I Have 10 Training Avatars Mga Nobela at Kwento

"It even said here, I am Host 1096. Still, I don't know how many are there. Are we destined to fight? Is that why you said before that our future will be full of challenges?"

"I'll talk about this with Andrew. Maybe he can help me..." [Farruck wish to train part of your army to be farmers and cultivate the land] [How many do you wish to receive the training?] [Skull rats: 0/187] [Lesser abyssal skeleton: 0/1] [Bone vulture: 0/1] [Swift Banshee: 0/1] [Ummature spawn: 0/2] "Let's first see the stats of everyone..." [Name: Skeletor] [Level: 12 (105 XP left to lv 11)]

Charlie said. “My mate has earned their trust enough to train with them. She has shown me their training groups and while I do agree there is hundreds, I don’t believe that he has as many as you think he does anymore. I’d say 250 max.” I said. “Really now? That’s it? Just 250?” Charlie started stroking his chin in what seemed like deep thought. “What’s going on in that head of yours Charlie?” Alpha Brock was the one to speak up this time.

KOA The sound of my grunts echoed in the walls of the training room of Sparta. Sweat dripped down my back as I fought the simulated man. I managed to dodge the strike of his sword and countered it with a quick elbow to its ribs. The technology at Sparta was so high-end that we could feel the artificial opponents as though they were real, which made training much more efficient for the younger ones who had never encountered real combat outside the pack. “Adjust difficulty to maximum,” I commanded, and the soldier adjusted to my command, transforming into a half-shifted werewolf.

Axel also seemed to be in a good mood. As we began walking to school, his excitement for his new concept ‘power training’ was all he could talk about, but I was barely paying attention. “Why do you just keep smiling?” He asks, and for the first time I noticed I hadn’t stopped smiling all morning. “Oh, I was able to make something appear last night, I thought maybe if I approach Cecilia with it, she’ll think it’s great.” I couldn’t contain my excitement, being able to materialize objects was not something I ever imagined was possible. Yet, it was.

"What are you seeking?" “You, Aria. Just like before.”. I froze. “What are you talking about?”. Do you believe it's the first time we've talked? He tapped the glass. Suddenly, screens were illuminated in front of him.' Videos. Hundreds. All of me. Younger. Older. Crying. Fighting. Hooked to wires and connected to machines. “What… what's this?”. “Your training. Your lives. All the versions of you.”. I stepped back, dizzy.

While thinking of that, I activated my screen and checked the details. 'Training floor.' Just as its name written here, it was an entire floor meant for training, for the , I believe. Not only with Augmented Reality holograms function like the basement I took my practical flight test, but there's also the Artificial Dimension with different models to choose from. The best part is— a combination of them is possible. This means you could train at different Artificial Dimensions while fighting AI holograms. That's quite convenient. But I'm afraid I won't be using it.

||Raven|| After training, I dragged myself to the room. I was worn out. Warmed up, jogged for fifteen miles, sit-ups, three hundred push-ups and hand to hand combat had done a number on my bones and muscles. There was seriously something wrong with Alaric. How could he push a new trainee like me that hard?

POV Isabella Di´Giotanno. Since the training is two hours long, I only train the first hour in human form. Then, everyone strips naked to transform into their wolves. In packs, nudity is not a big deal, since we must constantly undress to transform and not tear one's clothes every time. So, as I walk towards the stands, something won't let me take my eyes off Eric "Damn! But what muscles he has! Oh, my Goddess! What a huge cock that man has! Is he half elephant or what? And it's not even hard! It doesn't matter, anyway, I would run my tongue over every inch of that great body!" says the female voice that is not mine.