“Ren, Ren, can you hear me?” I sat up, “Ren, you’re back, thank god.” “What do you mean? I was always here.” “No you passed out and then you were healed." “Oh, yeah Sensei that's because-” A voice in my head whispers “Don’t tell him.” “Because what Ren?” “Nothing I just healed but passed out because of energy output.” “Okay then, now you will be learning how to use a katana.” “A Katana?” “Yes, follow me.” Sensei takes me to the school building, and opens a small compartment door, I see a bunch of Katanas, and other weapons “Wooooah!” I say as I hold a Naginata, “No Ren, a Katana.” “But why a Katana Sensei?” “A Katana because it fits nicely, it’s fast, strong, and tactical, now speed is good for you because it makes it good for split second choices. Strong because you don't have the heavy physical muscle to match a Grade 0 titan yet, but a katana condenses your rare 1% Neutral Energy into a microscopic, razor-sharp edge. It allows a fourteen-year-old kid to cut through steel walls using pure concentration instead of brute force. And tactical, well tactical relies on you, now learning to be tactical is going to be one of your main goals, if you are tactical you can make opponents stronger than you lose, because if you learn the other opponents abilities how they use them, how they work, you can dismantle them completely before they even realize they've been caught in your trap.” “Ok Sensei.” “Nice, now choose a Katana.” I look at different Katanas, I eventually look at a Katana with a black handle and guard, with a sleek sharp point, “I like this one.” “Alright then this is the one.” Me and Sensei walk outside, He walks me over to some targets, “Okay, so now I am going to make it so that Katana is bound to you.” “What?” “What I mean by that is we are going to take your blood, do a ritual with the sword and the sword will come to you when ever you want or it will have a different effect now this is very hard and a low chance of succeeding and no longer common for your information, shall we begin?” “Yes.” Sensei grabs my right hand, he pulls out a knife, and makes a small cut on my palm, then he grabs the Katana and holds the knife upside down above the bottom of the handle until blood drips onto it, after that he starts chanting in a language I don’t understand. “Okay Ren, the ritual is done! But we don’t know if it worked.” The voice in my head speaks again, “Call to it, the ritual worked." “Come to me!” The Katana soars through the air and lands in my hand. “Woo-hoo, but how did you know?” “Just instincts.” Sensei looks at me “Ren, is everything okay?” “Yeah, why are you asking?” “Nah, you were just behaving a bit weird.”
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