Chapter 1: Awakening to ESP? I think I need a rest.
Born in '93. Just a normal above average looking Asian American. (Self-proclaimed)
I have 4 sisters and 2 brothers.
Some reason, I view my four youngest siblings as menacing as they find joy in breaking my things..
My parents also dotes on them way too much while all my complains result in "As the eldest, you should give everything to support the younger ones. Or for any bad situations, just tough it out. Back in our day, we drew our own water from the well and cook rice at your age.."
(Of course even when my siblings grow up, they still don't need to shoulder as much stress.)"
My elementary days was growing up around my wacky classmates. (older by a 2-7 age gap)
Since I was the only Asian in my class with traits like short, frail and resembles my mom, I got bullied. (My family thinks good looking people should look more delicate than rough.. and.. I actually feel the same? Idk, why people lately would favor a wild unkempt cowboy or bulky muscles. Or even women that look like average 30s+ years old let loose without proper care & fitness according the my weird outdated opinion of beauty (?). Which I liked girls with exquisite faces that shines on old school television. Or at least reasonably fit, cute with personality.)
I guess that is because before 2005, I was still mostly only watching old television reruns and the classmates influencing me to feel like a 90s kid.
In my later years, I able to learn a bit of kenpo to protect myself at least.
I went to a high school that was often filled with people near the hall capacity resulting in many tardies to class.
I managed to pass the stressing hurdle that is high school and college while getting interested in certain anime and Final Fantasy games and even got a office job later..
I wasn't able to get any taller than 158 cm and my weight remained around 90lb. even after college..
When I got to online games.. the RNG and certain hackers had succeeded in making me leaving many MMOs that I spent much devoted time on, in heartbreak..
Over time, I start to feel listless and start to wonder about what to do.
I like reading J-novels and manga but there were many that I couldn't finish for various reasons.
Then I started reading certain Chinese novels as well..
I was able to enjoy a few but lately many of the new C-novels that I seen contains the reused plots like deliberately abusing and bashing the protagonist for certain audiences, or cultivating psychopaths hell bent on mass murder to all opposers for w/e reasons but it could still be read more or less..
However, I hated the stories that have certain characters suddenly go all Chinese patriot and 'loving their country' became reason to spread a weird unjustified racial hatred or gloat saying how crappy everything else is in comparison to China or pfft Tian Dynasty.
Even if the characters were to reborn into someone of a different nation.
That stubbornness to even include plot scenes be like 'Oh, my native country is under attack by China but "I'll still try to help China in any ways possible because I was a proud Chinaman in my past life and still am in spirit." over helping this current life and body's native homeland any day!' to 'Pff, a certain race once had filthy slave blood.'
Idk if it was because I was reading it in raws but that the hatred for foreigners that could be felt when reading the text which even valids in unrelated worlds or especially why bother writing with the topic of Anime Traveling to spread hate for Japan every stop?
Or the characters having traveled to seeing so many beautiful J-Anime characters to say nothing but go and see a poorly C-Animated anime and write a long description to boost their beauty. Which when I googled, I really don't see how the CG or art style seen could match such a description.
It felt like a weird advertisement to watch more Chinese National Anime.
One of the weirdest and disturbing ones were when they also did that kind of description to a female Wolf from a Children's C-Animation named Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf.
Idk what person would be able to write exaggerated lines to beautify that wolf.
Could be influence from all the Chinese war dramas which had camera scenes focused on showing mini-battles victoriously won one-sidedly by their skilled men, cannon fodder allies gets shot down for the purpose of showing w/e unyielding spirit or even get smug for pulling shenanigans on the foreigners..
Some plots were pretty ridiculous like for example; A village girl about to be raped was pinned down by a group of military men fully armed with guns to suddenly have the tables turned on them by said village girl killing everyone after grabbing a nearby "normal" bow (low-key god weapon?) and "3" arrows (limitless?) shown on screen.. I mean, to go from powerless to suddenly have the ability to shot down 30+ armed gunmen with endless arrows unscatched standing in midst of gunfire (horrible shooting accuracy) without cover! The arrows went pew pew.
Then ended with her pulling out a communist armband ready to join a revolution group like wtf.
There's even modern people who were not even born in any Dynasty era calling themselves Tian Dynasty people. Ponders on why they don't use Asia or Zhongguo/ren or Huaxia since they automatically became clansmen of the Hans.
They have modern era background, but the characters purposely wear traditional Han clothes as if it's the best choice anywhere.
Or chant in long traditional poetry at any possible chance which why bother writing that they came from the modem age? Talk normal!
As a modern person I would just find it troublesome to constantly wear multi-layers of robes over a simple T-shirt and slacks as casual wear..
(I have traveled to many places in China before, can only say that much of China weren't that great of an experience to me. It was very humid in most areas, plus many expired food and beverages were served to upset my stomach which I find out late most of the time unfortunately. That could just be my luck. The whole tour experience gave me a vibe like watching a old documentary video but walking alongside with a big crowd? *shrugs*)
I started to get a bit tired of reading C-novels as well..
So I decided to packed up and visit the Grand Canyon!
It was that decision that turned my mundane life a little more interesting..?
I wandered around the canyon for several days until slipping into a deep pit which my hand was pierced by a glowing green rock along the fall.
However.. it seemed radioactive and actually melted my left hand off!
The excruciating pain caused me to blackout.
