The 6 Months Gone By

After a few hours, Heian Ciemnosc moved to a gym, so to speak. Tania was waiting for him, and he would have some good ol' close-combat training, which he only knew to do in the most basic and instinctive terms. Besides Tania, Grietta would be there, the young woman who, with her fiance, willingly let herself be fucked in front of him for 'his sake' of learning adult-to-adult conversations.

While Tania was a master of close combat quarters, she was also a great energy Art user, so to speak. She could fight like the craziest of battle masters in the world, but she could also fight with equal cleverness and agility with her Arts, long-distance and within a spaceship. Which was the requirement to enter and stay in the Crimsonbreaking Faction. One’s proficiency would eventually increase with time passing by.

Grietta, on the other hand, was simply the ‘master’ of body tempering. And if there was someone better than her, it could only be those in the highest steps than her, older and with a history of descending from a family or power specialized in such. Because for the same kind of people, she is already equal to or even slightly better than them. And that was something to be commended because although Heian Ciemnosc didn’t know the different forms of time measurement beyond what he already knew, he could tell millions of years' worth of heritage shouldn’t be rare.

As such, those two together would make Heian Ciemnosc learn more about his body, learn movements, tactics, and attacks, and garner experience from some of the most fantastical, incredible warriors worldwide. Besides, Heian Ciemnosc was hinted at by Alyona that he’ll get to see kittens fight every day as a demonstration for the sake of his learning. She really spoiled him.

Slid step step. Step! Step!

Heian Ciemnosc went into the gym. This one was designed to be small but still had enough room for sparring partners to fly— float for Heian Ciemnosc —and bash each other left and right without a care for their personal well-being. Yet, as soon as he stepped into the gym, from the sides of the entrance, the two beauties stepped into his view with arms crossed and scary eyes. How they looked at Heian Ciemnosc made him feel like a lamb amongst prey…

“Alyona said we can’t touch your body or grab you however we want when sparring. Who does she think we are?” Tania began, her face scrunching up a little before relaxing and looking at Heian Ciemnosc, her face calming down like a beast hearing its tune or seeing its preferred raw, tasty, bloody, and foul smelly ton of flesh. Then Grietta added after nodding her head, “Mn, there’s also no nakedness, so we can’t even get comfortable to fi- spar better.”

Though Grietta spoke such words, her face was calm, her tone content, and she looked at Heian Ciemnosc quite serenely. But just as Heian Ciemnosc was going to open his mouth, she added again, “But she said nothing about skimpy clothing.”

Rustle, rustle, slap.

Heian Ciemnosc then saw both beauties pull him in, close the gym’s door and start taking their fine pieces of cloth as citizens would. Not only that, they were also slow, sensual… and looked hungrily at him while they did so. Heian Ciemnosc gulped down before taking his shirt and pants off, lest he gets them destroyed, ripped apart by these beats of nature that would even dare steal lollipops from babies!

“Good, now. Let’s begin with only using our bodily strength. No Power Energy from you, no our Energy. You are naturally superior to us in that regard, so begin by lowering it first…” Grietta spoke again. Heian Ciemnosc didn’t need any revelation to know that if Tania was who did the talking, she would’ve started groping him all over out of the crazy desire and lust from her eyes. It could be seen even with his one’s eyes closed.

They must have had that talk of ‘lemme do the talking’ before he opened the door, they had prepared, and they were very well prepared…

As Grietta spoke, she moved her exciting body forth and grabbed Heian Ciemnosc’s right shoulder. Tania did the same as her ‘kinda slender’ body hugged his arm like it was the only thing in the world anyone could hold themselves from doom and was the only one capable of holding onto him.

“Eerr, what are we doing first?” Heian Ciemnosc asked, his right softened by a pair of mildly large mounds of the heavens and on his left the expertly, warm, needy, and fit body of the incredible brown-skinned beauty. Tania smirked in a way such that Heian Ciemnosc felt his spine shiver. “First, we beat you good for half a day so that from now on, even if we tell you to take those horrifying things off, you won’t even think.”

Pointing at his trousers, Tania salivated, and Heian Ciemnosc looked down only to make the situation worse. And indeed. As soon as he lowered his body and saw his poor lower body, eyes stuck all over it, he wished he had brought Alyona or some other old fellow so they wouldn’t be this wanton. Now, he is in danger. He shouldn’t have underestimated the advanced sexual mind of the world.

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Days went by so fast. Weeks jumped through time quicker than ever thought possible. And months went one after the other, slowly but stably during these 6 months.

In total, Heian Ciemnosc had ‘4’ different types of classes in the first month, and he was allowed to choose what to do for the next month as long as he wasn’t told no by his ‘teachers’ in the Faction. Of which, more than teaching, they were instead helping him discover more of the world as he was ‘updated’ to the ways that the true civilization that shares livelihood between cultivators and citizens was all about.

The first week was spent with Elyor, the Vice chairman of the Crimsonbreaking Faction. And he was a bit of a struggle for Heian Ciemnosc, especially before the first mission, where he was almost killed. But after witnessing more of these people in the ‘Third Step’ and their power, he no longer thought he was in danger back then. Even though Elyor was far away, Alyona was right there and saved him as soon as he was hurt.

