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In the beginning there was darkness. Swirling, twirling, circling darkness. Darkness here, darkness there, darkness everywhere. Black unending spirals that seemed to rotate for what appeared to be an eternity, what was eternity? what was time? . . . .what was even happening? Like a mouse trapped in a cage there was nowhere to go and nothing to get there with. . . only darkness. Swirling, twirling, circling darkness. Darkness here, darkness there. . .
Pill successfully integrated with reishi biology, beginning neuro-synthesis. . .
The word of god permeated through his thought, his voice. . . .her voice. . . .its voice robotic in tone, but words that spoke life into his very being the moment he heard them. In an instant a small window punctured the darkness and he allowed himself to fall into its inviting light.
And just like that he could see, rather it was the first movement that came to him naturally. The darkness peeled away to reveal a world of bright color, too bright at that as he found himself shutting his eyes from the irritating brightness. Instinct guided his muscles and he found his hand moving naturally to shield his eyes, it was only then he felt the resistance. Slight, like moving through liquid. . .
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Easy there subject #0, diagnostics are still running. . .
The voice of god echoed from an unknown location, almost simultaneously sensation flowed through every sinew of his being and he could feel. . . .himself, every limb, appendage, muscle, hair follicle and cold. . . .all encompassing cold like the icy waters of the ocean itself.
Diagnostics complete, host is fully calibrated to their new vessel.
At those words the cold seemed to drain from around him into the floor beneath him, leaving a soft gurgling sound as it emptied into the pores of the steel floor beneath him. Exhaling sharply through his lips as his feet touched the cold steel of his little cell. Allowing himself to open his eyes a second time he observed himself first, touching his legs with his fingers before letting them cascade upwards across his thighs and torso all the way to his chin and face.
Good, it seems you're well accustomed to your new body. Time is of the importance so it is imperative that we begin your training immediately. You are allowed one question before your cage is opened.
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"My name. . ."
An awkward silence followed moments later before the voice spoke again.
You are military combat unit #0, Kum0.
Kum0, he found his lips parting slightly as a pleasant feeling coursed through his body. Safe to assume that whoever he was, he liked that name. . .why else would god call him that? It was a fitting name nonetheless.
{TECHNIQUE LEARNED}Name: Imperfect Step Class: Stepping. Tier: I Type: Supplementary Range: 0-100m Description: Having witnessed a shinigami perform shunpo, Kum0 has created his own variant of the technique. However, in the process of training it he ended up creating something else completely. Imperfect step allows the user to move at stepping speeds but sacrifices their ability to move faster than the eye can follow (an otherwise typical trademark of the step he witnessed) as such though the user moves quickly, their movements are easily readable if not downright predictable as any opponent with a keen eye would be able to keep up with them and respond. When this step is used the user leaves a trail of dark blue afterimages behind them about 10m long.
Drawback: Additionally the user must exit out of this step 5m before their targeted destination or risk their momentum carrying pushing them too far.
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The soft click of his door opening would be followed by a soft hiss as his door slowly came off his hinges and Kum0 allowed himself to step out the cubicle pod thingy and into what seemed like some sort of . . . .laboratory.
A large one at that, walls as high as a stadium's surrounding him from all sides, mixtures of blues and blacks perforated with rows of screens, each containing unfamiliar faces in white coats as all of them gazed down at him in an eerie sense of awe. It was only then that Kum0 became aware of his lack of . . . apparel.
Subject is sentient and mobile, releasing loadout cell.
Another soft hiss as the floor around him seemed to slide together to form another cell, as its door opened Kum0 noticed there were some garments inside, a sleeveless black vest with some boxers and shorts that stopped just below the knee. Upon pulling these clothes out of the cell the voice would speak again.
Please step into the cell, we will transport you to our evaluation unit for your training.
Without so much as a second thought Kum0 stepped into the cell, the metallic doors closing behind him as he stared blankly at the window of his new cell. Unquestioning acceptance mixed together with curiosity, whatever god had called him out of the darkness form it was certainly something that required he be stronger than he was now.
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His little cubicle didn't carry him very far, melting into the ground it carried him through the mesh of metal and wiring with the speed of an elevator, within seconds it would slowly rise into a new area. More circular than the last room, though just as large, this room had more wear and tear about it, dents marred the wall and lines, some crusted red with blood, scarred the metal as far as his eyes could see. As Kum0 stepped out a red light flashed as a loud, horn like sound halted him in his tracks.
