Author : Double chapter.
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[Seiji's POV]
(1 month later)
I went to the Flower Mansion to take a break and to have a medical check-up. While going on missions, I never sustained an injury other than occasional overexertion or muscle fatigue, so this medical check-up was for my general health than anything.
Other than my high blood pressure, there was nothing wrong with my health. Though Kanae told me to get more sleep as I was going through puberty.
Speaking of puberty, it was finally in full force and what can I say except, it was weird as fuck.
The most noteworthy change in my body was regarding my dick. Yes, you heard that right, my dick. What was noteworthy exactly you ask? Well...
My dick was ginormous.
I think.
At least it was the biggest it had ever been in both of my lives. I thought it wouldn't be that big, maybe even smaller than in my past life, because Japanese or Asians in general were not known to have huge cocks. At least that's what I've heard.
But I was genuinely surprised. I wouldn't share the exact measurement because that's only for my future wife to know but know that your boy was blessed in this regard.
I personally thought it was really cool.
Another thing worth mentioning was my explosion in height. I was 5'5 feet less than a year ago but today, I stood proudly at 5'9 feet. I was already taller than most people here.
My eyes allowed me to follow the changes in my body in detail so although I couldn't hear it, my voice got deeper along with the growth of my larynx.
But much to my dismay, I have been having no luck in growing my hair. I couldn't grow a moustache for the life of me so my dream of having a small beard like a goatee seemed to be moving further and further away.
Yet I was only close to 15, so I still had hope.
My growth also came with an increase in strength. With the right diet and careful/scientific exercise with the help of my eyes, I was growing the perfect muscles.
And I think that's where the positive ends. Puberty was a first for me even including my past life but everything went well. It was messy in many regards, wet dreams are a pain, hormone imbalance was a bitch and acne made me want to cut my face.
But all in all, I was managing nicely.
I just couldn't wait to grow my hair.
I spent nearly a week in the Flower Mansion and this time, Shinobu was sadly not around most of the time.
I just spent the days helping Kanae and constantly refusing her proposal for a spar and teaching me Flower Breathing.
Please Kanae, I respect you.
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(1 month later)
I finally mastered Wind Breathing as much as I could. Like I said before, Wind Breathing was similar to Thunder Breathing in the sense that they were opposite to my fighting style so mastering it took a while.
During this month, I finally had the privilege of visiting the Swordsmith village. I was blindfolded and guided - not carried - by a female scout from the Demon Slayer Corp.
For the record, the blindfold did absolutely nothing as I used my eyes to see through it. Therefore, I knew exactly where the Swordsmith Village was located.
Travelling took a day through terrible terrains and places not accessible to normal humans but in the end, we reached the place without a problem.
The Swordsmith village was located between tall mountains which were all somehow surrounded by Wisteria trees but in a way that did not make it obvious. There were also heavy guards starting from about 10 kilometres away from the village.
It was located near a lake from which the villagers fish and access water.
When I came into the village, I immediately visited my old man Hatori and he was extremely glad to see me. He immediately asked me if I had come to retrieve the katana I gave him but I laughed and told him no.
Hatori repaired any flaws in my Odachi and praised me for my ability to maintain the sword. He welcomed me as a guest and we finally had time to have proper conversations during this time.
At one point, I brought up my idea of having a bow and arrow and we went on a long discussion about it. How would a bow and arrow help me?
At first, it might seem like a completely ridiculous proposal since demons required beheading to kill them fully. But with the poison Shinobu was developing, it would be more than possible to kill a demon with an arrow.
But still, the cons might outweigh the pros.
The only thing I knew was I definitely could kill weaker demons from kilometres away without having to run to them one after another. It can also be helpful when dealing with demons who have the ability to escape by teleporting a certain distance, like Gyyoko upper moon five.
Also, there were times when I failed to reach demons before they killed civilians. In those times, I wish I could have some form of projectile attack.
I spent a total of three days in the Swordsmith village. I used the time to rest and enjoy the hot springs. I also picked up some smithing skills with my absolutely broken eyes.
My eyes were helpful in making swords as well and I could see the best metals and also find out parts that contain impurities and adjust wrong alignments.
All in all, my visit to the Swordsmith village was productive and the time was well spent.
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(2 months later)
A Hashira meeting was called again and everyone else attended like usual except for Shinjuro. The reasons for his absence were unknown but the other Hashrias were clearly upset.
But the meeting commenced like usual. It started with a statistical report where it was said that we lost a total of only 12 members of the Demon Slayer Corps.
Ubuyashiki thanked us and said it was all of our hard work that his children were safe. I and the others could not help but feel a sense of pride. We had much to improve upon but it was great knowing that we were making progress.
