It's been just over two hours since I woke up in this strange new world, and my mind is already racing with thoughts.
I've sorted out a few things: first of all, I may have Yoriichi's memories and experience, but not his strength. If I truly want to become as powerful as him, I'll need to train my body from scratch.
In these two hours, I've explored my house and even stumbled upon a blade—a real Nichirin blade—and a pair of earrings identical to Yoriichi's.
My house isn't anything grand: just two rooms, two bathrooms, a living room, and a kitchen. It's secluded, surrounded by a quiet forest at the back, tucked away in Hoquiam, Washington, about ninety miles east of Forks.
Honestly, it feels like GOD Himself handpicked this perfect place for me to train.
And about this body… it's strange. There are no parents, but god made it look like he has—just to create my identity and give me those fake memory. So No messy drama, no emotional baggage. Just… me.
"Well, let's eat something first. But before that, I need to brush and take a bath," I muttered to myself.
Grabbing a towel, I headed to the bathroom.
After a refreshing bath, I slipped into black lowers, a yellow shirt, and a red jacket with an attached cap. I put on the earrings, and for a moment, I almost felt like Yoriichi himself in morden version.
In the kitchen, I prepared a simple breakfast. Once done, I stood in front of the mirror—not to admire my face, but to focus on my body to see blood flow, muscle movements, and the functioning of my organs.
How can I see this? It's thanks to Yoriichi's incredible power. Born with the legendary Slayer Mark, Yoriichi was unmatched—blessed with strength, speed, and reflexes far beyond any human. The Slayer Mark granted him Enhanced Physical Abilities, the Transparent World (a vision that reveals the muscles and blood flow of opponents), unmatched stamina, flawless battle instincts, and godlike swordsmanship. Even without the mark, his natural talent in swordsmanship was unparalleled.
Now, I'm using the Transparent World to see inside my own body—it's like staring at an X-ray of myself.
"Well, time to begin training," I said softly. "First, I need to master my posture and movements to reduce my unnecessary movements for energy saving."
"With Yoriichi's memories, I know how to correct my form," I thought, adjusting my stance. "But turning that knowledge into instinct… that'll take time."
I took a deep breath, determination burning in my eyes. "Time will make it," I whispered, ready to begin.