Waking up in the morning, I gaze out the window. Well try to since it's covered by the curtains. Moving the curtains aside, I simply stand there waiting for something to happen.

Yeah this is real. Get used to it. Also don't sleep in, we are the only ones capable of making edible food here. Just don't say that to Vera, we still value our lives right?

Geh! Also don't you usually handle is this morning stuff? Why do I suddenly have to take care of it?

Because, I'm stabilising our level up you dingus. Usually people have to dedicate days to make themselves not explode. Anyways, I just reminded you and now I need to focus. I'm closing the line so no use calling, capiche?

Aaaand he's gone. Well shit, now I have to think again. Making my way downstairs after stirring myself fully awake, I make my way towards the closet holding all of the food. Opening the enchanted closets door, I am greeted by an overwhelmingly large space than should be possible. Magic is a funny thing huh, capable of anything as long as you got the mana and imagination to back it up. Grabbing myself bread and things to put on said bread, I close the door again. Let's see how this magic really works now. Imagining my mana moving towards my right hand, I concentrate on the idea of a flame over my finger. The thought procress takes a second, but feels like atleast 30 seconds. The flame flickers into existance hovering over my finger. Cool, I guess?

''Heya Joe! Whatcha doing?'' (Marianna)

''Experimenting with magic, I suppose?'' (Joe)

''Now why would you be doing that?'' (Marianna)

The head tilt is too cute, must, resist. Gah it is of no use. My hand starts moving towards Mariannas head a bit too fast for her to react.

''Wha!?!'' (Marianna)

''You're just too cute like a small innocent airheaded puppy.'' (Joe)

Leaving behind the breakfast preparations, I begin my cuddle assault in earnest. Marianna got start startled at first, but is quickly subdued by my petting prowess. After a few minutes, I finally feel satisfied and leave a fumbling Marianna to snap out of her daze. Focusing on my original objective, I bring out a pan from the cupboard. I sure do hope this works. Placing the bread on the pan, I light a fire over my hand and try and make it the right temperature. The fire first jumps up a bit scaring me in the progress, almost making me drop the pan. I barely stabilize myself and the fire. After a few moments of feeling it out, I bring the flame under the pan. Watching the bread slowly starting turn the right colour after a minute or so, I cut the flame and place the pan of the stove. Making the finishing touches by adding some butter which melts slowly upon the surface of the toast, I can already tell that this is the best toast in my life. Adding some goat cheese and thin ham, the toast is finally finished. I finish making the 3 other toasts just in time when Vera walks in dragging a very sleepy catgirl.

''How is such a heavy sleeper? She didn't wake up after an explosion happened 5 meters away from her.'' (Joe)

''Hmm, well some people have gifts for the weirdest things in the weirdest ways. You are also like that with your nonsensical partner, you know?'' (Vera)

''Ah... well played.'' (Joe)

''Anyways what have you made for us this morning? Certainly smells wonderful.'' (Vera)

I can notice the you drooling Vera. Telling her about the toast the day starts off wonderfully peaceful. Just kinda wish it stayed that way. After breakfast is done, Marianna gets tasked with bringing me to the guild. Let's hope that the touch guy trope doesn't happen. The streets are slowly coming awake as people are setting up shop on the street and moving abouts doing their own daily routines. I don't think ill get used to the kinda creepy houses of this town though. Just something about them looking like prisons aliens would make for the victims of probing.

Aaaaand finally finished. Also fuck you. You almost fucked everything up with that little cooking of yours.

Really though? I started feeling my mana clearer before cooking you know. You are most likely just fucking with me, right?

Aww. You're no fun, are you? Anyways, I can see we're heading for the guild now. Also for troupe devoplements, it's most likely going to be the training with guildmaster one.

What makes you say that?

The guild leader Jared loves training transmigrators with experimental methods.

I freeze on the spot, feeling a chill run down my spine. Do we get a choice?

Unfortunately no. We are kinda fucked from the get go. So man up and git gud.

I'm not letting you get away scot free, while I suffer through hell.

Don't worry. I'll be doing my own training.

Magic training doesn't really count does it?

Don't be such a pussy and get a move on, Marianna is already going ahead.

Cursing Svor, I start making my way towards the guild followed by ominous feelings. The next period of my life is most likely going to be beneficial, but am I gonna hate the pain. After a bit of walking, we finally arrive at the doors of the guild. Reaching for the door, I jump backwards on instinct right as the door is swung towards my face.

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''Hey, what gives?'' (Joe)

''Oh? You managed to dodge that now. Vera did say you were an interesting one. Names Jared the guildmaster of this branch.'' (Jared)

I am greeted by a muscular old man. I can only say that based on his face and prior knowledge of him being over a thousand years old. This town is totally a gathering of overpowered characters isn't it? Now we only need a dungeon which abhors killing and loves puns.

''Hmm? How come you're already at MBL B-?'' (Jared)

Uhh. Good question actually. Svor?

We've been collecting mana since before you turned six years old. Well I've been doing it. Apparently our world had quite a small amount of mana, that meant that only the purest of mana existed. It made our body more receptive of mana. People of this world would just rate it as talent though.

