Training J
Intense…Could Intense be called an understatement? Goku certainly felt so.
He had forced his power up to Kaioken level fifty, and it hurt. The angel or whatever he was-Goku didn't really care anymore, pain has an amazing ability to dissolve curiosity- had Goku working eighteen out of twenty four hours. When he had accepted the proposal for Israel to train him he had not expected a regime this intense.
Every time he woke up from his six hour nap he would be forced to power up to his maximum possible Kaioken level and then he would be running as fast as he could, he would run and run at unprecedented speeds until he crashed to the ground, the white chamber in which they were never seemed to end, but Goku coudnt spare the energy to worry about that just yet, five precious minutes he would lay panting on the ground, before the weight lifting began. Israel could produce a slab out of nothing, a heavy black square slab… a very heavy black ball, he would put this ball in a bag, and he would put that bag on Goku's back, and then Goku would do pushups, every day the ball got heavier and every day his trainer made him do five sets of a hundred pushups, he would barely make it through the last set and then without a seconds respite, with a pack heavier than hell and arms burning to match. He would go for another run through this endless white space. And this was only half the workout, he would be afforded ten minutes of peace, then he would begin combat training.
Goku would wait for this. He would stand ten feet away from Israel, and he would…create waves and bursts of energy, fountains and constellations of pure brilliance, he would make the universe in front of Goku and tear it apart. He would create a melody of fire. A song of the earth and he would dance on it. He showed Goku the true meaning of energy, a vast from which you scooped up water and turned it into paint, how you painted was up to you. And then Goku would do the same to the best of his ability, what he was learning here was control over energy, how to make it do anything you wanted, how to make into a limb of yours that was infinitely powerful and flexible. This would go on for a much smaller period then Goku wished, and then they would spar, test the weapons they had made, Goku would attack and the angel would defend, but no matter what Goku threw at him was somehow nullified, it would be blocked, stopped nullified or slighted away. Yet he kept trying and his attacks grew stronger, he created a new attack he liked to call mahar. It meant 'to eradicate' a huge wave of energy designed to wipe out whatever was in its path. Yet the mahar had no effect on Israel. He would take hold of it as if it was a weighted object he would spin it around and launch it towards Goku, who would dodge it, this would be highly repetitive until Goku was exceedingly nimble on his feet and the mahar was exceedingly destructive. Yet the angel showed no sign of weariness. Goku would use different attacks as well of course, latticed cages which were promptly shattered. Lances of fire that were only too easy to break and a maelstrom of deadly focus that would rage ineffectively.
One particular day Goku was hit by a rebounding mahar. He was exhausted but he refused to stop, so many evenings spent launching attack after attack on Israel and not one managed to scratch him. The day would officially end when Goku could no longer maintain his Kaioken. The deflected attack knocked the red layer of energy away from him and he lay panting on the ground, his drained body was highly sore everywhere but not in severe pain, that last attack had thankfully not been too powerful. His frustration was palpable and he was not in the least satisfied as he slept that night.
He knew the training was making him stronger, each day his access of Kaioken ascended a level. He could currently reach Kaioken eighty seven and hold it throughout the day; soon he would be at a hundred. Yet his opponent showed no sign of weakening. His power remained constant as if Goku was not getting stronger at all-which was impossible. Every cell in Goku's body burned with energy that day and he attacked his regime with fury that his trainer had not seen before, he maintained the determined fire of his rage throughout the days that followed. And as they say 'it's all in the mind' his power grew faster than even his master expected, before the week was over he was at Kaioken level one hundred. And he was told to maintain, he trained every day at level hundred. His physical training sessions were replaced with physical combat ones. Every morning he would use his muscles and every evening he would use is cranium. And so he trained and so he grew stronger and stronger, his new body never failed him, his mind was sharper his senses keener and his muscles more powerful, he knew without a doubt that the levels he was at could never have been achieved with his old body and soon if he wished his power to keep growing he would have to shed his body like a snake sheds its skin, that was how the pendulum of growth swings, evolution is natural growth, and you either evolve or you fall behind…Goku had no intention of falling behind.
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