said placing his hand on his pocket bringing out a pocket knife.

After inserting his energy into it the knife turned golden as he threw it at Damian's face who just spread his palm over his face as the dagger pierced through it but couldn't get to his face.

" maybe you're too broken, i mean you could have easily caught the knife but instead you let it impale you, why did you have to endure the pain?"Gazeff asked. "it's non of your business and beside it doesn't hurt." Damian said pulling the knife out with his teeth before breaking it.

"he's mentally broken, but"just as Gazeff was about to talk, Damian interrupted.". save it I'm not, when are we going to start my training?" Damian asked as he stood up from the ground.

"right now." Gazeff said snapping his finger causing Damian to fall into another hallucinating.