Is something. . ?
It appears your neurosynthesis diagnostics were slightly inaccurate, the robotic female voice spoke once again. An error on our part, your transfer to this new vessel has caused a slight regression in some of your proficiencies
An awkward silence once again enveloped the room as Kum0 stood, awaiting whatever new orders his god would give given this new information.
Nothing that cannot be remedied now, rather than train you we will have to re-train your weaker proficiencies to standard, your training regimen will have to be continued at a later date.
Kum0 nodded as a dentist chair, laced with tubes and gizmos began to rise from the ground near him.
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Please sit, we will begin with your reiatsu control proficiency.
As he sat a group of about 5 people, wearing gas masks and cloaked in white approached rather quickly, without so much as a word they strapped him into the chair before proceeding to inject multiple tubes into his body which they would attach to a machine that also rose from the floor they were standing on.
The aim of this purpose of this excercise is simple, you are to improve your reiatsu output. If you would note the machine you are attached to. . .
Kum0 turned his head to look at the machine, unable to make heads or tails of any of the buttons or readings barring the pressure gauge that stuck our rather awkwardly. This machine contains a lethal dosage of poison, once in your system it will cause you and your vessel to deteriorate at an unsalvagable rate. This machine will attempt to pump the poison into your system using pressure. Your objective henceforth is a simple one, keep the poison out by using your reiatsu to match the machine's pressure, pay attention to the gauge though. . . . the pressure with which the machine will attempt to pump the poison into your body will gradually increase.
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With those words the machine would click into life, the valves and cogs pushing and turning respectively as the pressure slowly began to build up.
One final thing, you are not allowed to break the machine either, doing so will result in your vessel exploding from the uncontrolled pressure, your control must be precise if you are to survive.
With those final words Kum0 would give a nod of understanding. He should've been afraid, his life was on the line here and failure was not acceptable, at least not by god's standards, he should've, at the very least, been somewhat nervous. Instead there was only a gritty determination to please his god. He would show himself worthy of his existence.
The machine gave an audible beep that heralded its first assault, Kum0 allowed himself to close his eyes, not panicking, instead searching inside himself for the information he already knew he had as to how to expel his reiatsu. His body would respond immediately to his probing, releasing a small kick of pressure when he finally his the right mental cue.
The pressure reading on the gauge flickered back and forth slightly in response before resuming its gradual climb.
Allowing himself a few more 'test bursts' to feel out his new body Kum0 began to fight back the rising pressure in the machine. Initially there was a little back and forth on the the gauge as Kum0 felt out the machine with his pressure, allowing it to build up slowly before bringing it back down with a timed burst here and there. It wouldn't take him long to find his rhythm and it was only a matter of time before the needle of the gauge ceased to move.
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Good, you seem to have gotten the feel for your reiatsu, the voice cooed with approval. Increase the pressure to level 2
A wave of discomfort washed over Kum0 as it spoke, the needle on the gauge spiking up almost immediately forcing him to spike his own reiatsu purely out of instinct. This was a lot more challenging, the pressure pushed into his body a lot more forcefully this time, as if hollowing out his insides so that the poison could seep in. Forcing his reiatsu required a significant amount of effort, not just to stave off the pressure from the machine but the slow drip of the poison as it slowly began to advance through the tubes towards his body.
Gritting his teeth slightly, Kum0 willed out his reiatsu in waves now, more trying to keep the pressure at bay than actually maintaining any sort of balance, his main aim merely to keep the poison from even touching his body. His muscles began to tremble slightly against their restraints. He would have to treat this an an excercise in and of itself, flexing his reiatsu like a muscle to counteract the pressure like a weight, the concept seemed to click within his understanding and it wasn't long before his body gradually grew accustomed to the pressure and Kum0 found a steady rhythm to keep the pressure at bay, the needle showing that whilst the pressure had increased somewhat it wasn't enough to kill him.
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Impressive, you were quick to respond and adapt but what happens when the pressure only grows in intensity. . .
Like a slave paying heed to its masters bidding the pressure would surge once again, this time pushing Kum0's own reiatsu so far within himself it threatened to burst out of every pore of his body. Panic set in soon after as he felt the cold trickle of poison beginning to eep into his body, the reaction almost instant as his body began to grow more and more nauseous.
