John had memorized the different methods and practiced it for some times. He found that his body was already balanced and he just had to let one part of the body become stronger and the other part would remain as strong as the stronger part as it had to balanced. He did not have to care about the inner organs or the brain cells and he could indeed become strong. Although his consciousness was not dependent on the brain, the body and un-controllable muscles like the heart.
John lay down and let his finger keep burning as it would keep healing and let his body become resistant to heat. His body had become stronger and resistant against he heats and he was happy. He stole some iron from the savages who tried to attack him and let it act as a weight on his finger. He had let it become denser and his finger kept breaking and healing. He was indeed going to become stronger and he will remain strong. He rose to the air and it was a method he found to use his power. He could fly and let items be controlled as a flying sword and let it act like telekinesis. He had many ideas of creating powers.
John was lying on the sofa with left hand with the weight. He kept eating the meat with his right hand and he looked at the sun. He was really happy with the peace. Peace has a lot to do with the state of mind but for a being living in the world it had a lot to do with the situation you are in.
John looked at the man who had come to him. He had come along with two children. John looked at them and stood up. He took the sword and pointed at the person. He had changed the sword such that it appeared flashier. He was strong enough and did not have to care about the practicality of the shape and he wanted to fulfill his fantasies. Well. He decided to fulfill it as long as it did not affect his peaceful life.
The man came to him and bowed down. John looked at them and the man said, "Viscount Roger has sent you an invitation sir."
John took the mail and sighed. This world confused him. Sending an old man along with his children or grandchildren to send me an invitation by the great viscount confused him. He knew that he was taken casually as this was not a formal occasion. How hard is this world?
John nodded and said, "I will come in due time. Inform him that I will be there."
The man said in a serious manner, "He is viscount Roger."
John looked at him and said, "Say hi to viscount."
The man took his knife and asked, "Are you trying to provoke the viscount?"
John remembered that he was supposed to remember that he had to respect the lords. He could not face the lords now and lose his peaceful life and he did not want to have much complications. He looked around to find that no one else was following him. he smiled and looked at them and melted their bodies to liquid. They had died. John let it separate to different particles and let it go into the deep parts at the root of the tree. John sighed and destroyed the letter. They did not come here and he did not know them.
John sighed and sat down. He was really sad and could not accept that he had killed some children. He had killed some savages and bandits but the problem was that they were soldiers or combatants. He had killed children. He sighed and lay down to calm his mind. He sighed at the game of fate. He had become someone like the ones above the people who cared not of the people at the bottom. John laughed out loud and continued eating the food. He liked being in this state and he did not care about morality. It was not him who created the morality and why should he follow it. No one shall break my peaceful life.