They also released the performance of the Hashiras again with me being the one with the most completed missions and Gyomei having the most kill counts this time. Suffice it to say, Sanemi was pissed that he was not on top.
There was also a sharing among the Hashiras again about their encounters as they reported things that they thought were important. I usually remained silent during this time because I still lacked the insight they had.
Killing demons and completing missions were what I was good at. Strategic thinking and proposing ideas to improve the organisation as a whole were things I was really not good at. You can't be good at everything I guess.
One interesting thing discussed during the meeting was the end of 'Demon Tribes'.
Yeah, the year when demons got together into different groups as a new survival strategy to counter the emergence of multiple Hashiras was called the year of demonic tribes.
And it has finally come to an end. The demons realized that working together was not helping them, instead, it allowed us to slay them easier as they gathered in one place. So they stopped.
The sighting of demons in groups plummeted and we decided to allow more individual missions to the lower ranks again.
Also, another lower moon had fallen at the might of Gyomei, the Stone Hashria. Ubuyashiki expressed his gratitude to the strongest Demon Slayer.
With all of those and some more, the meeting came to an end.
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Four months have passed.
[IMAGE]
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Auhtor : 1 year timeskip left to go. I will finish them in two chapters.
[Seiji's POv]
[2 month passed]
I have deemed it to be impossible for me to learn the eleventh form of Water Breathing. I did everything correctly, I followed the right breathing pattern, and I could perfectly imitate Giyu's movement.
But what I could not copy was his selfless state. I did not know how he did it, but it was impossible for me to completely erase my fighting spirit.
There had to be at least something in you while fighting, it could be hate, it could be excitement, hostility, fear or any other emotions. It was impossible to not feel anything, at least that's what I think.
If you did not feel anything, what was even the point of fighting altogether? What makes you move against the enemy? How could you harm something without at least feeling anything?
It was psychopathic behaviour.
Eventually, I came to the conclusion that Giyu was able to fight even after erasing all his fighting spirit due to his immense sense of duty. It was a sense of duty that came from his traumas.
It made him move and get the job done even when he was not feeling anything, like a robot that was programmed to complete a task no matter what.
'Dead Calm.'
That was the name of the form. I guess I had to accept that I was not the only one who was incredibly special. Giyu had something in him that I could not replicate even with my eyes and all my genius.
Hopefully, though, I will be able to achieve the selfless state normally if I ever awaken my Demon Slayer mark.
Just for the record, I had absolutely no intention of ever awakening my Demon Slayer mark. The reason was pretty obvious, I didn't want to die at the young age of 25.
So that meant I had to be significantly stronger than the rest. I would have no unreasonable powerup in the middle of the fight so I always had to be superior to my enemies.
The training continued. My swordsmanship was impeccable but there were always new ways to improve.
I changed my training style a bit and focused on one breathing style for a week, and then I focused on another in the second week and so on.
Demons were never-ending. You truly realized that when you were slaughtering them every single day.
It really did not matter how much we kill, they would always multiply. To stop this war, we need to kill the demons from the root which was Muzan Kibutsuji.
Then again, that seemed even more impossible.
So I trained and train and train and train. I got stronger and stronger and stronger. My techniques got more and more refined, and my skills increased day by day.
My experience stacked up to build me up as a warrior. Each error and mistake shaped me to become a killing machine as pain moulded me into the bane of demons.
Not only that, I was also naturally growing stronger as I aged. I was certain that I was easily the second strongest Hashria by now, only below Gyomei because he was just built differently.
As I grew taller, I stopped strapping my sword on my back. Instead, I constantly carried my sword in one hand. This helped me draw my blade faster and also provided me with a non-lethal weapon as I used my sheathed sword as a blunt weapon.
I gained the habit after I had to carry supplies on my back. Then I realised it was much better when I was constantly carrying my sword, sheathed or not, instead of strapping then on my back.
So most of the time, you would see me carrying a long-ass sword in one hand, sometimes using it as a cane as I hunt down demons.
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[1 month passed]
I took it easy during this month. I spent the time travelling across Japan, constantly keeping an eye out for that one home in the forest where Tanjiro lived but still, no success.
I visited Rengoku in his home again and I spent some time there.
We trained together and I also learned that Shinjuro's depression was getting worse. He was officially a bum, a shameful shell of his former glory. All he cared about these days were complaining and drinking wine, just like how he was portrayed in the anime.
He barely completed missions and refused to attend Hashira meetings.
It was honestly a sad sight to see. I was considering asking him for a spar or at least asking for teachings to improve my Flame Breathing but as he was now, it was not possible.
