~Timeskip, 5 months~
Sounds of training and sparring fill the small room.
"Huh~"
"Huh~"
"Hah!"
"You're pretty tough for a lil kid."
I look up at the man in disgust.
"This is unfair. You have like two million years on me."
The blonde man smirks.
"Yes I do. but you have a system, whereas I do not. Grow up. Stop using excuses to combat your psychological and physical weaknesses."
The backhanded comment hits me deep.
"Fine. but it's true, and you know it."
The man laughs.
"And? Age matters not in the face of pure strength."
I look around the room. Reflecting back on my time in this place, I sigh. Five months i've been stuck in here. perhaps i should explain how i became stuck.
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I open my eyes. I take notice of the fact that mother is still asleep, and quickly scan the room.
'No anbu. good.'
I frontflip out of her arms and run to the next room.
'I've been meaning to check out my instant dungeons, if i'm not mistaken, i got a new one the other day.'
I call up the skill.
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I.D. Create/Escape Level: 3
What's a gamer without his dungeons? Can create and Escape from self made instant dungeons.
At level 1: field full of trees
At level 2: Zombie Konoha
At level 3: Time-Training (Caution: click for more details)
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I quickly skim over the notification, not noticing the caution warning. In my excitement, I use the skill.
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Select time :
YES/NO
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I put in a year for shits and giggles, and click the yes button. A flash of white later, and i'm in a room. A blonde man, is standing over my body.
"Hey? Boy? you ready to start?"
I orient myself, and stand. At first i'm surprised by his existence, as i've never met a living thing in my instant dungeons before.
"How'd you get here?"
The man frowns.
"What?"
I blink.
"How'd you get in my dungeon?"
A look of realization crosses his face. He laughs and asks.
"You didn't read the fine print, did you?"
I blink.
"huh?"
The man shakes his head.
"Call up the skill and click the caution warning."
I do as he asks.
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Caution!
1: once time is set, it cannot be reverted.
2: A trainer will be provided by the system
3: System Exp. will be turned off until you leave
4: Will receive proficiency bar in lieu of Exp.
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"Ah fuck."
The man laughs.
"Yes, Ah fuck, would describe your current situation."
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So that's how I got here. Stuck in a place, with hardly any skill leveling, and no one to talk to but a millennium old trainer. With nothing but a proficiency bar in the upper left corner of my vision, and a snarky trainer, I train my skills, waiting for the time limit to wear off.
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One month later ~~
"Boy, you're not getting anywhere like that. Why don't you just follow my advice?"
The man looks at me, who's busy lifting weights.
I drill him with my gaze.
"All you do is whoop my ass when we spar, there's not any real teaching involved!"
The man sighs.
"But that's teaching enough to show you what you're doing wrong."
I practically growl at him.
"Well then why don't we do it again. i'm itching to finally get a hit in on you."
I laugh in spite of the pain i'm about to put myself through.
The man smirks and nods, while simultaneously getting into a simple fighting stance.
"Bring it then child."
I frantically rush him, hoping to at least get a hit before being done in.
I try to sidestep him, while kicking at his shins.
He laughs.
"Basic."