The Emperor's Teaching
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The Emperor's Teaching
Tue Jun 28, 2016 8:09 am
ENTER THE DEPTHS
Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: 1901
Some things didn't change as the younger generation would need to take some slack. Ghislain had gotten stronger and had decided to fight again.His eyes shifted down as he exhaled a breath not having told the young ones about Hulderic yet. The other was in the middle of recovering his full power still. Ghislain didn't see much reason to do so. He sat in the middle of a large dome like the room as his eyes were closed. His spiritual pressure was increasing as he removed wall after all. Ghislain had disliked fighting so many mental walls were put up. He began removing them one by one leaving only a couple. His energy had spiked to something impressive. His eyes opened now as he glanced around dummies of Dark Matter formed in the room. They were made with bodies similar to hollows and other beings. Anything he thought they could fight circled the room. Teaching the Ancient ways and passing it on to Gin would be something Ghislain could do. As the last one to remember what was there before. It was his duty to ensure the future generations saw it.
That they got the chance to embrace their heritage. His hand slowly pulled out the locket looking down at Elizabeth. She was his rock even when she wasn't here. It was something that drove him to be better. He had to strive to be better than the man he was yesterday. Ghislain always puts that burden on himself to do better than yesterday. He stood from his spot deciding he would focus his control now. Beginning to refine it around his hands for Quincy Martial Arts. It was different from the regular things that most people saw. He demonstrated the moves once for Gin and let him figure them out. It was also easier to decide what kind of training Gin would need. It reminded him of training his son when he was born. Little Dmitri trying to mimic his movements. The boy was a novice but it was the most fun he'd had. He sighed softly as he remembered better times. It wasn't an easy feeling to live as long as he did. To bury your wife and children, not to mention Grand Children.
It became a way of life, he struck a dummy of a hollow as it fell to the ground dying as a normal one would. His eyes looked around the room. He didn't like that but on the tip of his hand, one could see the refined edge of reishi. He'd created such a refined layer that it hung on his finger tips enough for the strike. Ghislain was no pushover when it came to fighting at a melee range. in fact, some considered him a specialist in all fields.
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