Chapter 8 - Unlimited Mana (1/2)

Having made up his mind, Rio sat cross-legged in his bed, rested his palms on his knees, and closed his eyes. He started meditating following the meditation technique of the martial art he had been practicing for six years.

The next content will stray off of the story a bit, but it will explain about some of Rio's mysterious past. Anyway, when Rio was in his seventh grade, Rio had decided to enroll in a martial art extracurricular class. He tried that because he thought it was cool, but he never thought that he would get into it and kept practicing until his twelfth grade. And speaking of this martial art, Rio actually learned Kung Fu, or to be precise Wushu. He had arrived in Blue Belt.

After calming his mind from unnecessary thoughts, Rio finally settled in the perfect mood for meditation. He controlled his breath, inhaling softly from his nose before exhaling through his slightly parted lips. He focused into his body, his steady heartbeat, and the faint feeling of blood rushing in his blood's vessels. He was trying to find out the mana in his body.

After a while, Rio couldn't find the whereabouts of his mana and became anxious. At this point, he thought that God had tricked him and ignored his second and third wishes. When Rio was almost giving up, he suddenly fell into a stupor. He was experiencing out of the world sensation he couldn't describe properly in words.

In the state of half-awake and half-sleeping, Rio found himself in a mysterious place. It had a black background and there was countless helix-shaped construct in blood-red color. Rio pondered his current whereabouts and believed he was in a metaphysical place where he could access the source of his mana. He believed in this conjunction because of what he did before he arrived in this mysterious place.

Rio soon dismissed his unnecessary thoughts and checked his body. When he checked his body, he discovered that he was a bit see-through, like a ghost. Also, he was n.a.k.e.d.

Rio looked around after inspecting his body, and something at the edge of his vision grabbed his attention. He turned in that direction.

Rio saw a small sun, for the lack of better terms, floating amidst the forest of helix-shaped constructs. This small sun was gray—no, Rio corrected his assumption. The color was actually platinum, not gray nor silver.

Feeling curious Rio urged his body towards the small sun. Surprisingly, his body flew in the direction of the small sun. As he became closer, he felt a mixture of anticipation, curiosity, and apprehension.

A few moments later, Rio stopped right before the small sun. Rio finally discovered the true nature of this sun, and it was no sun. It was actually an orb that contained swirling cloudy white liquid. When Rio saw it, he made a funny face. The content of this orb looks like swirling, glowing s.p.e.r.m. Thus, the origin of his funny expression.

Rio shook his head and dismissed those unnecessary thoughts. It was not the time to joke around, he reprimanded himself silently. He inspected the glowing orb for a short while before moving up his right hand towards the orb.