Ren turned 7 just recently. This time, he focused on gaining foundations and raw strength. He stopped practicing the class skills that he got for a hefty of time now...
Making him miss the classes and also summoning clones. It was years that have passed and he felt his memory of having multiple classes has already faded.
The weights were accompanying him since it was given and he was steadily making progress. Though it was enough to make Ren trip on his own even without the help of bullies. He could just pout as his body always felt heavy and weak.
And so after his grandpa felt like he was getting fat, he immediately made him exercise. Doing push-ups while being put with a kettlebell on his back.
"Push more! You are weaker than I thought!" said his grandpa.
"Says the one on my back while sipping tea!" Ren nearly cursed.
"Well, I am practicing not to spill the tea while balancing the cup! Anyways, who told you to talk back!" his master then pulled the hair near his ears.
"Ouch ouch ouch!" Ren nearly lost his strength.
By now, his strength output was still 10%. Only his grandpa was able to tweak the output and still, the release of the limiter was not yet told by his master.
"Master, how can I learn to release these limiters? Like I wanted to know the 100% output," Ren then stopped pushing up. Waiting to hear his grandpa's reply.
"Hmmm, well maybe I will let you learn it. The Academy entrance exam is near so maybe you need to know it. When you are in the academy, you need to use it in just dire times and not flaunt it, okay?" he told him then stood up.
"I will give you the ownership of the limiter weights. The imprint is your key," he then summoned a bluish color miasma on his fingertips and then touched his forehead. Ren then felt that he has a connection to the items. It felt that their presence was sensed by his sixth sense and they felt alive for the first time.
"Wow!" Ren was amazed as it was his first time to feel it for years. He thought that it was just an item but it felt like a living item now!
"Try commanding it. An example is to set the output to 50%," Ren instructed.
"Okay," he smiled in a mischievous smirk, "Set output to 50%"
The runes then glowed and he felt the difference. Just how light his body was! He could leap and reach the skies if he wanted. Though his excitement was short-lived. His master then reverted it to 10%.
"You should not be excited yet. Remember to just use it in dire times. If I hear that you use it to bully others then you will be set to 1% forever! Understood?" he then cracked his fist.
"Yes, Master! I understand," he replied like a good boy. Come to think of it, 1% would be his doom. He could barely lift his arms or even step without getting tripped. He could not walk steadily if that happens. He would be back to a toddler! It was worse than death itself!
He could not imagine what a 1% output would be. He could be crawling on the ground if that happens.
And so, he obeyed. Etching it in his mind that it was a no-no to bully others. With it, his master was happy. "Good child," he patted his head.
It was then, "Now, we will train your stamina. Push-ups are only improving your punching prowess. But running or jogging are improving your movement speed and stamina. So run now!" he immediately grabbed his whips and he was chased while being whipped.
The whip cracked when Ren slowed down. His stamina and leg strength was improving but he was weakening greatly. His 10% limit was being slowly churned like a muscle that was ripped and repaired. Thanks to the weight limiters that repair his muscle tissue despite it putting a heavy burden on him. It was a perfect muscle trainer!
It soon dusked and dawned and Merlin was still running while being chased by his master.
"Master let's rest, I might die this time," Ren was pleading.
"Hmm, quit yapping! We will use the sled this time!" Ren then made him pull the sled like a reindeer. He was being whipped while he pulled.
"Run! Like to the edge of tomorrow!" his master was screaming.
"No, seriously. I might die this time," his eyes were lifeless and his mind was almost at his limits.
Parthenax was just watching all this time and was sitting on the ground like a person. Eating a roasted leg of a boar being clenched by his hands.
Ren ran back and forth while he was watching them going to his left and back to his right.
Ren then tripped and fell on the ground chest first. He stood up but his legs were trembling. He was uttering gibberish like "I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die," multiple times. He felt it more like torture than exercise. Eyes staring down on the ground while mumbling.
It was then, he was dismissed and his training stopped for now. He managed to survive with just 10 percent of his raw strength and he could not imagine the 100 percent of it. With that, he went to the bath and rested.
He then had time to focus on his Breathing method and Mana circulation in the meantime. His training every day with his two methods made him reach to 7th stage. In which was the realm of masters. He could not hide his excitement to use his skills in the near future.
By the time, he stopped practicing job class related practice but focused solely on building up foundations and removing his limits. With his limiter on his body, he was unknowingly building up his raw stats. Making him to not imagine how strong he was now. With that, he also grew taller by the years.
He managed to survive his grandpa's trainings and then his clones might become monsters in the future. If only he could release his limiter weights then he could feel that he will be unstoppable.