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Hakuda, Kido, Hoho, and Zanjutsu all areas of weakness for Yoma. Yoma returned to the shino academy to go over the basis and gain a understanding of what he lacked. He had learned from a vizard name poliro that he was nothing more a fool who had lots of growing to do and lacking in every aspect he should have a basis in. Yoma received training from this same vizard into improving these aspects of himself. He knew that the same would happen as before if he didn’t reflect on what was taught. He would forget it and lose the ability to recall it. This time Yoma wanted to keep these skills as part of him. He wanted to ingrain these skill to his body, his very core. This way they would never be lost to him.
Within the shino academy, Yoma spent time reading of the skills of the shinigami and their roles. He wanted to discover and reinforce himself of the core mission to maintain within himself. He wanted the knowledge he lacked all these years, he wanted to refine himself as he was no longer the same individual that he was before. He had to work even harder to make up for lost time.
Yoma queitly behaved as a regular shinigami and acted as the rest. No one here would know who he was, he had left the gotei for quite sometime now. He hated how the gotei made him feel nothing more then a pawn in a war. Yet, it seemed that these young shinigami were unaware of the challenges that would one day face. The lesson on hand was seemly Zanjustu. It was different from the one he was practicing everyday after being left in awe of stefan’s power and made him desire to adapt his style. The teacher had been seemly telling these young ones that they have potential and that a heart has to be poured into a sword swing. Basic information but something Yoma wish he learned in the past. He felt as he had lost a part of himself. He had so much time lost as he had so many missing memories due to his own mental disability. Yet yoma continued listening. Each person here had their own potential in something even if it wasnt combat they can all find a purpose to guide them. This was true but finding that purpose wasn’t easy
As this ended so did class. The shinigami all began to disperse and it seemed the teacher had left. Yet, questions still rang inside of him. Yoma decided to follow the teacher and see what else he could obtain. What could they help him with if they could? Yoma arrived to a field of flowers which he found a nice comfort in. It was a relaxing and calming place. Yet, yoma knew he had no time to take in the senereny. He needed to continue bettering himself.
Yoma slowly walked up to the man as not to startle him. He knew if he said nothing then it would be a waste of time.
“excuse me sir, I was curious if you could help me improve. I am a young and inexperienced shinigami. I am struggling with all the basis that a shinigami must know. I would just lik to get a footing on them to better find my own path. I do apologize if I am taking up your time.”
Yoma wasn’t sure if he should give his name as he had no idea who this person was and what they would think if he was no longer with the gotei and was part of a different org. He just wanted to improve. He wanted to start becoming like the warriors of the past he had heard of and become someone who could influence other. They way he was now nothing but an ant waiting to be stepped on clueless to the sytem of the world.
Yoma was confused when he heard the man speak his name, immediately he grew curious if he had met them before but was drawing a blank. Who was he and how did he know his name. Was this man aware of yoma’s current situation with his comment of returning or did he mean something else. The man stated they wouldn’t explain how he knew his name and began explaining to him kido and hoho, Telling him how they are the basic of basic for shinigami. He knew the man was holding back his strength in order to teach yoma. Yoma knew he had to take a moment to focus and Synchronize with his other self. Clearing his mind and focusing on his breathing the two became as one. Yoma was now ready to begin his training. It has seemed the main had an assistant helping him and set up a number of test dummies and placing markings to use as training area. Yoma knew he was going to need to be careful. He didn’t want to destroy this area full of beauty.
Yoma listened to what this man had told him, focusing on the words to make sure he could do everything well. The explanation for the Kido was simple enough to follow. Focus his energy to his finger and just say the name of the Kido as he pointed towards the dummy. Yet, the explanation to hoho was somewhat more difficult and confusing.for yoma. Try taking a step and move as swiftly as possible simultaneously. Yoma though this would be impossible for him. Before starting as he watched the man take out a pipe and sit down to watch. Yoma knew he had to ask him something before starting.
“You know us, but we don’t know you, who are you? Why are helping us? This is just strange and confusing and strange. You said that skills and techniques we use as shinigami do not define us. I want to know what you mean by that. Doesn’t our roots affect us?”
He wasn’t sure what response he was going to get or if he was going to respond at all. Yoma began first with the kido practice.
Again nothing. He knew he would have to apply more energy and pressure to get this right. He focused less on his location and more on releasing his strength. Gathering the energy in his finger once more. Yoma targeted the dummy.
This time the power was too much and caused a minor explosion knocking yoma back. This happened again as yoma repeated his actions. He focused on the energy and what he wanted to do. He relaxed himself and got ready to get it right this time. He knew he could do it. His body felt as he had done this hundreds of times. It was as if his body was remembering something he could it and yoma shouted once again.
This time he was able to knock down the target dummy. He started feeling a bit tired already and this was strange to him. He didn’t understand why but he got ready to attempt to practice Hoho. As he did he immediately fell over. It felt difficult and he was gathering the energy to his feet to attempt it once more. He pushed himself forward, nothing it was just like an ordinary sprint. What could he be doing wrong?
Yoma had many questions but it had seemed that tsubasa was picking and choosing which to answer, answering Yoma’s question on what his roots were. Yoma couldn’t help but listen and pounder. So yoma thought, that having access to these abilities and powers meant nothing other than a force one has at their disposal to push themselves in the direction that they strive to go in. It is not the power that chooses where to go but the user who chooses it. It was a simple conclusion and a simple answer but he still felt lacking as he continued to practice his kido. As he finally managed a successful kido he had decided it was time to attempt to try his hand at Hoho, upon the feeling of falling the old man had caught yoma with his finger to prevent him from falling over.
He felt a kindness from the man as he smiled and explained to him that the technique, required footwork and inform him that much more practice would be required and a desire to go somewhere is needed. But a line stuck out to yoma, Before you can evolve it into something new. Did it mean that these powers and abilities were also not limited and could grow? Yoma noticed Tsubasa had vanished once more there he was where he had been previously watching his scarlet eyes had seemed they were glued and focused seeing something Yoma could not.
“Sir, You make it sound as if these abilities can also grow, i thought one’s spiritual energy and self could rise and change but the techniques would be limited and stagnant as they do not change. I know i'm not much but i have been studying and experiencing new things and can our power really grow and change?”
Yoma grew curious of those who strived for power. He never had a motivation till now, yet he knew his other half was always growing and aiming for power. Yoma was just now looking for strength but also understanding and knowledge. The strange happening in the world was nothing new but to him it was all overwhelming and confusing.
Yoma once more focused on the words given to him by tsubasa and readied to attempt again, unlike the kido he had just performed this felt alien to him. The attempts at kido had seemed as he done them many times. Yet, this Hoho was so frustrating and confusing to perform. Over and over yoma wanted to get into the target areas but couldn't help but fall into a sprint? Every attempt felt the same, he couldn’t manage to obtain the feeling or sense for it. Was this inpossible or was his desire not great enough. Yoma would continue to focus and change his form attempting to get it right.