By the time, I woke up.. I find my left hand intact but now with a strange tribal sun mark..
There's even two stripe markings on each my wrists that feel a bit wild..?
My long hair that got in my face seem to have changed as well.. being partially whitened.
Pondering on if there's any other changes, I took out my phone to check.
What was shown was my facial features with slight changes like my eye color went from light brown to gold and there's also red marks that is spread around the corners of my eyes.
I wasn't able to rub it off.. but it seems to have added some charm to my appearance?
Coupled with my naturally long eyelashes, I think I am ready for some stage performance.. (lol)
I feel like I am going off track a bit too often.
With about 2/3 of my hair went silvery white, I have a feeling if my friends sees this, I'll get smacked.
I took my shirt off to find two more tribal band markings on my arms..
I later looked down to see luckily no markings on my lower body.
After checking around, I got curious about the sun mark on my left hand.
I poked a few times to see if anything happen and.. *rolling bush blows by*
"...Maybe I got high off something?"
When I gave up poking and looked around me..
I noticed that my eyesight seem to have gotten much better even in the darkness..
Even when closing my eyes, I feel like my other senses have heightened as well..
Feeling excited upon this discovery but not want to look mental or get caught to be studied..
I tried climbing back up from the bottom of the pit.. and failed epically.
In the end, I just dialed on my phone to call for the local authorities for rescue.
After some questioning, I was able to get back to the motel to recover my belongings.
I canceled my room after packing up and drove back to Chicago.
Once I am finally home, I started experimenting to see what kind of changes has occurred.
I was able to read at a much faster pace along with my memory seeming to have improve.
I am learning more easier than before.. also noticed a faint energy in the air that I haven't before.
Wondering if it is like qigong or reiki from those cultivation novels.. I tried to see if I can absorb it.
I have no idea how so I just try really hard to deeply breathe in air.. (Lol.)
Then I looked around the web to see some reference samples..
I tried entering zen meditation.. and slowly felt energy entering!
I got a bit over excited and spent the next couple days in the state of zen.
When I got out of that state, I noticed the time.. and got hungry.
I was feeling energized and the impurities in my body was expelled out of my pores..
After a shower, I ate a bowl of relishing soba noodles while checking for other changes.
My digestive system also got improved to leaving lesser waste of food unabsorbed.
My facial features seem to have gotten more detailed or refined?
I feel a energy flowing through my body like maybe the so call meridians and illusionary dantian?
Then I thought of the novels that talk about industrial pollution.. and already stop thinking about it.
Not like I'll be able to do much about pollution anyways.
All that matters to me at that moment is, the thrill of noticeability getting stronger!
Eventually life starts to feel more like a game element being added.
However, I still have to stay in tact with society.
As such, for the next couple of years.. I just went to work with cultivation on the side.
At first, my coworkers back from vacation was looking at my new appearance weirdly but gradually got used to it.
At some point in the future, I adapted to cultivating and developed my 6th sense to win in casinos.
I quitted the office job when I earned enough money to get by and kinda became a hermit.
Time measured as a hermit was enough for class ups beyond wizardry and sagehood.. (lol)
The lower dantian repeatedly filled ages ago alongside the middle to upper dantians.
I was able to use the 12 phases of qigong with other meditation manuals as reference to further attempt to improvise my own way.
Eventually like the novels, my reiki (?) changed towards gas form, liquid form, then crystallization which like a cocoon breaks to evolve into higher energy.
The rest was just a rinse & repeat cycle of turning to gas, liquid, crystallization then evolving to higher gas and onwards cycle.
Over time, I was able to learn x-ray vision, telepathy, telekinesis, astral projection with the ability to freely switch between ethereal to material forms and spirit cloning/avatarism.
My physical strength eventually went above human limits but I was still unable to grow any taller.. orz
I thought I would eventually develop clairvoyance or precognition but didn't have much lead on it.
Although my detection range had improve significantly.
Most of my old friends have passed away already before I know it.
Eventually my lifestyle heads towards switching between asceticism and aestheticism.
The remainder of my black hair became white over time but my body seems to retain its youthfulness.
I started traveling to many ancient ruins to pass time looking for enlightenment.
I started eating only for the taste as meditation replaced the need at some point.
I started apprehending laws of this world.. and tried to connect and copy the laws.
I have no idea what realm have I reached. I became tranquil under the excessive periods of time.
Unknown how many years have passed, but when I got out of seclusion..
Desolation wastelands was all I see.
Somehow most of civilization looked straight out of the end of the century theme..
I was content to be lucky enough to actually create a small personal world base on this world's laws..
Although my world is currently still empty.. I looked around for things to put inside..
I only filled it with lots and lots of soil.. and some gold just in case.
My training seem to have reached its limits in this plane..
Since my recent breakthrough caused a spatial crack to appear before me and sucked me in.
I guess the boundaries of space is both limitless and limited.
What I saw in the void (?) was shiny bubbles.. where I see many stories flashing by.
Could the collective thoughts of people (fanbase) have sublimed them (ideas or thought bubbles) into a idol of worship 'with the power of faith'?
*Some reason, inwardly hears that like a line from a Christian rock song..*
Ponders on how long does these collective thoughts last though.
I felt like I was awakened from a long slumber as I got excited over this new turn of development.
Without further ado, I just charged into a world closeby without looking..
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Ikeda
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