The Abyss Looks Back

Well with that general consensus between the two beings within him. He brought a hand up to his head. Unsure if he should just cry and sit here in a ball. All his effort meant nothing thus far. That is when it came down to reality, the hard work he put himself through. None of it mattered as the progress just wasn't satisfying them. Why couldn't he of been born a genius like his Uncle Tsubasa? Why was he born so weak and pathetic without anything? Takehiko just felt miserable inside himself at this moment. It wasn't anything but a depression of the soul as he felt cold inside. He couldn't improve any quicker this way. His way just wasn't working fast enough his strength was pathetic. He'd not toned his body or grown any maybe it was time for a drastic measure. But what was that he had to wonder as he laid there on the floor. Motivation to move just did not exist anymore for him. Takehiko didn't know but he knew of a training location his uncle set up. It was to physically train those who he may take as students. Takehiko's hand gripped the ground as he spoke in frustration. "Damn..shit....DAMMIT! Why can't I get stronger, if I could just reach Shikai...DAMMIT!" Frustration bloomed as he punched the floor with his hand. Hitting it over and over again.

His body hurt in a way that was just below the spirit as he thought maybe progress had been good. Their words cut him deeper then any blade would ever cut. His growth and training had been meaningless. It wasn't enough, was it ever enough to satisfy him or anyone? Why did they seek strength, what the hell was it? He was just beyond frustrated with this entire thing. What did he have to do to make headway go beg his damn uncle? Byakuya would tell him to do what he was. Tsubasa would likely subject him to training unknown to mankind. Takehiko just sat there now his shoulders hung. It was painful to think he'd not gotten anywhere yet. That this damn wall wouldn't get away for him. Joy for the effort he put in and progress he made with Master Cho Zi.

Takehiko's resolve was being put through a test here. One that was violent and extremely hard on him. He didn't know how to proceed now as he just needed power. Takehiko wanted to destroy this entire damn room. Takehiko knew it made little sense but it felt so appealing. Takahiro just sat there now inhaling as he looked up at the ceiling. "The hell am I supposed to do?" He said under his breath almost as though asking himself. He'd done such hard work and training on this journey. Now Ruin and Akuma both told him he was extremely weak. That he didn't compare to previous owners and that just hurt. It was like a knife digging into his heart as he just ran his hands through his hair. Standing up slowly he glanced down his eyes were dark as he thought. What options did he have really to grow in this? His spiritual growth was slow if anything at all was happening. Sighing again out loud for a moment before inhaling. Letting his frustrations go as his hands slowly lost the tension in them. The fists became simple open palms.

It wasn't Akuma that hurt him deeply with that. Ruin's bluntness hit him deep within his body. Takehiko decided to distance himself from that for now. As he needed to work on something more subjective here. He couldn't focus on a single objective any longer. Power must be obtained to meet his goal. He'd not disobey his Uncle for it, but drastic times called for more drastic training. He would prove both Ruin and Akuma wrong. Show them not only would he be strong, but he would outshine those around him. He still acted childish at two hundred years old. It was time for drastic changes to how he acted and did things. Time for him to grow up and go do something a bit more suicidal to get results. He'd heard about the training being brutal but good for the physical condition. He would venture to Thailand next on his trip, he would locate his uncle's secret training facility there.

And would not only complete the training but he would master it. Takehiko would find a way to become stronger. To improve every aspect of who he was, but before he went there. He would fight a duel of some kind that would help elevate his skills. He would have to do this the other way by training endlessly. He had a goal now and a new objective to prove them wrong on top of his other ones. Takehiko would get his Shikai and prove himself to them and his Uncle. He didn't know exactly what to expect on that trip. But he knew the next destination and what he would encounter could remain a mystery. It was about time he stopped staying in Asia alone and ventured further. Saw more of this world and its vastness. Takehiko picking up his things glanced at this room. His determination had returned as he gave a glance of just sheer willpower. He would not be broken by their words. No, they would push him to greater heights of strength. It wasn't going to be an easy road to double his efforts and work harder.

But it was going to make the Abyss fear him and the sheer resolve he held within himself.