"System why is my weapon this ball of goo, with all those materials shouldn't it be something cooler like a scythe, or a gigantic war hammer!" asked Amon after gaining back his wits after the initial shock.
[ Ding! host is incorrect this natal weapon has been influenced by war gods alloy and will only take form after binding with host ]
"Wait..... so you mean it's going to form into an ideal weapon for me that's so cool" he said vey excited.
[ Ding! yes all host needs to do is bind via blood ]
"Blood huh...." after hearings that he hurriedly searched his dresser for the pack of tacks. After finding the tacks he poked himself in the finger, and waited till he was satisfied by the amount of blood oozing out.
The blood dropped on to the blood red, blackish liquid with a hard to notice bone white color. With constant flashes of four different colored lights. Then something that made his eyes pop out happened, the strange liquid then shot into his body. After merging into his body he got a tattoo of a blood red long sword on his right hand, and a eerily dark black saber on the left.
If it was just this it wasn't shocking after that he felt the tattoos light up and, a blood red thin long sword with a tent of black, a bone hilt an even though it was possible to tell it was made of bones it was white like jade, and very smooth but firm and felt impossible to break with this cool devil looking face at the end of the hilt. The saber on the other hand was pitch black with strange red runes moving around it as if they were alive, it also had a bone hilt connected to the sword, except for a devil face this one had a blood red evil face that seemed to be the evil of all evil with a savage looking chain connected to the sword. The weapons gave him a feeling of power, and closeness like they were an extension of his arms.
"System I thought a natal weapon was supposed to sit in my dantian or something" he asked
( host is correct but since host doesn't have an open dantian system modified it to suit host )
"I see but is there a way to hide these things, i mean their cool and all but what if people saw them" he asked
[ Ding! host should get used to it as that would be bad for your future connection with your natal weapons weapon spirit ]
( but host shouldn't be worried as normal people won't notice anything special about them )
"Whatever man, I just need to rest i'm exhausted" he replied as he got up sent in his homework and went to bed.
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next morning
"huaaawhhh" Amon yawned as he awoke from his sleep
He felt strangely refreshed as if he slept for days, as he check the time he was surprised as it only 5:30 meaning he barely slept for 5 hours usually he would wake up pissed if he only got that amount of sleep. Today, however he felt great. Ignoring that since he woke up early , and it wasn't a school day he decided to practice that breathing technique. Before that though he texted his bros, he had something he wanted to try on them if it worked like he thought it would he would be able to help out his brothers and their problems as well.
Getting into a comfortable position he started practicing the breathing exercises in his head.
[ Ding! congratulations host for achieving (Lv1) {Breathing Technique} ]
Ignoring the system notification as he already expected it he kept practicing he was pissed at how slow it was, he would follow the instructions but he only felt his strength increase by 0.1 after practicing for awhile now.
So since he was hungry he decided to get some breakfast. He went to the kitchen got some waffle batter, and turned on the waffle maker. After waiting until it was hot he poured it in until it was full so he could get an extra sized waffle.
While waiting for it to cook he went to his dads room
*knock knock* he knocked on the door to see if his dad was awake.
After a couple of seconds he heard a voice "come in" so he entered
"What's going on mon do you need anything" his dad asked
"Nah dad I just wanted to ask if you had breakfast" he asked
"No son I just ate some eggs, grits, and a biscuit I brought home from the waffle house not to long ago" he replied
"Dad it's only 9:00 why are you up so early" he asked
"I've gotten off early today so i've already had an nice nap, i still need to hit the gym as i missed yesterday" he replied
That's how his dad was, hard working in everything he does. He was already 44 years old this year, and he worked overtime a lot, but still manages to make time for his personal life, and health.
"Okay dad i'm going to go to David's place after breakfast" he replied
"Okay tell Chris I said meet me at the gym" his father said
Chris is my fathers friend, and David my best friends dad. They met each other in the military as cadets and got along pretty well and have been friends since.
"Okay dad be safe in this LA traffic" Amon said as he left to go get his waffle
After getting his waffle he put it on a plastic plate, got some syrup and went to his room. In his room he turned his TV on and watched sports center, he liked watching Steven A, and Max debate. Finishing his waffle he got some clothes to wear for the day, threw them in the dryer, and went brush his teeth.
Getting dressed he called his bros in the group chat.
After they answered he said
" aye guys I got something I want to try today lets meet up at David's place" he said as soon as they answered
" Meet at my place sure my folks are about to be leaving in a bit" David replied
" Cool Cool " Tyler replied nonchalantly not bothering to say anymore
"Alright but Dav tell your pops my pops said meet him at the gym" said Amon
"Fasho..... I think he's already on his way now though" he said (Authors note:> Fasho means okay or alright)
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Walking on the street Amon couldn't help but being awed by how different everything seemed to him. He used to have problems every now and then of someone bumping into him but now he reacts so fast they couldn't even come close.
He sighed to himself in amazement at all the second glances he kept getting from some of the women, he seemed as if he could feel their intentions some times, he guessed it was a developing sixth sense after noticing the hostility in some of the local nerds, or the contempt in the rich play boys walking around.
As they looked at my face then my jeans, and back at theirs. As I had on denim jeans, and they had on true religion's. Usually that would piss me off but today I couldn't even be bothered as I felt to good as I knew subconsciously I would be on two different levels from these leaches that only have what they have because of others, and probably haven't worked for a thing in their whole life.
Sighing to myself I put an extra pep in my steps with new found confidence of what the future has in store for not just me but everyone around me. Unconsciously a bright smile creeped upon his face filled with passion, and warmth!