Post by keita on Nov 13, 2011 19:23:54 GMT -5
Yuudai had been alive for one day, and already felt the itch for training. He was really lucky that the planet he was on was covered in very large areas with nothing in them except for rocky cliff faces, because he would hate to be interrupted during such a private time. He would be doing many things during this training time, and because of this, people butting in on his training would be a bad idea. He didn't need someone sneaking up on him because he was tired from training. Although, it was going to be extremely arduous and tenious to get the level of training that he desired, because his body was near invincible. His muscles healed constantly, and because of this fact, it was extremely difficult to make Yuudai tired at all. Well, after a while flying to the desserted outskirts of literally nowhere, eh started by simply firing ki blasts off in the air and random directions until he felt that his Ki was depleting somewhat. As he did so, mountains were crumbling, being eaten alive by the amount of blasts that were popping off of Yuudai's hands. As he leveled the surrounding area, he judged that he had only used 25% of his overall Ki supply, so he would need to try again, but there was nothing left standing to destroy. This time, he would simply start ripping pieces out of himself, as to cause his rapid regeneration ability. This would cause quite a strain after a lot more tries, as maiming yourself and causing strain to your body was how you trained it, correct? Yuudai didn;t even know if this was working, as he started to feel signs of fatigue everywhere over his body. He felt his breathing start to become slightly more labored, and it felt like he was actually hurting his muscles. This was very good, because now he would be able to train under the condition of being fatigued, a true test. He needed to test himself to above and beyond his limits, to know exactly how much punishment he could take. Even though he was angry, and a bit childish, he was still very smart when it came to battle, so figuring out his own weakspots would be a great idea to train outside of a battle type situation in a controlled environment where he could just go to sleep and recover all of his wounds and fatigue. As Yuudai started to practice his martial arts, if you could call his wild punches, swings, and kicks arts, he was feeling rather good about it. His body could stretch to great lengths, and he had no bones to break and no muscle systems to exaust. His entire being was determined on the amount of Ki in his body, meaning that he would need to focus his ki, and try to gather more and more from the planet itself, or from his enemies. As he was throwing punches, he tuned the rest of the world out, and continued swinging his arms into the air as if they were silly putty. His body was the truly remarkable thing here, and his fighting ability would be greatly amplified by his ability to bend in spectacular ways. After a while of simply throwing punches, he turned to one of his actual devastating moves, his Energy Rain technique. Holding his blue hand up to the heavens, he quickly unleashed a flurry of 6 projectiles, each with it's own objective. They were going to cause him to use his energy, and stretch his ability to reform himself as far as he possibly could. Targeting himself, the projectiles went up into the sky, then suddenly changed directions, aiming towards his gummy body. As he twisted and turned, dodging the first two projectiles, a third one hit near himself, blowing the ground out from under him. Because he could levitate and fly, this wasn't a problem for him,a s he simply twisted his body into a corkscrew, making a projectile whiz by himself, blowing up more of the ground, making more dust. The other three projectiles rained down into the dust cloud, Yuudai now shrouded from any one else's view, if they were watching. The projectiles hit nothing but ground as Yuudai's body condensed back into his normal form, throwing the projectiles off of their previously intended course. As the projectiles were dodged, he was running a bit low on Ki, at only fifty percent of his maximum. He knew that he would need to sit down and meditate, gathering up energies from the inside of his own body, making sure that he was at peak mental condition. He was angry at a lot of things, including this rediculous training program, as it was simply his nature to be angry. He tried to channel that anger into gathering and increasing his supply of Ki, but after a little bit, it only made a half angry, half constipated look on his face, and the fact that he wasn't making any progress fueled his anger even more. He then started to channel energy for nothing in particular, just to keep it in his body. As the energy kept increasing in his body, but leaving his actual Ki pool that he visualized in his mind, he started to feel like something was happening. Red smoke started to shoot out of the holes on his body, mostly because of anger, in that he locked onto something that made him angry, such as floating out in space for a hundred years, and channeled the anger. He felt like he could summon up a lot more Ki than he thought he actually had, but this might have been an exaggeration because of how excited and full of hatred he was. As he calmed down a bit, he simply went to sleep, wanting to because he was tired. Not quite tired physically, but it was now night time, and he felt that he wanted to simply sleep, and dream. Although, he awoke a minute later, hopped up into the air, and then reached into his pocket. It was about time he ate this special chocolate bar he had been saving since he stole it from the late scientist that was trying to make a bio-android. He still didn't know what any of that stuff meant, he just knew that the machines had a lot of Ki in them, and he had taken advantage of it and absorbed all of the residual energy, jumping into the machine. He wasn't sure it would work, but it gifted him with his current body and power level, and he already knew that he was vastly more powerful than a great number of people on this planet. Although, there were always going to be more people that were more powerful than him. That would only last until he absorbed them, but to achieve this goal, he would need to train. There were stronger people to devour, assimilate, and eventually dominate. He didn't want to kill everyone on the planet like some other melevolent evil doers would want, as if there are no more people on the planet, than how would he get the much needed sustanance that he desperately needed? He assumed there were other planets to eat, but this one was right here, and required minimal effort on his part. He attempted to channel more rage, this time the gases that sprouted from the holes in his body coming a lot easier than normal, as he was learning to harness the intense rage within him. As he did so, channeling more Ki was pretty easy as well, and the growing Ki pool that he had in his body was a bit stressed out, and that signified that he had reached a new level of power.