But it then became a much smoother path, and he enjoyed repairing the damages he caused. Oh, and the females, for sure, enjoyed seeing and ‘playing’ with his bare bum. It couldn’t get red unless they used their cultivation base and hurt Heian Ciemnosc while in the process. But no more than his dignity.

The second week was great. Spending so much of the day and night with Hong Mei, kissing her behind Alyona’s back, which she obviously knew and allowed. Heian Ciemnosc knew that, but he was unaware that it was because of that red haired beauty who encouraged the poor, innocent Hong Mei, only to be ‘punished’ in the end when helping Heian Ciemnosc's breakthrough. Of course, she had to show her might. She wasn’t jealous or anything, bah!

He still visited her at night before going to sleep, sometimes with Alyona, and had a little meal during the night. Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t a stupid young man despite being a teenager… Though Grietta and Tania gave him so much attention, they were nowhere near what Alyona, or even Hong Mei, showed themselves as in front of him.

One was a free spirit, very unrestricted and understanding, clever and dangerous. She could do as she wished, not because of her beauty alone or strength, but because of her evident smarts that accompanied her to this day of her life. So adventurous, whether or not she even needed a partner wasn’t significant, and Heian Ciemnosc never thought everyone had to have a partner in their lives. She was like that good auntie-like person that… well.

Grietta herself was more like Heian Ciemnosc. He couldn’t just have one, no. Having one was all he needed, but he could only think so in the Sinvonnia Kingdom. How could he know there were so many things he didn’t know out there?! Yet, she had her own story, and it wasn’t pleasant. That was a quick remembrance of Heian Ciemnosc from his story back at that failed Kingdom. He felt for her. But she was resilient, more than hell and the earth altogether. Now she even had a fiance and one hell of a person she would be married to, besides that person naturally being someone Grietta had been in the hots for a way before Heian Ciemnosc was born.

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Together, they showed themselves in front of Heian Ciemnosc, not only as ‘teachers’ for his acclimatizing but also as women he could be with, yet not at the same time. Reminding him so much of his teammates at the Rocaloi Academy and that pair of bisexual, pretty remarkable young ladies before the Rocaloi Academy.

Showing not love, nor anything similar, but intimacy and carnal desire. Not just wanting to hump but knowing every inch of his body. But even as the whole world seemed to have all sorts of things, any… Alyona clarified those things to Heian Ciemnosc - that those two aren’t some sort of majority or raising thought. The universe was too large to think that way, some were like this, and some were like that. As simple as that.

On the other hand, while Alyona showered him with care here and there, he didn’t do anything for him besides granting him the chance to meet these people, to form part of his Crimsonbreaking Faction and these types of classes with her direct subordinates.

Which was already a lot, a whole damn lot. But with these things considered, she could have undoubtedly made much more. She just chose not to. Heian Ciemnosc did his own learning and slowly incorporated himself into the Crimsonbreaking Faction. It wasn’t that official that Heian Ciemnosc had become their boss’s lover in their eyes. Of course, they didn’t know they slept together for months, not even the sweet Hong Mei.

As for the sweetest of them all, this fine piece of specimen. Hong Mei resembled more like a shy yet open and little craft Schnell. Heian Ciemnosc could never say no to such a willing and semi proactive young woman, more powerful than him by quadrillions of times, and that just seemed glad to spend time with him. Let alone when he showed her how to kiss and sometimes grope here and there, too.

Though he and Alyona saw each other’s bare bodies on occasion. It was mostly some light osculation here and there, not much of a groping or even attentively touching. He was understandingly patient, and she struggled hard against her primitive and traumatized survival instincts. Who could be safe in this world if they weren’t too powerful?

When Heian Ciemnosc began his third week, now in the Obsidiafying realm 5th stage and with his cultivation needing some stabilization, the first half a day, where he was beaten up, was enough for his cultivation base to stabilize and solidify. All he needed from there was to strengthen his foundation, as any pure energy within him had been devoured and used, majorly, to stabilize his cultivation base and solidify his foundation in each tiny step within every stage.

Afterwards, for the rest of the 3rd week, Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t beaten up solely. He was taught the ways one’s thinking affected their battle prowess, methods, and momentum. There were many ways to avoid becoming afflicted in such a way. Blanking one’s mind out, letting one’s muscular memory and reflexes do the work. Focus on an emotion or several. Have an anchor, an ideal, purpose, or goal. But one could, and simply, be formidable enough to not need anything to prevail.

Heian Ciemnosc showcased such formidability. And though most had to work their way to gain such a powerful mentality or willpower, Heian Ciemnosc was as if born with it. Grietta wasn’t someone this strong before. Even after her loved ones perished, she wasn’t. Tania herself was incredible at melee combat, but she was also lacking in her mentality. Time and their hearts were the reason that slowly allowed them to grow to this point in a couple thousand years.

To Heian Ciemnosc, that was a tremendous achievement. But to the rest of the world… just a few thousand years? That was simply impossible! Only those Lords rumored to be capable of doing just the same or even slightly better could accomplish that.

