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Chapter One: The Goal
Jaune Arc was the youngest member of his family. The youngest and - by far - the weakest.
This wasn't due to anything on his part. Though his seven older sisters were all born relatively healthy, Jaune himself was born premature. Coupled with various forms of illness that he had to battle through during the first fourteen years of his life as well as his general clumsiness and one would find themselves wondering how he managed to live as long as he did. And it's because of Jaune's general misfortune when it came to his own health that he was the weakest of all his family members.
They didn't hold it against him of course. On the contrary, his parents and sisters were actually rather overprotective of their weakest family member. It wasn't uncommon to find one of them shadowing him when he wasn't looking, worried about whether or not he needed his medicine or whether or not he would get hurt that day. Jaune himself was well aware of all of this, and took it in a stride, though he did find himself annoyed when he caught them at their stalking antics more than once. He may not be the healthiest or strongest member, but that didn't mean he was helpless.
As a matter of fact, Jaune never really saw his heath a problem at all. He was annoyed by it, yes, but he didn't see how it would stop him from becoming what he always wanted: a Hunter.
The Arc Family was one of the more well known Hunter families in the world of Remnant. Their legacy stretched on for hundreds if not thousands of years, with each and every generation following in their ancestor's footsteps in order to become Hunters and Huntresses. Jaune grew up with stories of his grandparents and their contribution in the war, of his mother and father's tales of strange creatures and marvelous wonders, of his sisters talking about the joy on the faces of those they saved. He lived and breathed the Hunter's lifestyle for a good part of his life, and wanted nothing more than to be one himself.
But no one would let him. Because while Jaune didn't see his collapsing health as an issue, everyone else did. His parents feared that he would die just from the training alone, while his sisters worried that he would end up collapsing in the middle of a Grimm attack. The various doctors and healers that they sent their son to said that even if his aura was awakened, it wouldn't be able to improve his health. All the illnesses and diseases that he battled through during his life made his body too weak for the Hunter lifestyle.
Jaune did not take this news well. As a matter of fact, he refused to believe that he couldn't become a Hunter when his parents told him.
He refused to let his health keep him from his dream. And when his parents refused to train him and later instructed his sisters to not train him as well, Jaune decided that if no one else would train him then he would have to train himself. Train himself so hard that he would not only become the strongest Hunter in existence, but so that he could defeat any Grimm with just a single punch.
And Jaune, not knowing much about how a Hunter is trained, started off with the hardest regime his body would allow:
100 push-ups. 100 sit-ups. 100 squats. 10km running. Every. Goddamn. Day.
The first few weeks he felt as though he was going to die. It was hard for him to even walk to and from school by himself with his health condition, let alone the type of exercise he planned on doing. During those first few weeks the simplest of push-ups took him minutes to do while every time he forced his shaking legs to run he had to remind himself not to give up. To keep taking step after step, even when he felt like he was dying.
His family, of course, noticed. And they did their best to try to stop him, sometimes even holding him down so he wouldn't move. But Jaune keep at it. Everyday he would train himself to the point of exhaustion. Until slowly but surely, he got the results he looked for.
After three years of training and constantly dodging all of his family's attempts to stop him, he realized he did it.
He had become the strongest. No Grimm would stand up to him. Nothing could harm him. Even his family, as skilled and experienced as they were, found themselves falling to his strength. With just a single punch, entire armies of Grimm would fall by his hand. He was unstoppable. He was indestructible. He was powerful.
He was bored out of his goddamn mind.
For you see, Jaune had accomplished the impossible. He had become so fundamentally, cosmically strong that nothing could stand in his way anymore. It didn't matter if they were Grimm, Hunters, Maidens, or superpowered Silver-eyed warriors. He could defeat everything with just a single punch. And it was because of this that he got so tired of it. Nothing could stand in his way, nothing could give him any sort of challenge. And while he didn't become a Hunter just to have an exciting life, he could admit that it was a huge part of it. So much so that the act of hunting and taking down dangerous Grimm and criminals became less of a duty and more of a chore he had to force himself to do.
Jaune had come to a realization. While he loved helping people and loved being able to keep people safe... it wasn't something that he wanted to do for the rest of his life. He had great power, yes, but he took no joy in actually using it. The act of saving lives and slaying Grimm had, over time, become nothing more than a hobby to him. Something that he did occasionally, but not a big part of his life anymore. He simply... lost the drive for it.
So what was he supposed to do now? What was he supposed to do now that he could no longer challenge himself and no longer really pushed himself to fulfill his job as a Hunter?
The answer hit him when he was busy tending to his garden one day. He had found himself turning to gardening more and more often as the days passed by and boredom and apathy overtook his mind. He was carefully tending to each of the plants in his garden, making sure to never crush the gentle leaves with his immense strength, when a thought entered his mind. He dismissed it at first, but when the days passed he found the thought growing bigger and bigger in his mind, until one morning he said it out loud.
"Why don't I become a gardener?"
After all, gardening had taken up a large portion of his life ever since he reached his full power. His sisters had commented more than once that they usually found him planting new seeds in the backyard these days, instead of him randomly traveling the world in search of Grimm to defeat. His parents in particular had praised him on how delicious and perfect his fruits and vegetables were, as well as his talents when it came to planting things. He often found himself up late at night, just watering his planets and tenderly clipping the leaves. It had become something... important to him.
Instead of staying a Hunter... maybe he would become a gardener full time? And just regulate his Hunting job as a hobby? It couldn't hurt after all.
And thus Jaune Arc, the most powerful Hunter in all of Remnant, quit his job and became an average gardener.
