after sitting down and listening to Darkie's explanation,only one thing came to the boy's mind and that was, cultivation!

in the past when he was still out in the world he would always read on his free time when he was not gaming , and he had come across many light novels and web comics about the so called 'cultivation' , his eyes sparkled with excitement and his nostrils flared as he listened more attentively

soon the lecture was over,taking a minute he brushed through all the details within his mind, sorted out the information then did his best to digest it, he almost looked like he was meditating as his body relaxed

time slowly went by...seconds became minutes, minutes became hours. soon the speakers of the cell's tv emitted a sharp beeping sound, notifying him to eat, since he had not eaten the day before, if he kept going that way he would be punished on the second day...this was one of the rules set in this jail-asylum institution

groaning he snapped out of his immersion and scurried over to the side, to eat and drink the door didn't require to be open as they were holes in the wall for that, the guards only ever gave them minds with supervision as to avoid overdose or them not taking the drugs..."meds" at all

"damn...no matter how many times i do this, this shit always seem so ridiculous " he smiled self deprecatingly as he approached what looked like a pacifier and began sucking on it, after a moment his eyes widened and began sucking more vividly on it as if he was starving, which he in fact was

"Darkie! today we got nuts hahaha, screw yesterday's beans. this was worth waiting for!" he spoke in between breathes all whilst taking large gulps of the nutritional paste

soon he felt satisfied , right next to the spot for food was a straw like device that you sucked on for water which he spend the next 10 seconds also sucking on before plopping back down into the corner , his eyes seemed to have regained their past flame as he burped loudly

"alright Darkie, no more playing around now." having had his fill his thought were much clearer then before, squinting he began focusing ,he could faintly sense the energy around him but it was so subtle that it barely mattered at all, taking deep breathes he focused his mind on one thing, trying to order the particles centimeters away from his face to gather into his brain, according to what the voice had told him, at this point he could only make his brain "adapt" which he thought was simply a fancy word for evolve , to control these energy particles and with time it would all make sense

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'but holy shit...this is so hard, if i keep focusing that much i feel like I'm gonna shit myself! not to mention this migraine too...' but after a minute he called it quits, well he took a break to be precise

gasping he glanced at his shadow, wondering if that really was the way, in the novels wasn't it way easier to gather mana and cultivate? although it was slower

and to think that this was only one of the beginner steps..."oh boy do i look forward to the future now" he whispered to no one in particular, his tone full of sarcasm.

"huh, wait no no! i said nothing" he quickly shook his head and snapped out of it "please don't mind- I'll keep going i swear!" he exclaimed and hurriedly went back to his previous state of mind

'come on, come ! come ! come! come to daddy!' he clenched his fists and tried to grit his teeth as he could feel little tingles in his head, it was very unpleasant and somewhat painful of an experience. but he kept trying even though massive beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and he looked purple from not breathing frequently enough, he only pushed harder

one might even call him a masochist with the determination he was showing

at first he only managed to pull in particles millimeters away from his frontal lobe, but as the sun went down that distance became a whole centimeter away, and the new foreign energy was now coursing through his brain and nervous system, albeit a negligible amount it was still something and his body was slowly mutating in accordance

"aaaaaaah!" his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he collapsed forth in a quite comical pose,he had overworked himself which forced his brain to shut down some of it's functions, which in turn...made him pass out

in the white room he laid, steam rising from his body as he stank from sweat and urine, the room was usually kept at a somewhat cold temperature to keep that first one from happening, the guards didn't really enjoy showering the inmates, unless they were female inmates, or if it was Joe.

Joe would gladly bath any male inmate at anytime , everyone was scared of Joe. but that was besides the point

as soon as he collapsed , someone was sent to check up on him, they gave him tranquilizing drugs due to an inmate attempting to escape in such a way before and took him to the infirmary while someone else was tasked with cleaning the room, they had to be kept tidy or else it would invite germs

germs meant illnesses, illnesses meant higher medicine bills, and no one liked that, just as no one liked Joe....but that also was besides the point

taken to the infirmary they did a small checkup on him before deciding to simply let him rest, and so another day came and went, but now he had a clear goal in mind, endure this torture which was cultivation