It took all his grit to simply force the pressure back, unable to keep his eyes on the gauge, the needle far more to the right than it was to the left but not quite at full capacity. Surprisingly tears began to well up in Kum0's eyes as he struggled to keep himself alive, he could feel himself slowly slipping, the poison had yet to be fully injected into his system but he was already beginning to fade quickly.
Emotion overcame calculated response and Kum0 burned with adrenaline as he released the reiatsu in a powerful surge. . . . only to be cut short by a mild electric shock.
Remember, the ominous female roboto voice chimed, you cannot break the machine you must be precise.
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Precise!
Half roar, half plea,the desire to impress his god melded with his sense of self preservation into a mixture of fear, dedication and confusion. In that one moment of weakness. . . .Kum0 hesitated. His reiatsu disappeared and the poison flooded his system, pumped like water from a hydro electric dam into his vessel, a tickling sensation only grew in intensity as he found himself slowly fading away. Surely this wasn't it? surely this wasn't how he, the chosen one by god would meet his end? was he inadequate?. . .
Kum0. . . .
Was he unworthy? Kum0. . . .
He could feel himself slowly sinking back into the darkness. . . Kuuuuuuum0000000000
He couldn't go out like this, not to a simply reiatsu control training machine in the middle of some unknown facility to some god who's face he had yet to. . .
KUM0!!!. . . .
Jarred from his train of thought Kum0 immediately noticed the nauseating feeling coursing through his body had dulled, not gone, but not as intense as it was in the seconds prior. The room suddenly grew dark as a ghostly spectre of himself danced along the walls and across towards him. Finally got your attention Jesus! the fuck does a man have to do to get noticed here?.
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Who. . . are you?
His white haired doppelganger smiled coyly.
Straight to the point eh? I always liked that about you Kum0. . . .silly me I meant liked that about us.
Us. . .
You and me, me and you together forever yadda yadda. Jesus man you're near death not high as a kite
I CAN'T FAIL, MY GOD. . .
Easy there fella, think about what you're saying here? your god? do you even know where you are? what you're doing? what your purpose is?
Kum0 simply stared at his white haired clone blankly, he hadn't the answers to any of those questions. The white haired Kum0 merely laughed.
Jesus you're hopeless, not a clue how to help yourself either. Well, I'm guessing your god or whatever probably has the answers you seek.
As he spoke the white haired clone slowly began to advance towards Kum0, stopping just centimeters away from his chair. Now that he was closer Kum0 could clearly see that this was a like for like version of himself, identical to the tee and the dot, the only exception being his hair which was an ashen white and the tribal tattoos that visibly marked his facial features..
And since I won't know until you know, that means we gotta work together.
The clone smiled as he leaned in, gently caressing Kum0's hair with a hand.
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Just don't tell anyone about it mkay? its our lil secret
As he spoke he pulled Kum0's lips towards his, drawing closer as he did so, despite the awkwardness of the situation Kum0 allowed himself to be drawn in, feeling a surge within himself as their lips ghosted each other momentarily before touching.
His eyes shot wide open, almost immediately the area around him began to shake violently as his reiatsu surged to new levels, the pressure that once invaded his body so forcefully now non existent as he expelled the poison from his body, the straps holding him down coming undone as he flexed his reiatsu over and over again. The surge was definitely something new, this all was to be honest, but it felt so. . . .empowering, he was sure it was related to his white haired clone and that. . . . Incredible, it seems we underestimated your potential
As the voice spoke the white coated mask rats swarmed around him with their notebooks, some pulling the tubes from his body, others scribbling down notes and murmuring amongst themselves. Kum0 slowly felt his body for any open pores or wounds, to his surprise he found there was no damage whatsoever. . . what the hell had just happ--
Diagnostics show significant improvement in reiatsu control proficiency, prepare the subject for the next phase of training
One of the mask rats approached with a needle in his hand containing a red colored serum, as he injected Kum0 the mod soul would feel a soft hum as whatever damage the poison might have wrought on his system slowly ebb away. As they began to back away a door would open for them to exit and a single black robed scientist with an ebony mask would replace them.
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The two locked eyes for what seemed like an eternity before the masked doctor stretched out his hand, a panel of keys forming at his fingertips seemingly out of thin air as he typed with a gloved hand. The metallic floor around Kum0 began to move in response, the plates and panels sliding over each other as the room reconstructed itself, physical training equipment and tools appearing as one panel flipped over to reveal rows and rows of needles, each with a unique serum. A massive treadmill, hooked to what looked like some sort of high tech generator emerged from the darkness of the moving tiles.