Then, Grietta focused mainly on teaching him the body tempering analogies, theories, and beginnings, as well as its current progress and importance in the world. It wasn’t a surprise to Heian Ciemnosc when he heard body tempering was in the lower end. And it had been so for a long time up to now.

She and Tania sparred every hour, teaching Heian Ciemnosc what they told him. He would then spar with them for a few tens of minutes, receiving hits and being brutally crushed. His rawness from fighting like a kid from the streets dissipated slowly, and expertise began showing in his every move. It was only natural. Heian Ciemnosc needed not to be an incredible genius. He was being taught by people, he still didn’t know their influence in the universe.

Some things happened in his training that were embarrassing, though; they were who they were and couldn’t help it when they had such a fine piece of meat as Heian Ciemnosc. For example, they groped accidentally with their knees, elbows, and heels precisely where Heian Ciemnosc can be considered a Giant or Titan and a grown ass man. It was softly, but that was also the only way to excuse themselves and be saved from Alyona’s wrath.

Their curiosity got the better of themselves - and on the third day, they sparred naked. Heian Ciemnosc was fine with it. He was used to nakedness. It was cute to him seeing them both react shocked, and surprised when he unclothed himself right away.

A day later, however, Heian Ciemnosc’s physical training gained cameras around the gym to transmit everything that happened, and a pair of saddened, slapped beauties appeared too. From then on, it was all brutal and exciting physical training. On Heian Ciemnosc’s last training day before the 4th week, he sparred with them for the entire day, gaining quite some viewers and admirers in return, mainly in the First Step.

Heian Ciemnosc managed to land some punches on them a little on their stomach and kick them on their butts once and twice. But in the end, he couldn’t move and was picked up by a grinning Elyor.

In the 4th week, Heian Ciemnosc was brought with Securit Elders, Loons, and Oscilote. And from there, he finally got to witness the problems of logistics and management for the Crimsonbreaking Faction. As well as for any other organization.

Now, if Heian Ciemnosc wanted to care for his troop's well-being or just the personnel’s well-being, he had to consider the needs of citizens too. Besides distributing Sones to the cultivators, he had to ration, prepare lodging and commodities for citizens not to get sick, weakened, or malnourished. For that, he had to care about the weather, as there were array formations for changing weather however they wanted, but they were pretty damn costly.

They could be as high as tens of millions of Stones. That was something Heian Ciemnosc couldn’t even think about. But they could be enormous, almost surrounding a prosperous Kingdom; they said. In any case, in this learning, Heian Ciemnosc found himself trapped in silence, with sounds of devices hitting the table, stands, and paper sheets flipping, flapping, and held altogether before being transported in and out.

He was very whole damn lot much enjoying such a learning time, especially without women lusting for his pure, non-taken body that was for Alyona to ravish as soon as he grew enough balls and returned from the Wrath Nihility Academy.

Loons were somewhat talkative, always trying to put on a prank on Heian Ciemnosc by the end of their small chatter. But he taught the boy with warmth. It wasn’t that security management wasn’t a sought-out job or profession. But upon finding Heian Ciemnosc to be so talented in his field, he felt like a grandpa finding someone else’s grandson and stealing him for his lineage. If only he had dozens of granddaughters, but he didn’t even have one, to begin with.

Oscilote was quieter than even Heian Ciemnosc but was also slightly warm to teach him. He hid nothing from Heian Ciemnosc and even showed him the records from hundreds of years ago, when he wasn’t here, and all the little but critical mistakes he resolved in a matter of a few days with some members traveling to him and listening to what he had to say.

It was comfortable learning from these people, their disdain for whoring his way into the boss’s pants dissipating so slowly. Loons presented Heian Ciemnosc with many forms of security management, from arsenal to the mentality of the people under his charge. Some decisions he made and some things that occurred, with a good or mediocre result, but never poor.

But what attracted Heian Ciemnosc’s attention the most was Loons’s thoughts and ideas he wished he could implement, fearing trying to incorporate them so early in case the Soldiers didn’t like it and preferred not to listen. And their superiors feel compelled to have him remove it. It had to be situational for it to be tested, and he needed a lot of ‘command’ in the chain of command to not be obstructed. Ah, politics or something.

Heian Ciemnosc was very interested in that, as much as he was in Oscilote’s thoughts and hidden mind. He wanted to try and recruit more people from Kingdoms, settling a few temporary bases to do so and bring more blood into the Crimsonbreaking Faction. Heian Ciemnosc noticed that Oscilote’s wishes and Loons’s ideas could match. Heian Ciemnosc didn’t need to ask. He knew something was being cooked in the kitchen. They only needed the opportunity.

Oscliote had the mindset of incorporating cultivation upon more people and incorporating even more citizens into the Crimsonbreaking Factiom. Though that meant more costly spaceships and maintenance outlay increasing. He wanted the Kingdoms out there to have a chance to participate without blindly throwing themselves into cultivation, losing their future to form part of the citizen armies and remaining in the First Step for good.

The liquid form-being had a good heart. Heian Ciemnosc took note of all these things and began to think.

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