He refused to even teach his own son, telling him that he would never be as good as people like me no matter how hard Rengoku trained.
I stayed with Rengoku for a few days. We trained together and cooked giant meals which we enjoyed after each training session. I also got to meet his cute little brother who thought I was literally the coolest guy ever.
Hahaha, it was nice to have a young admirer. They were so innocent. It made me want to be better to not disappoint them.
After leaving, I visited Giyu and then Sanemi. I ended up helping them in thier missions as well and asking both of them to spar with me.
Of course, we only used thier respective breathing styles while sparring and in the end, I won both sparring sessions. Rather easily.
I spent one whole month doing such things.
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[1 month later]
"Gyomei Himejima, please take me under your wings." I said and did a 90-degree bow to probably the only human stronger than me.
I've learned Flame Breathing, Thunder Breathing, Water Breathing and Wind Breathing. Now it was finally time to learn the last breathing out of the five major breathing styles which was also known as the strongest breathing style.
If I was Thanos collecting the infinity stones, this would be the final stone.
"I'll be honoured, Seiji." Gyomei replied as a small stream of tears fell from his eyes.
So, that's it? I asked myself. It was easier than I thought.
I was expecting some challenge like Sanemi but I didn't know Gyomei was chill like that. Nevertheless, I smiled and thanked him.
I had been delaying learning Stone Breathing because I wanted to grow physically first so that I could complete the training Gyomei would give me. But now I have grown enough.
Standing at the height of 5'10 feet, my body was filled with compact muscles that made sure that I was no longer inferior to any of the Hashrias in terms of strength.
"Take care of me." I said with a nod.
"Same to you." Gyomei replied.
And so, my training in Stone Breathing began as I went under the wings of Gyomei Himejima.
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[2 months later]
Water Breathing taught me to be formless and shapeless like water. Adapt to your enemy and find a way through them, whether it be flowing over them, around them, or under them.
But then Stone Breathing's like, Nah.
Stone Breathing taught me to stay true to myself and never falter. I was not meant to change or adapt to my enemies, instead, I should crush them all with unyielding force.
Be an unstoppable force and an immovable object.
I could not comprehend for the life of me how these two breathing styles even derived from the same Breathing.
Stone breathing emphasised strength and endurance. But unlike Thunder breathing or Wind Breathing, it did not focus on bursts of stregth instead, it focused on continuous application of strength.
It also emphasised on momentum - that is, utilizing the momentum of each strike so that as the battle went on, I would become stronger and stronger and last in a drawn-out battle. I should be like a boulder rolling down a mountain, gaining more force the longer I went on.
The training started much like how it started for Tanjiro, I had to push a giant boulder - even bigger than Tanjiro's - and learn to stay under a weight waterfall.
The waterfall training was meant to build my endurance and also sharpen my persistence which was what Stone Breathing was all about.
The boulder-pushing training was meant to teach me the concept of constant application of force. Basically, I did not have to have the burst of stregth to move the boulder. If I stayed persistent and applied force on the boulder, over time that would build up and naturally move the boulder.
While pushing the boulder, I learned that it's not about using a single burst of energy or power, but maintaining a steady and continuous exertion of force. This was akin to the idea of endurance and persistence—constantly applying pressure, rather than stopping and starting, ensures steady progress.
This part of the training was the most tricky one and it took me nearly a month to complete them. But after that was done, the rest of the training was a breeze.
There were no forms I could copy from Stone Breathing as it required the use of weapons other than a sword. But Gyomei took his time teaching me about the basic concept of Stone Breathing and also showed me examples of the forms that I could copy.
He even referred to a Stone Hashira in the past who used a giant claymore to help me. In the end, other than the constant breathing of Stone Breathing, I had to recreate the forms to fit me.
But with all my mastery over breathing styles as a whole, I was able to create forms for Stone Breathing pretty easily.
After two months, I learned everything i could from Gyomei. Stone Breathing proved to be the hardest breathing style I'd ever learn.
I think this one would take me years to fully master.
But for now, I could say that I had learned all of the five major breathing styles.
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Hmm, the idea of beating Muzan Kibutsuji still felt as impossible as ever. I thought it be a little different after I learned all the breathing styles but nope.
Well, like all the past MC's before me had said,
More power.
Six months passed
[IjoynE]
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Author : Bro, I'm binging Megumi Waifu Catalog 'Potential Man' and haven't written shit. I don't think I will be able to do so until I finish all existing chapters.
It's been a while since I found a fanfic that caught my whole attention like this so I just wanted to share my joy.
500 stones and get another chapter. The next will be the last time skip, I really want to get this over with and go straight to Mitsuri arc.
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