Chapitre 6: Monster
~~~Flashback: a bit after the creation of Tristram~~
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Domo arigato, Linnaeus here. (six years old).
Two years after the creation of Tristram, I spent my days in hellish Spartan like training. mastering not only the various usage of my demonic power, but forging my body itself to be a temple. After all, even with my immense processing power, I will never be able to reach Transcendence if I don't actually put in effort from the very beginning.
It was tough.
it was really tough.
I want to quit so many times. This was not the training a young boys should be performing. But the expectations I have placed upon myself for the future were so heavy that I couldn't help but persevere, and as a result I ended up in the abyss of training.
... No, no, I trained myself way too much, more than any 6 year old child have any right doing.
But for me, this kind of thing was absolutely mandatory for my future survival.
I want you to think about it.
Is the devil named Linnaeus strong?
No, I'm is not strong, in fact i am "weak". I was even born with 1/3 the amount of demonic power rias was born with. It took several years to close that gap.
If left alone without some sort of driving motivation, I would undoubtedly fall into an endless sea of procrastination.
I can practically taste the death flags just thinking about it.
For remedy, after I started training, I even had to beg Grayfia to make time out of her busy schedule to become my part-time teacher and monitor whenever she is free.
In terms of talent in demonic power usage, without the use of Tristram and other mental augmentations, I'm just barely above Rias. But then again, in the novel, Rias was considered one of the most talented in her generation.
However, someone like sairaorg, who is said to have no talent as a devil, became known as the youngest strongest with naught but effort alone.
So what would happen if I combined talents with never-ending effort?
Isn't it possible for me to reach the youngest strongest?
There is hope.
So I train and train and become stronger to break any and all death flags that dare try to show their ugly heads.
Fortunately, I was reincarnated into a ludicrous world that was only appear in anime, manga and novels as a member of a high-level supernatural race. I can do crazy training that I wouldn't normally be possible by mortal human logic.
――― So what kind of training did i do?
The answer was fixed. From Hunter x Hunter, Netero's 10,000 punches of gratitude.
10,000 punches a day nonstop until you hit 10,000, then you pass out.
And in between each punch, a prayer of gratitude.
It sounds absolutely insane right? not just the amount of punches, but the fact that one must pray in between each one.
A devil?
Praying?
What's more insane than that? That's like picking a fight with heaven. You're practically begging to get struck down by lightning.
Still, I will do it all.
The punches and the prayers. I will endure them all.
But, it is really impossible to do the total 10,000 because I am still a child, even with a ki filled body. But I don't really have to do 10,000 times a day, instead, I can cut it down to two thousand times a day. 1,000 times in the morning and 1000 times at night.
And with my training routine decided, I got to work.
First of all, in the morning, I use up all my demonic power, and from there, I tried to do 1000 strikes and prayers with the utmost respect and gratitude to the heart.
In fact, I limit myself by not using Tristram during the whole process. I only use it for self-analysis after the training is done. But also calculating the most perfect training regime for the next rep.
During the day, I study various things, from world trends, to magic, to aristocratic history and such.
And between all of that, I would always find time to play with rias. Subjecting her to a full dosage of Hikaru Genji.
At night, when my magic power had mostly recovered, I would repeat the process again. 1,000 times.
By doing this, i am be able to straighten both my body, and steadily increase my demonic power capacity.
My aim is to become a bodhisattva! !! (I'm a devil though)
The Devil's bodhisattva.
―――― unbeknownst to him, Linnaeus had placed himself under unconscious self hypnosis, become a total training freak.
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――Linnaeus Chandraneel, 6 years old.
Empty your heart, pray, hold form, strike!
Repeat!
Initially it took 5.6 seconds to complete a series of movements.
I spent more than two hours in the first day until I finished 2,000 hits in the morning and night.
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――Linnaeus Chandraneel, seven years old.
Total number of strikes per day increase to to 4000.
I hadn't realized it yet, but I had unconsciously started to master the usage of my Touki. accurately regulating it with each strike.
Initially, it took 5.6 seconds to complete a series of actions. But now, it is less than two seconds.
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――Linnaeus Chandraneel, 7 years and 6 months old.
Total number of strikes per day increases to 7,000.
My fists had reached the point of breaking stone and bending steel with little effort.
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――Linnaeus Chandraneel, eight years old.
The total number of strikes is increased to 10,000 per day.
Upon reaching this Milestone, I did not slow down. Rather, I was filled with greater motivation to push myself forward even further. Beyond the limits of a devil.
The fists clad with a thin but seemingly endless amount of Touki emanating from the depths of my being are now strong enough to even penetrate dragon scales.
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――Linnaeus Chandraneel, 8 years and 6 months old.
Suddenly, I notice something strange. Even though I finished 5,000 strikes in the morning, it was not time for breakfast yet.
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――Linnaeus Chandraneel, 9 years old.
― estimated time to throw 10,000 punches, one hour.
Instead, the time i have for calming meditations, and self-reflecting calculations has greatly increased.
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Finally, when approaching the age of 10, Lin's fist had left the world of sound behind.
On that day, a monster was born in the underworld.
"... Wait a minute, what the hell have I been doing?"
The monster regained its sanity.
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<Grayfia's perspective>
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It's been about four years since I started teaching the young master.
The young master, who will be ten years old soon, has reached one of the extremes of power.
To call him a combat genius would be an understatement. I haven't actually done much teaching. I simply give him pointers and some things, and he instantly learns, analyzes and adapts it to himself.
He even goes as far as to create new magical or martial arts techniques on the spot if needed. I don't even know how many techniques he has until he starts telling me.
in addition, his own bizarre training methods.
Empty ones heart, pray, hold form, strike, show gratitude.
Repeat!
Initially 1,000 times each in the morning and night, and finally 10,000 times each morning and night.
Seen from the side, it is the actions of a madman.
I watched as a devil who is supposed to fight with only demonic power, gain a new source of power by pushing his body to the limit.
But --- his actions beared fruit.
What irony, the extreme training of the body has stimulated the young master's "vessel" and now he generates and recovers demonic power at a rate that far surpasses the average high-level devil even though he was nine years old.
In addition, thanks to the dual strengthening of his body by his high demonic power and touki, just on a purely physical level, he is comparable to ultimate class.
It is unlikely that there will be a high-class devil who can beat him in close range combat.
On top of that, his control of both powers is simply superb, artistic, and dare I say, downright beautiful.
lately, I now have to clad my body in demonic power in order to come out unscaved.
This was after I was injured by him for the first time 2 months ago.
―――The fact that I, a Satan class devil, actually have to get somewhat serious when fighting a 9-year-old child, is already pushing the limits of sanity.
In my childhood, I used to be called a genius.
However, If i were nine years old, and i fought with the current young master, I would not even be given the time to use my demonic power, I would have already been punched into a wall several hundred meters away.
His combat powers are no longer at the level where it is can simply be labeled as something like prodigy or genius.
This monster... the young master may become the fourth super devil after Sirzechs and Ajuka.
And knowing how he always stares at my ass from behind with eyes not hiding a single piece of lust, my body trembles just imagining it.
Anticipating the day he surpasses me.
the day he takes me.
"... Wait a minute, what the hell am I imagining? I'm not a shotacon"
The shotacon regained her sanity.
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
Arnold_11
Arnold_11 I wanted to put this chapter in between the Magic and the gremory family chapter. You can just imagine that this chapter was placed in between the two.
also, sorry it took so long. I was in the hospital
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