Bab 5: Chapter 4: Training, Tales, Triumphs
After reaching home, Jaxon felt like an ant at a picnic, surrounded by towering giants at the dining table. His dad and half-giant mom loomed above him as he tore bits off a massive piece of meat. The awkwardness of the situation was palpable, but Jaxon was too hungry to care. Training had drained him completely, and he felt like he could eat a whole cow.
As he devoured his food, he couldn't help but marvel at his own resilience. For a three-year-old, he was incredibly strong and sturdy, a testament to his giant genes. Healed from injuries at an astonishing rate—broken bones mended in a day, and cuts disappeared overnight. If he ate well, he could probably heal even faster. This was nothing compared to the monsters of the sea, though. Those with Zoan devil fruit powers could heal in minutes. Still, he hoped to improve even more as he grew. He was also extremely sturdy—he once fell from a cliff about 30 meters high and survived without a single fracture.
Jaxon chuckled at his dad's tales, feeling a mixture of excitement and envy. Loid's adventures were the stuff of legends, filled with battles against formidable foes. He described how he fought other pirates and marines, earning a bounty by blasting a marine rear admiral who had eaten a devil fruit into the sea.
"So, there we were," Loid began, his eyes gleaming with excitement, "right in the middle of the Grand Line. We'd just plundered a marine base—nothing too fancy, just some supplies we needed. Suddenly, out of nowhere, this marine rear admiral shows up. Guy had some crazy devil fruit power that turned him into a gigantic squid."
Jaxon's eyes widened. "A squid? Seriously?"
"Yep, a squid," Loid confirmed, nodding. "But not just any squid. This guy could shoot ink that exploded on impact. Nearly sank our ship. But then your old man here," he puffed out his chest, "had a brilliant idea. I took one of our cannons, loaded it with a special explosive shell we'd found, and shot it right at the Rear Admiral's face. Boom! Next thing we knew, he was flopping around in the water, and we made our getaway."
Jaxon started laughing along with his mom and dad as his dad described his funny adventures, excited by the battles he faced. He felt it was very cool. His dad told stories of his captain and crewmates' strength and of being chased by a Marine Vice Admiral.
Jaxon couldn't help but be impressed. "That's awesome! But how did you manage to outrun a Marine Vice Admiral?"
Loid grinned. "DADADADADA! That's the funny part. We didn't. Vice Admiral Gilbert himself showed up not long after. He was like a walking fortress, so strong even our captain couldn't touch him. We were cornered, about to be captured, when suddenly, a typhoon hit. It was like the sea itself decided to save us. We barely escaped with our lives."
Jaxon laughed. "Sounds like you guys had some serious luck."
"Luck and a bit of skill," Loid said, winking. "And let me tell you about the time we ran into a group of rookie pirates. These kids thought they could take on the world. Their captain, some hotshot with a bounty just over 100 million berries, challenged us to a duel."
"And?" Jaxon asked, leaning forward.
"And we accepted," Loid continued. "Turns out, they weren't half bad. Their captain had some interesting moves, but in the end, we showed them why you don't mess with experienced pirates. Sent them packing with their tails between their legs."
Jaxon chuckled. "I can't wait to go on adventures like that. Maybe one day I'll be strong enough."
Loid ruffled his hair gently. "You will, Jaxon. Just keep training and growing. One day, you'll be a force to be reckoned with."
Jaxon smirked, a glint of determination in his eyes. He was ready to train harder, become stronger, and make his mark on this world.
The next day, Jaxon woke up to find his dad still asleep. Not one to waste time, he decided to get his morning workout in. He pushed through 500 pushups, 500 situps, and 500 squats, and topped it off with a 50 km run. By the time he was done, his muscles screamed in protest, but the satisfaction of a hard workout washed over him. He calmed his breathing and thought about his past UFC fights and the moves he had perfected over the years.
Getting up, he walked over to a large tree and began practicing his punches and kicks until he was completely exhausted. He collapsed onto the grass, breathing in the fresh air. If there was one thing he loved the most about this world, it was how invigorating the air felt—far superior to the polluted air back on Earth. As he lay there, he felt the fatigue melting away, and within 10 minutes, he was back on his feet, ready for more.
He nodded to himself, all smug and satisfied. The training was a real pain, even for his old self, but now he was breezing through it like it was nothing. If he really pushed himself, who knows what he could achieve? He was starting to feel pretty good about his body in this world.
Sure, he wasn't exactly in the same league as legends like Kozuki Oden, who apparently wrestled bears with boulders at four and tossed his nursemaid across rooms as a baby. And don't even mention Big Mom, that's a whole other level of monster. But hey, despite all that, he had to admit he'd made some progress. It's not like he's slacking off, right?
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