The Adam's Territory
Adonis' Mansion
With the peaceful morning of the day, along the amazing songs from nature, a young man stood within the training grounds... swinging his wooden sword relentlessly.
"...Ha..!! Ha..!! Ha..!!.." He swung his sword amidst heavy breathes and a blurry vision. He felt dead, yet he still swung nonetheless.
He had been doing this for over an hour now. And the motion of swinging was mechanical to him at this point.
Yet he still did it. Each and every day, for the past two months, he did this self training to perfect his swordsmanship to new heights.
"Ha..!!"
Everyday, after experiencing two hours of being abused and beat up by Sixth, he would rest for a while, and do this practice by himself.
"Ha..!!"
At first, it was quite hard, and took only a minute or two before he fell back down and collapsed. Only to wake up within his room.