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Hunter X Hunter: Grounded
🕑 Added 2020-08-28 22:03:52 +0000 UTCChapter 8
Title: Thank you Miss Jackson...
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As my Nen takes the properties of both dirt and rock, I stop my Nen from gushing out and uncover the cameras again. Making it seem like an accident. Though they might have still seen me, after all, I am not 100% I have found all of the hidden cameras. That is the reason I didn't do this in the balcony or bathroom. After all, seeing me do that would seem more suspicious, especially if someone knows Nen in this organization. They will be able to see my Nen from the recording…
Anyway, that is unimportant, I need to play around with my Nen some more. That is bound to destress me and help me forget about the literal torture that I go through in this organization.
I am confident that I can pass the toture test and go into other training and not experience such tremendous pain anymore, after all even though I have moderately gotten used to the pain it still hurts. But… I want to try to train my Nen under torture, it surprisingly has amazing results. If I wanna keep my growth consistent I will need to keep pursuing the next challenge, if I stop or get lazy I will stop and stagnate.
I will need to continue growing, I don't have such a grandiose goal like to save the world or anything like that. I simply want to be stronger because I like the feeling and even in my first life I was never satisfied with what I had. I always wanted more, though that was mostly materialistic things. People say that people can be rich in personality, but to me that isn't going to be a thing.
In my first life, I never gave a beggar any money. Because I know that those people who beg aren't really sincere and probably make more than the one who gives them money. It is like a business, beggars make quite some money, especially in a densely populated place.
On here, I honestly just want to be selfish, I understand that power in here is like money in my past world. Someone can't ever have enough of it, I mean some people have so much money that they can't spend in multiple lifetimes. But they will always want more, I am a simple man with simple desires. I was never anything special, when I died I was 20 years old. My house was in the northeast section of *******, where all the villas are, and I was not married. I worked at different odd jobs to make some money, and I always got home every day by 8 PM at the latest. I never smoke, but I did drink occasionally, if there was a special event or something like that.
I was nothing special, from birth till reincarnation. I am not sure if I even died in my first world. I did only go to sleep after all. Obviously this isn't a dream or anything like that, I am lucid thinking and can make logical conclusions.
Well anyway, let's see… how do I train Nen next. Maybe I should try learning some of the more advanced techniques. Specifically the ones who I can study in relitive quietness.
Hmm.. IN should be good to start with. It is an advanced form of Zetsu, but it allows to hide one's Aura. It doesn't stop the Nen, it just makes it invisible, it can be countered with Gyo.
This technique will also be perfect for sneak attacks. Hmmm… let's see then.
I use Gyo to concentrate Nen, but instead of using it like it is usually used in the eyes, I use it to gather Nen in my hand, and then I use <Cheap Dirt> to make it have the properties of both Dirt and Rock. While at the same time turning my Aura into a golden brown color.
Slowly I make it seem like a transparent glass as my Aura takes the properties of Rock. I try and use Zetsu, not on myself but the Aura in my hand. I use it for the Aura to contain itself… but insted the whole Nen in my hand gets irregulated and goes inside my body.
Damn, I accidentally used Zetsu on my hand. Let's try again.
This time, I just look at my fist. Not caring about the cameras around me. After all, in the worst situation they will most likely think that I am just acting edgy or something.
Slowly, a small part (15%) of the Aura in my fist turned invisible. I could still feel it there though and control it.
But due to my excitement, my concentration sliped for a split second, immediately dispelling my IN.
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One month later since I started IN and I am currently in my room. My Aura surrounds me and I use Ren, to make in explosively burst out, giving me a boost in physical stats. But I just use <Cheap Dirt> to make it have both the properties of Dirt and Rock, I then harden it to take the properties of rock, making it seem like a golden brown glass armour around me.
Slowly I concentrate and… the 'armour' around me becomes invisible. I smile and try to see how long I can hold it.
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One hour, that is how long I could hold IN around myself. Nen truly continues to amaze me. Every time I learn something new, I become even more excited for the next big thing in training Nen. I have determined that I am good enough at it. It surprisingly didn't take a lot of time to learn this technique.
Now I can also use all of the basic techniques of Nen under torture. But really though, once I was able to concentrate and be able to use one. The others came pretty easy, after all, I already know them, it was just a matter of concentration during torture.
Anyway, I am planning for today to be my last day of torture training. I will just not scream during my torture training session and be done with this. Thankfully my will has been tempered to be like steel due to the torture and I have kept myself sane, keeping my anger and emotional outbursts from getting out.
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I just walk towards the torture room. Kids are already in front of the door. Soon should be my turn anyway.
Anyway by the smell it seems like it is the turn for burning torture training.
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It doesn't take long for my turn to come. I just enter the room, and the same woman who had been torturing me for so many months now, EVERY SINGLE day. She has been torturing me. I have not a sliver of hate fpr her, but neither am I found of her. I just don't let pain guide my emotions. I have killed her countless times in my head.
Thilough she always has a calm look on her face. I sometimes wonder if torturing kids is her dream job.
Anyway, this time, there is a metalic bed lying down in the middle of the room and a barrel full of builing oil.
I just go down and lie down on the table. She ties me up and gives me a rag to bite down on. She then takes a cup of boiling oil, slowly starts pouring it along my legs.
I twitch a little, but there is no sound coming of me. Even though it feels like my flesh is melting, I don't even think about the pain. I am trying to train Gyo, concentrating parts of my Nen to different parts of my body. As expected, I can do it perfectly.
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Twenty minutes later and no noise comes of me. Even though my skin is now red due to the heat of when the oil is pored. I know that this will not cause any permanent damage because it will heal by tomorrow.
Suddenly the clock rings and the woman looks at me surprised. I just look at her dead in in the eyes.
*tu* I spit out the rag in my mouth and into the ground. I look at the woman and say. "I will be going now miss Jackson."
I could turn a small ammount of my aura into stone and use the sharp edges to cut my belts, and get up then start walking away. Ut there must be a lot of hidden cameras around so that would be dumb.
So I just pull a piece of glass hidden inside my pocket and cut off my restraints and get up from the table.
She seems surprised at this, but I just take the small glass out of my pocket and put it on the ground as I walk outside. "Thank you for teaching me so much miss Jackson."
And I walk away, I don't want to stay one more day in this room. Finally tomorrow I can start real physical training and learn how to fight.
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I just walk down to the receptionist and ask. "So, what will my new schedule be?"
She looks ta me with a nonchalant look on her face. "Wake up at six in the morning and meet up in the yard. Lovro will train you and a number of other recruits."
I just nod at this. I already know that groups of all years from the students in here are gathered for a marathon around the estate.
So I just go to my room. As I lie down in bed, I feel a little pain when my abused skin touches my bed sheets. But in comparison to torture this is more like an itch.
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I spent yesterday with only minimal training. I want to be prepared for today, and as I went outside I saw students gathered around, I just looked around. It seems like I am left out, everyone already has their own group of friends… but then I see something that truly surprising….
Is that…
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