I Have 10 Training Avatars Novels & Stories

Yet, sometimes they still called me with name since I said it was okay to use my real name here. My avatar, a miniature dragon, flickered its tail, acknowledging the call. Bear, rabbit, eagle, tiger, and more roamed this space, each avatar as unique as its user. Our leader, Number 1, had chosen a majestic white tiger that stood upright on two legs with white robe. "Number 10, have you adjusted well to the sleeping capsule I sent over four months ago?" inquired Number 2, his voice emanating from an old monkey avatar with notably long arms.

he said, his voice low and even. The room fell silent once more, the only sound was their breathing,, hanging in the air like a predator. ************** The massive training ground laid out on a very spacious land, it was barricaded and divided into sections; the young trainee, adult warriors, both for males and females. Section for the trackers and the adept archers. Ava stood in the middle of the combat area, surrounded by ten warrior wolves, who under her command were to attack her all at once. They all launched an attack on her at once, she spun in the air and landed on the torso of the warrior closest to her, knocking him to the ground.

The footage dropped at 8:00 a.m. sharp. Three separate files. Three different continents. One synchronized upload. Ava didn’t use logos. Didn’t watermark anything. She let the content speak for itself, timestamped, and undeniable. Subject 04 “Compliance Reflex Conditioning” A girl no older than ten, strapped to a table, being trained to flinch on command. Subject 06 “Emotional Neutralization Protocol” A teenager forced to sit through looped death scenarios until she stopped reacting.

I nodded as I chuckled. "Welcome to training 101"

" I say as I look him right in the eye before slowly showing him, my half-beast form. Which was a leopard in a human structure. " I do not have a name but I go by a serial number which is Version 4.1. I was created by accident but I was trained all the same. I was created without a purpose, which made me the odd one out. I was kept under one Version, Version 2, and isolated away from the others until the death of Version 4 where I was immediately wheeled out to be his replacement..... No one even noticed that I replaced Version 4 and we look nothing alike... Sad isn't it? We are nothing more than replaceable pawns in this cruel game of chess. "

"You're first." She didn't protest. She only nodded and stepped forward onto the designated combat zone. The other students moved back to give her space. Damian motioned to one of the trainers, who activated the illusion-a holographic opponent, designed to match the trainee's level, capable of moving, attacking, and defending realistically. The room fell silent as the figure before Skylar materialized. A massive, armored warrior stood there, wielding a blade that shimmered like a dark shadow in the air. It wasn't real-but it was dangerous enough to be taken seriously.

Preparation is key for the impending battle, Kira told her before she started training her. Charlotte begins her training regimen with a series of stretching exercises, her movements fluid and precise. Limbering up her body, she ensures that every muscle is ready for the challenges ahead. With each stretch, she focuses her mind, channelling her inner strength and determination. She starts with the basics, honing her agility and speed by darting through the underbrush with the grace of a prowling predator. Each movement is deliberate, and calculated, as she weaves between trees and leaps over fallen logs, her wolfish instincts guiding her every step.

I’ve tried to take my raging heart from longing for him, especially after seeing him with the woman many weeks ago, but he has a crazy way of bribing my heart and making it long for him. “Good morning, everyone,” Avril speaks up as we step into the wide, white-painted wide room to see her wearing a black sports bra and tights and standing before three men. “Good morning, Avril.” we all chorus. She takes a step towards us. “Welcome to your second week of training. Today you will test your strength.” I never took part in any training at the UA, as they designed it for those who had already shifted. With the increase in their speed and strength, they could compete for hours without getting tire

After sticking around for a while longer, her scent soon started disappearing indicating that she had left, it was no longer as present and thick in the air as before. "Good," I muttered and continued my run. It seemed like she didn’t want to find me either. ◘ "You'll be training the pups," Angelo told me. "OK, how many are they?" I asked. "There's 10 of them, you sure you can handle them?" He taunted knowing I was not the biggest fan of children. "How hard can training toddlers be." I scoffed. "You'll see," He chuckled then left.

Why do I have to be mates with someone that's in love with training? While everyone complains about the absurdity of the training time, Karl enjoys it. Saying something about connecting with nature while enhancing your body. A loud groan escapes my mouth when I realize I can procrastinate this training anymore. I get out of bed, turn on my lights and face the mirror. “Ivy, you can do this. If you survive this training you get three extra candies.” I'm trying to bribe myself and it's working. I get the girls to move to the training field with their training attire. The boys are already there, Karl speaking with them.