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— 𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 #𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽𝟶𝟶𝟹𝟺 #⃝MULTICONS

He still access to the Other World training grounds. You get those kind of benefits when you reach his levels of heroics.

“Well, the first question is are you or have you ever been dead?”

“Unfortunately, it’s a place that only truly becomes available to those who have lived a heroic life and died a worthy death. I helped out with some… 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 situations and got in the Grand Kai’s good graces. And so, he allows me to still train there.”

“You should be training harder.”

“It certainly has its pros, but it’s not without cons as well. After all, dying is not the most pleasant experience no matter the circumstances.”

“Not necessarily. There is honor in sacrifice. However, I can see your point. You seem like an honorable warrior,” he would say, extending a hand.

“School is one thing. Training the mind is just as important as training the body, after all.” Pikkon would say, eyeing the hero up and down. “However, it looks like you’re too busy playing dress-up for either.”

“My name is Pikkon. It is a pleasure to meet someone likeminded. What may I call you?”

“A wise master once told me: ‘a plateau is simply an obstacle on the path to the heavens.’ I think perhaps a different perspective may serve you well.” The stoic warrior replies, plainly and bluntly.

“Truly, I did not mean to strike a nerve. I only comment on what I observe. Stomping the floor like was completely unnecessary, and only shines a light on what I said being true: you’re lacking in proper control.”

He can’t help but chuckle. This young warrior reminds him of an old rival from back in Other World. “Is that so? You must be very strong then.”

“Ninik.” Pikkon says with a nod. “Likewise. I hope Universe 7 has been treating you well. Where do you come from originally?”

“There’s no shame in admitting areas of struggle. At one point, I had similar issues myself.” Pikkon reaches out and places a reassuring hand upon his shoulder. “And room for improvement is never a bad thing. It means you can still grow to new heights.”

Icy winds ripped across the frozen wasteland as a blizzard swells into climax. If not for the turbulent gales, the arctic would have been silent. Not the silence of peace, but of endurance and fortitude. Snow tore sideways across the icy expanse, carried by winds +