Swordsman Class
Five months have passed since the day of summer solstice, the day Zephyr's birthday was.
Yes, he was born on summer solstice. Zephyr always found it pretty funny that he was born on a day that was symbolizing brightness and new beginnings. Although he did have things considerably better than his last life which was quite a pleasant surprise for him, he still needed to become strong in order to get through his curse somehow when it flares up again and he had not forgotten about the old man too. Although he thought that maybe his family was work of the elderly god but disregarded the thought immediately when he remembered how He didn't even bother speaking to him. He still felt unfairly treated for his last life.
'Call me petty, but I can never forget as to how he did me wrong.'
*Smack*
A clean strike landed on zephyr's chest as he felt the air forced out of his lungs, he rolled back onto the ground with gritted teeth.
"Where is your mind in the middle of the of the fight?" Isabella stood above him holding out her hand to him.
"You are not supposed to use Prana while practicing." Zephyr said with a groan as he took his sister's hand and stood up.
"What are you talking about? I only used essence." Bella said with innocence.
"Thats basically part of prana." Zephyr spat out while rubbing his chest which felt as though it was ran over by a bull.
"Well, that's what you get for being distracted during a fight" Bella said and then added, "Plus I can't control it that well, it's been only four months I got access to essence. I only meant to make you fall on the ground."
"Then don't use it during our Practice!" Zephyr said as he flinched while ava was checking his chest, in place where the sword had hit under his shirt a small black-blue line was appearing in form of a bruise slowly.
"It really landed that hard", Bella spoke with a guilty expression that turned into a puppy face as she bent down to have a closer look, "I am so sorry Zeph. I didn't think it would land that hard."
Watching tears forming in his sister's eyes Zephyr Sighed and spoke, "Geez, no need to be so sad Bell it's just a bruise. We probably receive more than 100 strikes each day and I don't even remember how many bruises we have received till the day."
"Still, it was not essence powered sword strike! I am sorry" Bella apologized once again.
Zephyr waved his hand signifying that the topic was over.
"Let's get back at it! Next time father returns from the castle we will land at least one hit on him." Zephyr said as he stood with his right leg to the front, and he held the sword with a firm grip.
"Yes, let's do that!" Bella said as she sniffed a bit and looked at him with a renewed look.
"Here I come." Zephyr warned Bella as he lunged at her while inhaling a deep breath from his nose and releasing it from his mouth.
The two swords clashed as their amateur wielders swung with many imperfections which were still better than five months before when they actually kept spraining their bodies while swinging it like a lunatic.
Ava slowly got up from her spot and started making laps around the clearing, as they were supposed to sparing each other in turns while the remaining one was working out to make their body stronger.
After Zephyr and Bella sparred each other, Next Bella sparred with Ava who seem to be promising revenge for the coming future that whenever her heart gains access to prana she will bully Bella back, because she just kept getting whacked by her elder sister.
Meanwhile Zephyr shook his head with a sigh and focused. A moment later he saw two staves spread apart and the scroll appeared Infront of him floating in midair.
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Name: Zephyr
True Name: [Unnamed]
Race: Human
Rank: Unranked
Heart: Phase I (Dormant)
Class: [Chakra bearer] [Swordsman]
Affinity: Wind
Shards: ----
Boon: ----
Curse: {Fated Condemnation}
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A small smile shaped on his face as he saw his new class. Yes, He got the swordsman class last week.
"Months of running, exercising, swinging wooden sword, the spars, finally paid off." Zephyr thought as he clenched his fist in victory. Although swordsman class is one of the most common classes found in human domain, he was still very happy that he got these results, it meant her was progressing.
He focused on the [Swordsman] tag and saw the familiar swirling of ink as it formed into new words.
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Class: [Swordsman]
Mastery: Novice
Description: You are a beginner, but you can swing a sword enough to kill a common tier 1 monster somehow.
Sword Art: ----
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From what he had asked his father about classes and their mastery, He knew that there were different levels of mastery for every class that exists. It was novice, Initiate, adept, master, Grandmaster, Lord, Empyrio, Divine.
They all simply showed the mastery of the person over the class of that particular person and the mastery also defined what level of sword art can a person learn.
As for what is a sword art, from what he recalled, it was something supposedly learned from manuals of sword execution techniques or can be attained through clearing grimoires as well. If explained in few words' sword arts were a bunch of arts that allowed a person to perform many techniques that they will usually have to create from scratch and as it seems they were quite rare.
He also discovered that his class would evolve into Arcana or essence swordsman from the swordsman class when he learns how to use prana to empower his sword. When Isabella trained using she also attained the class of swordsman but it would eventually evolve to Essence swordsman instead of Arcana swordsman as she was a person whose essence control was better compared to her arcana.
As it seems not everyone had the same amount of mastery over the two parts of prana energy. Some people had more mastery over essence, and some had more mastery over Arcana. People with more mastery over arcana were the ones with better magic control kind that chose path as a magician while the others had a better control over their essence, they were most likely to have greater physical stats.
While having better essence control didn't mean that people can't use magic at all. It simply signified that the person with Low arcana control would have to work way harder to control arcana.
'It would be like moving a car on cubical wheels, it's not impossible to move it on a flat surface but it would be certainly hard to do so and would consume way too much fuel'
Thinking along these lines, Zephyr got up from the log he was resting on and started swinging sword Infront of him while holding the wooden sword firmly with both hands
After a session of swinging, he transitioned from practice swings to various exercises, and then went on to spar with Ava, swapping places with Bella so she could exercise. Following their practice, they cleansed their faces, patted them dry, and leisurely made their way home, observing the sun's descent to the west and feeling the chilly breeze on their faces, heralding the onset of winter and the close of autumn.
When they reached home grace was already in the kitchen preparing the food. She shooed them away as the three of them tried to see inside the pot opening the pot. Telling them that it won't be cooked properly if the let the steam out. With their stomach grumbling they went in turns to the bathroom and washed themselves with excitement burning and Stomach rumbling for the Delicacies prepared by their mother.
Usually when Leif was gone, they often suffered from lack of funds. But not this time as his mother was seemingly able to find way more work for herself because of the approaching winters and many people needing clothes for themselves and they even started weaving jute baskets since last month significantly improving their food issues.
"HAH..." Zephyr let out a small breath as he ate tomato, onion and paneer gravy alongside bread and rice.
'Oh! I am loving this.' Zephyr thought as he felt the paneer melting in his mouth with a satisfied smile. 'Such should be the life and food.'