''Well, I've been gathering mana since, I was six years old.'' (Joe)

''Huhhuh, I see. That means you have a mana gathering method, eh?'' (Jared)

''Does grabbing it and showing it into my mana pool count?'' (Joe)

I think it's safe to say that our method isn't common. Atleast judging by the pause we gave Jared.

''How about we continue this conversation in my office?'' (Jared)

''Yeah that would be appreciated.'' (Joe)

Walking inside the guild, my eyes are lured towards the massive board occupying the enterite of the left wall. Must be the quest board. Right side has the typical bar/restaurant setup and in the middle we have the counter. The building is split into 2 parts, one for the general public and adventurers, and the other for the guild staff. There are stairs leading to what, I can only assume to be the guildmasters office overlooking the public area. Marianna bid us farewell once we made it inside the guild. There are a lot of people looking at the quest board filled with notices. It seems most adventurers pick up a quest or two in the morning to make it back during the evening. The staff greets Jared politely, while also giving me appraising looks. Making our way inside the cozy office, I sit down on the presented arm chair. Sitting behind his desk Jared starts speaking.

''As you already know, I am Jared the guildmaster of this branch.'' (Jared)

''Nice to meet you Jared. I'm Joe your average dude.'' (Joe)

''Enough pleasentries, let's get right into to business so to speak. I am going to train you. I won't take no as an answer.'' (Jared)

''Now hold on a minute..'' (Joe)

''I've finished all of my work and prepared a period of 6 months for training you. Parts, Marianna and Vera already know about this. So let's head of into the mountains Kenichi!'' (Jared)

I can feel this old superman is not joking with me. He is heartily laughing while planning his torturous training methods isn't he. Mission control, any change of escape?

Negative, the enemy is far too powerful to resist. Recommended action suicide.

Not funny Svor.

''So let's go now!'' (Jared)

He says while knocking me out with movements, I can't even see. I can already feel my end approaching huh. The days of peace never last long do they.

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

Now Svor, do correct me if I'm wrong, but that is the sea right.

You would be absolutely correct. The considering we were about 100km away from the closest coastline a few moments ago.

Looking around the surroundings, we seem to be on an isolated cliff. There is a small cabin visible along the path. I can also see a very big wall of stone blocking our only way of escape. Not that we would have any idea of where to go anyways. Nor do we have the know how to survive in the wilderness. Maybe this won't be so bad after all. Yep this is totally a good deveploment.

Right let's just get over denial so we can get to acceptance and deal with things properly.

''I see our sleeping beauty is finally awake. Here have your icicle and come at me.'' (Jared)

Grabbing Frostmaw which was thrown at me, I stand there for a little bit contemplating my will to live. Well let's not make the superman old dude angry. I would like to get knocked out on my own terms. Charging at Jared with a frontal stab, while having Svor prepare some icicles behind Jared, I pray for my life. Frostmaw gets caught with a pinch and the icicles are blocked by a wall of earth that appeared behind Jared, who flings me at said wall. I crash through the wall losing my breath for a moment while tumbling across the ground. Right that went about as badly as it could have.

''Those icicles of yours very a suprise, I must say. Not many people are able to cast spells without chants, while moving aswell.'' (Jared)

''Thanks... demon...'' (Joe)

I reply in the middle of catching my breath. It takes a few moments before, I manage to stand back up, still a bit wobbly. Another try, I guess? This time, I take a slower approach by not immediatly running towards Jared. And upon noticing that he begins throwing rocks at me with magic. A wall or something Svor! Instantly the earth begins to move trying to form a wall while, I am still doing by best at dodging the rock shower. I get my hopes up not having learned my lesson and clearly forgetting the fact that Jared seems to specialize in earth.

Sorry to break it to you, but earth walls are useless. He can just overpower my manipulation.

Wonderful. Holes just start appearing for the rocks to come flying at me. I manage to hold on for about a minute before a rock gets me in the leg. Did I mention they're shaped like baseballs? Right the first one disturbs my concentration leading to the rest of the rocks pummeling away at my body. After about 15 hits, I fully collapse on the ground in pain. It only takes a minute before the pain is gone though, and with it my chance at being knocked out.

''Now that we have that out of the way, let me inform you that you managed to survive about 1 tenth of a percent of my power. And you won't be leaving this place till we run out of time or you manage to handle a tenth of my power.'' (Jared)

We are stuck in training hell for a while huh.

To be fair we were warned about it. Though, I guess i forgot to tell you to mentally prepare yourself.

Svor, moments like these make me want to punch you.

''So we are going to be training your combat capabilities and drilling in the necessary stuff to survive out in the world. So shall we go for round 2, or do you want to start the training.'' (Jared)

I think only people like Jared can smile happily when sending someone to hell.

''Training please. I would prefer having a chance even if it's one percent at this point.'' (Joe)

And so my training began.

How about keeping a log about everything?

Why?

Maybe keep your sanity in check?

How could keeping a log help?

I don't know actually. Just a random thought.

You're pretty weird sometimes.

It's your brain.

Alrighty then pal. Let's get this shit done and over with now.