Here is the next chapter. I really not much to say here but enjoy.
Lightsaber Training
"You lose again." The youngling said to my face as he held his Lightsaber in front of my face for the third time this training session.
Ever since I remove Aros from my body, I started to feel the tranquility of this place and was now really getting into my lessons. I was now actually doing the meditation practices and for the past few weeks, I have feeling a small nub of power inside of me and around me. When I asked a nearby Master about this, he merely replied that it was the Force I was feeling which got me extra excited.
I would still be excited, if not for the fact that I kept getting my but kick by kids who were younger than me. After removing Aros, I had lost the majority of my fighting spirit and drive. That was decreased further when I also decided to neglect the use of my Keyblades as they might also trigger a violent reaction. I was now fighting on what I thought would be even ground but that was a different story.
It was then that the Master in charge of our lesson said "Alright, that is enough for today." The other students returned their lightsabers to a nearby rack, some using the Force to do it, and made their way out of the room. I continued to lay there, both confused and angry with myself for my repeated defeats. I just could not understand it. I follow the entire lesson, practice my butt off to master the forms and stances, but when the times comes to cross blades, I end up with my butt on the floor staring at the blue or green glow of my opponent's blade.
"What am I doing wrong then?" I declared to the ceiling, hoping for an answer but like always, it never responds. However, the Master in charge of the lesson was still there and he said "It may be because you haven't found your fighting style yet."
I got up and looked at him and replied "You mean there is more than one type of fighting style available to learn?" He nodded his head and almost like he was reading my mind, he replied "However, those types of fighting styles are only taught at a much higher skill level then what you are at."
I would have given him a stern look of annoyance but the tranquil of this place has suppressed all of those types of emotions. Instead I just gave a tired sign and put the training lightsaber back on the rack and made my way out to get some food.
As I was walking, my mind was focused on what the instructor had said. Maybe my body was just not used to using a single lightsaber and instead I should focus on another form to practice. The question was which of the disciplines should I focus on and if I choose one, will it work for me.
"This might be tougher then I thought?" I mused.
However, it was then that I felt a small node of darkness. I was shocked because for a far as I could tell, this place was a safe haven. This darkness felt far but at the same time I had a feeling that it was somewhere in the temple.
Without really thinking about it, I started to follow the source of the darkness. The path I was taking, to my surprise, was leading me into some of the older parts of the temple. I remember being told to never venture into these parts as they contain secrets that someone with little experience would find daunting. However, I was not like the others and the source was down that hall.
Taking a deep breath, I ventured forth.
Unlike the rest of the temple, this place felt distant and old. It was like I had suddenly traveled back in time. It was an interesting and unnerving feeling and I found myself wishing that I had a lightsaber on hand. I then had to mentally slap myself for forgetting about the Keyblade and was tempted to bring it out. However, I kept my control and continued on.
It was then that I reached a very old door. I could feel the source of the darkness coming from the other side. Stealing myself for what was about to happen, I opened the door.
Sorry for the delay but it has been hard to get motivated.
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