My Path

But i thought to myself.

"What would an Emperor choose?"

I contemplated as i thought back to the novels in my previous world.

The protagonists never choose one.

They create an unprecedented path of their own.

And so I thought "Surely I have the best of talent, right?"

After all I have reincarnated, I have to have a golden finger don't I?

I might not have a system or a great master.

But as a reincarnater, how could i be normal?

I'm not like the other children, i have the intellect of an adult.

I have the will of someone who has been in pain throughout his life.

And thus,

I will create my own path to the Emperor Realm.

I will train as a Body Refiner and a Soul Cultivator.

Although It will take me longer to increase my cultivation compared to others.

I will walk down a road of unlimited potential rather than limit myself.

1 month later.

In a small room with a simple bed and a table a young boy is doing an exercise which is termed as a "pushup" on earth, or atleast trying to.

The young boy is sweating profusely as he falls to the ground and takes a deep breath before mumbling

"Even though I can't do a full pushup yet doing it halfway is still monstrous for a 2 year old child."

I started refining my body a month ago.

Since I can't cultivate currently i cannot use the normal methods to refine my body, so i decided to do what i can.

In the morning the young girl whose name is still unknown to me, since everyone thinks I can't speak.

Brings me breakfest.

Afterwards, i go to the yard of the orphanage and start running only stopping when I am incapable of doing so.

Finishing my daily run i take a freezing cold shower to temper my body so it can better tolerate temperatures.

As the day's go on I use colder water than the previous day.

During noon I attempt to do a pushup until im exhausted.

After which i take a cold shower once more to cool myself off before going to bed.

This was my routine for a month.

It was painful pushing my body to my limit constantly, but i could see my progress and knew that my journey wouldn't be painless.

I kept my sanity by comparing myself to the other orphans who were far behind me.

Which was, admittedly childish of me.