The next part of your training will focus on your stepping proficiency. The machine you see before is a treadmill connected to a generator that will generate energy the faster you are able to move and the longer you able to maintain movement at high velocity, should you slow down however. . .
As the metallic voice spoke the black doctor cautiously moved around Kum0, attaching a number of tubes in his chest, arms and legs before ushering him towards the treadmill to which the mod soul would oblige. Before the mod soul could step on however a sharp painful shock coursed through his body, like thousands of fiery ants all biting inside him at once the black haired subject couldn't help but grit his teeth slightly in pain.
A shock will be administered, should you stop completely the frequency of the shock will be increased drastically. This is as much a focus on endurance as it is speed and finesse.
I do not recall ever learning a step
Kum0 finally blurted out. A sharp silence remained, one so thick it muffled the awkward breathing of the black masked doctor near him who was conducting what seemed to be the final set of diagnostics on the machine Kum0 was about to step on.
That is not of our concern, our records indicate you have already had shinigami contact prior to training, you will simply have to recall the encounter as best you can. One final thing. . .
Kum0 was stepping onto the treadmill as the voice began to drone off.
The man beside you is one of our doctors, should your vessel be unable to withstand the duress of this training he will revive you until you are able to. Failure is not an option here Kum0.
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No sooner were those words spoken than the treadmill would jolt to life, moving at a steady jogging pace that Kum0 could keep up with and maintain quite easily. The black doctor taking a few steps away before summoning his panel of keys with a free hand and noting down what seemed to be observations and analysis. For the first 30 minutes the treadmill kept a steady speed, increasing in small increments. As Kum0 cast an eye on the generator for the first time he noticed a bar. . . .rather a bar shaped gauge filled with smaller bars varying from green at the bottom to yellow in the middle and red at the top. Currently he was only at the green as the bar rose and fell slightly showing only flashes of green. His objective power output was marked just where the yellow touched the red bars, causing the mod soul to swallow slightly at the sheer speed he would have to generate in order to reach that level.
"The generator converts your kinetic energy to power, the faster you go the more energy you generate", the masked doctor spoke without paying him any mind.
That was right, not only maintaining speed but increasing it would fill up the generator much quicker.
"Do bear in mind though, you have to maintain any new speed you gain otherwise you'll be shocked so. . . "
If I rush things without gradually increasing my speed. . . I'll burn out and die from electrocution.
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That definitely made things a lot trickier, as if in response to that very thought the treadmill seemed to pick up even more pace, his jog now a half sprint, such that the mod soul would have to abandon whatever conversation he was having purely to focus on running. A couple of glances towards the generator showed a lot more visible green bars this time, no where near yellow but a good enough chunk to keep Kum0 motivated.
Not allowing himself to rush or tire, Kum0 steadied his breathing. Allowing himself to find a steady rhythm with which to work with, with time his breathing became less haggard and more efficient and it wasn't long before he could slacken the gate of his stride with a little more comfort whilst maintaining his current velocity.
As if sensing this the machine picked up intensity once more, this time turning the mod soul's little half sprint into a full on dash, so much so that the mod soul struggled to keep up, even tripping a few times before clumsily catching himself. The machine was unforgiving however, sending wave after wave of electric energy every time he dared even think about slowing down.
"You're approaching your peak velocity". the masked doctor would say apathetically, "anything beyond this point will require. . . "
Another jolt of electricity made sure Kum0 would never be able to catch that last word, gritting through the pain of each shock the mod soul willed his body to find some sort of rhythm and stride, glancing over to the generator he saw the green bar full now and beginning to tread into the yellow area in little spurts, a little arrow mark indicating he was halfway towards his specified output.
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Thoughts came in small bursts now as his breathing grew haggard, he could barely feel the electricity coursing through his body now as a mixture of fatigue and pain melded together to form a lethal painkiller. He couldn't give up now, closing his his eyes the mod soul searched his mind for any fragment of a memory of his encounter with. . . .with who?. . . who was it that had. . .that had. . . taught him . . .to. .
His eyes slowly began rolling into the back of his head.
"Catch me if you can, Kum0-kun!", she said as she darted past him into the forest. Letting out a childish laugh the younger male gave chase as she rounded a nearby tree. Following suit the male would find only the emptiness of the forest facing him.
