* WHOOSH *
A wooden bokken swifty sliced through air felling very little resistance as they was nothing in it's path, strangely a trail of darkness was left behind by the bokken as it made some graceful movements through the air.
This trail of darkness drew a symbol before fading into the light, ever since he got the idea of manifest and manipulating darkness he had tried implementing it into his combat skills.
Well he figured out one daring truth darkness and light were blood borne enemies, and if using it in day time he had to be quick.
Another fact about darkness was that it was very destructive, well it rapidly corroded anything it came in contact with destroying it in mini seconds, it had already destroyed seven of his bokkens.
He meditated deeply outside under the hot sun but couldn't push his focus to anything pertaining darkness so he decided to do so in a basement he had never being to since he was transported here.
As one would have guessed it was immensely dark, even normal rooms in the house were opposingly depicting the fact that the mansion was built underground, but that wasn't the case the house just had very little ventilation.
Lucian always hated it since day one so apart from his room he never truly ventured into other rooms, he nearly got lost in the mini maze of a mansion cause it had a complicated pattern of hallways.
Having night vision turned out to be a great cheat as he soon comprehended the complexity of the mansion although he never entered any room until he found the basement.
Loads of useless stuff laying ideally around, rats and other little creatures scurried about looking for shelter when he presence was noticed, he payed no heed to them and cleared an area for his meditation.
He got comfortable on a spacey spot, sat in a meditative stance and let his mind focus, it was hard at first, his mind going through irrelevant topic before he fully found concentration.
With his eyes shut he stayed still listening to everything his mind slowly dulling his thoughts, a strange feeling soon encapsuled him after some hours but he remained in that position.
As a part of Samurai, Ninja and Assassination trainings required him to stay still for prolonged periods of time, so this was a small effortlessly task.
Unknown to him ever since he got into the room tentacles of darkness had been curling around him and empowering him unknowingly.
Now he wasn't even present in the room but in a silhouette of darkness that hugged him like a third skin, covering his clothes him and every extension of his body.
It was just a dark lump of mass with a humanoid figure that sat on his position, his mind soon dulled to it's end where he wasn't connected to his physical body.
Reaching that stage brought light to his eyes as he could see even when he's eyes were fully shut, it was a terrifying feeling even for him.
He felt separated from his main being and was in something like his innate domain, behind him was a gigantic alabaster flame which towered up to miles in length as it flickered and faned.
Yet in his front was nothing but abysmal darkness an element he was rapidly getting acquainted to, looking back at the beautiful scenery flame which now had a tinge of black in it he looked forward.
Countless transparent orbs lay within his reach, but two stuck out as a sore thumb, one white, the other blackish purple.
He stretched his hands and touched them, thier cold hard nature gleaming in his hands momentarily before fading into particles of white and blackish purple.
They flew directly into him disappearing immediately they touched his skin, his physical body shown up with a bright white light before it was suppressed by the darkness.
After the light died a darkish purple glow illuminated around him and immediately got suppressed leaving the darkness in absolutely power.
His thoughts began rummaging through his mind, his connection with his innate domain growing thinner and thinner, but before he got purged out of the domain he managed to catch a glimpse of an orb with seven faint distinctive colours.
Something he didn't initially see.
A pang of pain coursed through his head as he opened his eyes, the bitting pain gnawed at him for a few moments before vanishing like it was never there.
Picking himself from the ground he staggered to the door knocking down some wooden crates in the process, the crates when broken released a blackish tar substance.
It wasn't Lucian's problem at the moment so he didn't stop until he reached the door and walked out, as he walked the self distinctive feeling of being detached from his body kept growing.
His body was extremely worked out like he went on a non-stop twelve hour exercise campaign, he sat on a corridor panting heavily, he was never going to do that again.
Nothing but weakness affected his body, the other time he was in the domain he felt invigorated but now was quite the contrast.
Despite that he was still quelled up in a dark corridor, not like the darkness affected him but his will to overcome the tiredness slapped him.
He stood abruptly yet shakingly, first step, second step, he fought on, his will breaking through barriers until he couldn't feel any form of vulnerability.
[ Ding! ]
[ System Initiation : 50/100% < Willpower > ]
' What is this, some sort of power, i need more information on this holographic insight disrupting my view ' he thought to himself trying to disperse the annoying interruption.
The glass panel soon disappeared after he voiced his displeasure, he walked out of the house feeling the sunlight revitalize him surprisingly.
This week was full of a lot of surprises and one sat infront of him this very instant.
Master Hikaru sat on a mat under the only tree's shade in his signature Gi an outfit he had always been seen in since day one.
Set on the mat were two bowls of steaming hot noddles with chopsticks perfectly placed on them, Hikaru sat in a near kneeling position with his palms clasped together as if in a prayer.
Lucian walked forward instinctively sensing an air of sadness and deep melancholy, " Come boy " his hoarse voice resounded, a voice hoarsed by deep blant shouts of command over the years.
Lucian was surprised as Hikaru came around the time of three o'clock in the after noon, he was always the first teacher so that was when Lucian's daily training started.
He shoved his hand into his pockets and brought out a semi palm sized pocket clock, the time stated eleven twenty six so his hunch of imminent calamity was assured.
He walked up to the mat, Hikaru was still in his position and a wooden box lay besides him, " Sit, boy let us eat as this is my last visit " he said.