Naruto Trains Himself For 3 Years Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“And I’ll also be leaving my weakness and cowardice with you here, Mother. From now on, I’ll be someone you’d be proud of. A befitting son of a Luna.” After that, I uttered a small prayer and then took my backpack. “I’m going now, Mother.” And off I went to train. -- Large sweat beads dripped my face. My breathing was also fast and my body felt so heavy, yet, I endured. I am now on my 7th day of training, and after exceeding my limitations several times, I could feel the improvements in my basic skills. There are times when I could feel the familiar sensation back then when my eyes supposedly changed but I could not maintain it.

I was starting to think that I had punctured her lungs with how hard I had hit her ribs. “I had three days of training, remember,” I replied. Goddess, does anyone in this family even listen when someone besides them speaks? “It takes years of training to become an effective fighter, Eva. Three days is laughable. Are you sure you didn’t train in the Stone Fall pack?” she hissed out. She shifted to try to get into a more comfortable position.

he said. “I know.” “You don’t have to carry this by yourself.” “I’m not.” But part of me was. Part of me always would be. He leaned his arms on the railing again. “When is it?” “In three nights.” He exhaled slowly. “That’s not much time.” “No.” “You’ll need to train.” “I haven’t been cleared for training, but I need you to believe in me.” He nodded slowly. “Okay.” He went quiet for a moment. Then he said, “You’re stronger than you think.”

“I spend at least eight hours a day in combat training. Tharion and his brother Soren are brutal—they never let up. Then there’s this other instructor, Gus… he’s a werebear, and man, he looks the part. Ferocious, but genuinely a good guy. And that’s not even counting the other training—magic, creature studies, all of it, and how they interact.” Jaiyana leaned against the doorframe, fascinated. The way he described his training, his tone a mix of awe and determination, made her chest swell with admiration. She could hear the grit behind his words, the intensity of his world, and yet, in that moment, it was just him and her, connected across the distance. “You’re amazing,” she whispered, almos

The mood that’s been set around us and the fresh breeze of the night are too good and refreshing to ruin. The following days passed by like a blur. At first, I receive some worried glances from my maid, Craig, his Beta, and a few others, but that quickly fades away, especially after they observe my progress. Instead of uselessly dwelling in the past, I throw myself into training with even more intensity. I work longer hours, spar harder, and push my limits to exhaustion as I hope to get back to my full shape as fast as I can, as I was three years ago. Or even better than I was then.

“It’s been a year.” Dara smiled, “Care to tell me how it’s been going?” It had been a year. In that time I had grown stronger, faster, and more sure of myself. Even learned to follow orders. By this time, my friends would have all aged out of their training camps and were well into their service at the barrier fighting whatever monster there was. “I think it’s going well.” my answers had become shorter. Maybe it was because I had less self doubt or maybe because I just didn’t feel broken anymore.

They have to go through that process for one whole year, before getting familiar with the pain to the extent that they don’t feel it anymore when they shape shift. “Sweetheart, you can’t make the pain go away, you just have to endure it because it’s a process you can’t evade. But not to worry, you’re almost sixteen, so you won’t have to endure it for long anymore. It’ll soon be over” “I hope so, I really do hope so” “I promise it will. Have you had lunch yet?” “No, but nana was done cooking when I was coming here” “Then I think you should go and eat now, you need strength for your next training”

"Are you alright, Dezzy? Norman mentioned that Liv went missing. Why did you keep something like that from me? "I'm still overseas. Flights are put on hold because of the weather. Wait for me. I'll find a way to get back!" I shook my head in despair. Not only would traveling require time and energy, but Sarah would also have no choice but to worry alongside us when she returned. After ending the call, I tried calling the future me from three years later. Alas, I still could not get through. Slightly perplexed, Norman asked, "Whose number is this? Is it the wrong number, Dezzy?"

He said sturdily. I glanced down and began playing with my fingers. I usually do this whenever I’m shaking and nervous. The way how his eyes coax me is making me fear him at most when in fact, it was a stronger version of myself is what I planned on showing. But whenever he was there, I felt inferior. My mind was telling me to become bold… strong and shouldn’t let him obtain my body yet I always bend and break as if he was doing a black magic against me. “Now, look at me,” he commanded which I heavily followed. “You will undergone a training for three days. It will serve as your guidelines and things you should know now that you’re already part of our kingdom completely.”

Star Groaning I picked up my broken body off the training floor, we've been at it for three hours straight now and none of them seems to want to give up, I get that they want to make me strong and ready for when the king comes but that won't happen in one day no matter how much they want it.