"GOT YOU", a voice came from behind as she tackled him into the ground, the two of them falling into a pile of leaves nearby as she burst out into laughter.
No fair, Kum0 cried out with an annoyed look, you said would teach me that move so that we could play tag together
Rolling over him so that she was now sitting on his stomach she gently reached over to caress his face.
"This isn't for playing tag Kum0, this technique is serious. . . the way its used and.. . how its used. . . you don't want that. . . any part of that."
Kumo frowned slightly, it wasn't like her not to smile, to be fearful. . . it wasn't the first time he'd brought it up either. His mouth twisted into a petulant snarl. Swatting away her hands he pushed her off him.
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The sudden crash of nearby trees would be followed by the low roar of something. . . ominous. . .Kum0 could feel its hungry aura steadily approaching them. Suddenly he was being hoisted on to her back and mere seconds later they were away.
What was that move! he nearly cried out in amazement as they appeared some ways away from the aura. Cutting himself off when he saw the serious expression on her face and the way her body angled towards where they had just come from.
"I have to go back Kum0", she said drawing her weapon.
But
"I promise you I'll come back and play okay?. Please. . . wait for me here" BUT I CAN HELP I--
"Don't be silly", she smiled at him. . . .a pure. . .perfect smile, leaning down to kiss his forehead and just like that. . . she was gone.
Kum0's eyes shot open for what seemed like the 4th time that day, rather it seemed he had regained consciousness at that point rather than actually having closed his eyes. His mind finally whirring into gear as it put the pieces into place. Her image unfading from his mind now he began to run.
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Energy flooded his entire being, similar to when he met his white haired clone but at the same time. . . .different. This time it seemed to focus on his legs, as they began to. . . move faster. There was no logical explanation for it, like he was almost skating on the treadmill, his feet felt light. . . almost weightless. Glancing over at the generator he saw the bars of yellow, now more visible than they were last time, pushing towards the red but even then still a few bars short of the total output required.
I promise you I'll come back and play okay?. Please. . . wait for me here
You always said I needed to be more patient with you. . .sadly i'm done waiting. . . it's time for me to catch up now
He willed, pleaded, demanded if not downright commanded his body to go faster this wasn't it, this was not his limit. Not by a long shot, he only had a face to go on, no name, no clues. Finding her, whoever she was, was a daunting project, like running up a mountain with no sight of the peak, but he wouldn't give up. This wasn't his limit, it was just another setback he needed to overcome.
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His legs seemed to pick up even more speed as he spoke, the ghostly apparition of her face ghosted in and out of his peripheral view, her smiling face beckoning him to take the next step forward.
I CAN GO HARDER THAN THIS
As if in response his body surged forward at a new speeds, speeds he didnt even know he was able to reach, the treadmill was a steady river of black beneath his feet now which he could barely see with his own eyes. His eyes rose to look at the generator, just in time to see the yellow bars cross into the the red threshold, but still just centimeters off his intended output. They were demanding more.
He would give them more, even if he burned out in the process he would give all he had and even give even more. Pushing himself to the very brink as he watched the bar slowly but surely rise towards the marked area, the red arrow flashing green as the red bars finally lit up beside it and continued to rise even further before reaching its platue just a couple of bars higher.
That would not be enough, Kumo continued to will himself not to go faster but simply to maintain this new level of speed. It was almost exhilarating to a degree, like he was flying on his own legs. You little cunt. . . you didnt tell me this is how it feels. . .to fly --
A life truly worth living for is a life worth dying for.
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His thoughts immediately interrupted by the sudden shift in the treadmill beneath him as it began to slow down, he with it. Even when it stopped he could still feel the humming as the last dregs of energy left his legs. The masked doctor beside him typing furiously on his keyboard as he compared the multiple tabs of notes he had open.
"Incredible you were supposed to have. . . "
You should know better than to underestimate combat unit #0's capabilities doctor, this is the 2nd time he has demonstrated his resilience. the female robot voice chimed in once again.
"But still to master a technique. . . under such intense duress. . . "
Unable to read the man's face due to the mask, Kum0 couldn't help a small smile escaping as the man approached him almost reverently. Kum0 swore he could here the man mutter incredible under his breath a couple of times as well as he injected him with a healing serum. The fluid easing through his body as it began to heal his wound
Impressive progress Kum0, we will now begin work on your final training. Doctor.
Immediately the black masked doctor would begin to back away, panels sliding apart behind him as he stepped into the darkness.
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