Chapitre 7: The Simp at Training
{A/N: Y'all, I don't know why but I'm kinda tired of writing in 1st POV. I feel I can do a better job of writing if I write from either the 3rd or Omni POV. Should I stick to 1st or change it up?}
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Getting out of what I now call the Inter-dimensional Soul Displacement Device, or ISDD for short, I once again activate <Absolute Secrecy>.
Walking into the shallow river, at least I thought I walked into it, my foot touched the surface of the water as though it was touching nothing but air.
My foot being submerged in water was the same as Silver Surfer from the '07 Fantastic Four movie emerging out from a building wall as though he was popping out from a rip in reality. In other words, when submerged in water, my entire being did not affect the water whatsoever.
'Where the hell is my body at? Is this like Hit's Time dimension? How the hell is this even possible?!' I say thinking about how ludicrous it is.
Eventually, I emerged from the water and out of the Hall of Ancestors minutes after waking up.
A woman was waiting outside the doors for me when I had come out. She relays a message that the king had matters to attend to and she will be my escort and guard during my stay in Wakanda. The woman's name is Emoni and she is a part of the Dora Milaje.
Remembering my time about the history of black Panther in the comics, the original purpose of the Dora Milaje was to give the current king a wife.
Each noble family in the cults would send their best-looking daughter and train her in many ways of fighting and the best of these women would become the king's wife.
'Now that I think about it, Bashenga hasn't mentioned his wife. Oh well. I'll just go and train with the best fighters of this place.'
It's getting pretty late. Maybe sleeping will be a pretty good thing for me right now. Even though I don't need it, I still like it.
Emoni leads me to a building close to the skyscrapers but is far away enough to be secluded about half a mile away. According to Emoni, my new building is on par with Bashenga's.
To say I was satisfied would be an understatement. What I am feeling is akin to an everyday person being gifted their very own villa in the hills.
Situated on the southeastern side of the city, my villa sits on a very big hill with many houses built atop it. The hill grants a very beautiful view of the setting sun and the cityscape.
Inside my villa is a group of male and female servants. The females are drop-dead by mortal standards but are still beautiful.
Not really paying no them no mind, Emoni leads me to a room where I immediately jump on the bed and sleep.
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Waking up early, I stretch and call for a servant to get my bath and clothes ready. However, the servant girl upon seeing me stands frozen with a shocked expression on her face.
Seeing where her line of sight is fixated, I look down at my groin and am met with a 10-inch morning wood.
I chuckle aloud.
'This servant is amazed at my godly 4-foot frame's morning wood. HAHA. Maybe I can get her to 'take care' of it.'
"Oh no!! I'm sorry um… miss— what is your name?"
The servant girl just stands there still shocked so I just wave my hand around in front of her face.
Realizing what she had done, she quickly gets on her knees begging for forgiveness. I step in close and assure her it is fine wan and would like her to know her name. She says her name is Naja.
She makes the mistake of lifting her head and gets smacked in the face by my hard rod. Her nose was buried deep in my sac. Naja instinctively inhales a lungful of my godly unwashed ball musk and sweat. Feeling her nose buried, my rod tenses up and down and smacks her nose.
Surprised at how heavy it is, it causes Naja enough pain to snap her out of her stupor.
"Ah! Ow, that hurt," Naja exclaims holding her nose.
"Haha. That means you should get my water ready for me to bathe." I say, laying back down with my head gazing up at her.
Looking highly disappointed, she goes and sets the clothes I'm supposed to wear and towels in the washroom.
It did not take long for the water to heat up. Twenty minutes later, I am fitted in attire similar to a God of Destruction.
'I wonder who thought of giving me these clothes. I'll check later.'
Inspecting my clothes, I found them similar but the key differences are that I don't have pants and only a black lion cloth with leather straps covering my groin.
The golden bands on my wrists, ankles, neck, and biceps have opal gems lining them with changing hieroglyphs moving about in erratic patterns. Kind of similar to The Rock's Black Adam suit.
(Pic Here)
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After an hour of walking to get to the training grounds and being escorted by Emoni, we arrive and are greeted by Bashenga who is currently engaged in training with a woman I had not seen.
I can see that Bashenga likes training with this woman because he is smiling like a fool in love.
Not wanting to intrude on whatever they have going on, I take a seat twenty feet away on a bench used for resting. About three minutes into observing their movements, the muscles throughout my body start to heat up.
My brain begins to fog up. I don't know what is going on but I trust my body.
A fervent heat so great, my body steams at how much it is giving off. A transparent film of red light envelops my entire being. A power that seems a bit familiar festers in my heart and then spreads throughout each of my limbs.
Bashenga and the woman start to heavily sweat while still fighting. A certain spark was in each of their eyes.
A spark of people crazy in love.
As I keep observing, my body moves on its own and begins to perform the moves and techniques they are doing.
'Huh? Okay, my body starts doing things on its own. Is this an epiphany? The EVO virus does have the property of perfect muscle memory but this is next-level sh*t!'
Within minutes, the muscles in my body have perfected the techniques so much that it's as easy as breathing when performing it.
Knowing this chance of epiphany won't come often even with my <13th-Level Intellect> perk, I do something I think will make a big difference in my fighting style later on when fighting set.
I summon the Blades of Ma'at into my hands. Looking at them properly, I can say these are a beauty.
There aren't any major differences in the blades since the Egyptians use swords called khopesh; they're curved swords. The differences lie in the hilt and pommel.
The guard of the swords is of a golden falcon and hawk's heads. Their eyes glowed blue and red respectively. The pommel being the talons of the birds clasped around the chain's link.
The hilt is interesting part is the fact that it is divided into three colors: red, glowing opal, then black. These repeat three times. All in all, besides the aesthetics, the blades are identical.
Closing my eyes, I envision myself performing a series of moves by Kratos. With my photographic memory, I can even recall everything in my past life.
Therefore, recalling all of Kratos' moves and other fight scenes, I can perfectly replicate them.
Getting into the battle stance Kratos is known for, the first move I will train in is the *Plume of Prometheus*.
By stepping forward and swinging my arm left arm, I throw the blade forward as both the chain and the blade are ignited. I do the same to my right. As I recall the blade back, I spin once but pivot on my right foot.
When I pivot, I let both blades extend behind my back until they reach the ground. Once on the ground, I grip the chains and slam both blades forward onto the ground. Creating a small explosion of fire and a 5-inch crater in the ground.
'Damn!!! This move is powerful even in basic human evolution. Though my blade gives me a 3x boost, this is still crazy. I haven't practiced my divinities or anything and it's this strong?' I say in my head, thinking about all the opportunities and ways I can get stronger.
Not spending any longer on such frivolous thoughts, I resume my training. The next moves I practice are renamed versions of Kratos's move set: Egypt's Fury, Ra Ram, Egypt Ascension, Spirit of Imhotep, Ra's Fury, Underworld Rage, and the Cyclone of Order.
{A/N: YouTube "Kratos move set". I'll add more later on when Horus uses other weapons.}
All of these move sets heavily rely on motion more than they do on exertion. If you can exert enough force and can move an object without losing its momentum/force, you'd be a hard mofo to deal with. And no, I'm not talking about you aikido mfs.
One thing about Kratos is that he is one smart bloke. He's able to figure out advanced puzzles and problems within a fast amount of time. Though, his rage and revenge were a problem.
I think he was in the Top 10 smartest people in the GOW universe.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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