Rinn continued his life like usual for the following months. Training with his father, when he was around. hanging out with friends and overlooking his sister Mara. Most importantly he continued to sculpt the Beast in his mind every time he slept. Soon the other teens started to catch up to his level and go even more. Rinn just couldn't achieve a new level for some reason. He was stuck in the mud and couldn't get out and fly.

  He started trying harder, but all the effort looked like just made him slow down even more. He didn't give up though. Rather Rinn tried harder.

  That amounted to very little. Soon NJ stopped hanging out with their group, as he joined the men and headed to hunt. Then Ben followed suit. And finally after a year Jakiel also left him.

  Even his little sister stopped hanging out with him so much as he was just an untalented nobody and rumors said that even being near him would hinder their growth.

  Rinn woke up. He didn't get up though, rather lying in his sleeping bag for a couple minutes, then slowly getting up, folding it and putting up some clothes. When he walked out he saw that all the men just got back from an expedition, then he heard a voice shouting.

  "Hey son, come here. I want to talk to you." It was his father.

  As Rinn looked at him he saw his features. The trimmed beard, the fancy cape he had on him and he stern expression on his face. Rinn quickly jogged to him.

  "Yes father. What is it?"

  "Come with me." His father started to walk hastily towards somewhere. Rinn just followed. After a few minutes he saw that they were starting to head outside the village.

  "Father where are we going?" Rinn asked hoping for some answers, but his father just glared at him and sped up his pace even more.

  Rinn barely kept up. Soon they were fully far enough from the tribe, that no lights could be seen. They just continued to walk. Rinn's good eyesight let him see, as they entered a cave. They walked though it. After what it seemed like hours they finally came to the end of the cave. There Rinn looked at what it seemed like massive stone doors.

  He watched as his dad touched the door and it started to slowly open. inside he saw that there was a single lit gyv torch, a small pond on the side and a massive basket, what it seemed like filled with small pellets.

  "Listen my son. I hate to say this, but it's been over a year and you're still at trimon noram. Even your little sister has reached armon basic. Many of the tribe want you kicked out as you're useless. Their leader is NJ. I think you were friends before right?"

  "Y-Yes." Rinn nodded slowly. He felt like his heart just sank to the bottom of his feet. His own friend. His trusted friend. Wanting him kicked out. Why? When?

  Rinn countinued to stare at his dad shocked. His look revealing every though. Soon his father spoke again.

  "I made an arrangement. You have around 5 years to read armon Peak in this solitary cave and if you do you get to continue living in our tribe and become the next chieftain."

  Then his dad touched his shoulder and sadly spoke again

  "I'm sorry my son. I couldn't do any more than this. Else the part of the tribe was going to rebel and you were going to get killed" He leaned in and said quietly

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  "I'll tell you why our blood is special. So just remember this part. Long long ago, when our tribe was at it's peak and we didn't like in the fallen cliffs. The chieftain came across a fallen deity. It was a wolf who's name is long forgotten. But the chieftain helped it go to the afterlife peacefully and got get absorbed by some demigod. So in return as he died he blessed our whole bloodline."

  Rinns father then leaned away. Took his hand of Rinn and walked out of the room as the massive stone doors closed.

  Rinn started his trainning, but it was a wall too big for him. no matter how much he trained. He just felt the wall. He couldn't break through, couldn't get over it. The wall just existed there. unmovable and untouchable.

  Half a year later

  Rinn continued training. Circulating his gyv, pushing his body as much as he could. But he still didn't progress. Not even a tiny bit. But a changed had happened to Rinn. He slept even more each day. He started to notice that he would get tired more easily and all he could thing while circulating his gyv was sleep.

  Every time he fell into his dreams he saw the beast and tried to complete him, but no matter how many times he tried, he felt a piece missing. A piece of the puzzle was lost somewhere. He continued his feeble attempts until half a year later he was awake only for an hour or two. He just ate, drank, trained for a few minutes trained and went to sleep.

  He felt that his life was slowly falling apart. It was slowly out of his touch, but he couldn't give up. Still his will and determination was broken each time by sleep. As he touched the ground he would instantly fall to slumber.

  The next day he was awake for 40 minutes. A week later for 20. And finally he didn't wake up at all. There he laid of the ground. asleep for many days. Rinn was in his dream world, unable to escape it. There he continued to sculp the wolf, complete the incompletable puzzle. Until one day the beast spoke.

  "My boy. Listen to me. Stop such feeble attempts to gain power. I have stopped you from progressing further,"

  "W-Why? I have tried to complete you for so long and you just hindered me just like this? WHY?" Rinn lashed out at the wolf

  "You would have already been at Peak tier at your age, but I needed to do this. If you would have continued you wouldn't have been able to complete your destiny" The wolf spoke again. It's voice permeating every part of Rinns body and existence

  "Fuck destiny. Why do I need that, I just wanted to continued my life and help the tribe be. Not be a nobody who just wastes air by being alive" Rinn tried to yell out to the wolf, but his voice said it calmly for some reason.

  "Your gyv is the problem. It is made from the people who believed it you and not originally from you. You need to strive for Unity and not faith. If you went up a tier, you could not go back and would have been struck on the wrong path" The voice spoke again

  "Unity? what do you mean by that"

  "You need to completely give up all your gyv while you still can and train it again. If you do not. You will continue to sleep away till your life end. This will be our first and last talk that we will ever have. I will wake you up and make you remember as much as you can with all my power. Heed my words"

  With that the voice of the wolf disappeared and Rinn was left alone again with the incomplete wolfs image in his mind. Suddenly a jolt of pain woke him up. As he opened his eyes he remembered what he dreamt about. The last time he remembered a dream he couldn't even remember how long that was.

  Rinn then looked at his body. It was malnourished. Like he hadn't eaten for weeks. Rinn started to crawl to the basket of food balls and grabbed a couple of them, instantly stuffing them in his mouth. Then he started to crawl to the pond. He started drinking until he felt good. Rinn then stood up and though about the dream again.

  It was clear as day. Rinn sat down on a rock and started to do what he nobody thought he would. He started to pull out every piece of gyv that he had around his whole body and not shape it, but just push it out. His body screamed trying to stop it. But Rinn persisted. And soon he felt empty. His whole body was without any gyv. He also stopped feeling any gyv around him. He was a blank slate. Ready to be used.

  Rinn started to train his body again to regain the muscle he had lost during his time asleep and stopped doing any gyv training as he couldn't. He soon got his physique back, but it wasn't enough.

  After 3 more months he started to feel the gyv again. And he felt a tiny piece in him. It felt unlike any gyv he had seen in anyone. It resonated with his body and united with it.

  6 moths later

  Rinn finished his training session. He felt alive. And strong, but a strange smell started to enter his training grounds. At first Rinn didn't realize what it was, but then he remembered it. It was the smell of gunpowder. Gunpower and blood.