[Status]
[Na: Zoey]
[Sex: Female]
[Body: 2.5]
[ntal: 1.3]
[Magic: 0.6]
[Skills: 8]
[Boxing Lv4]
[Focus Lv5]
[Teaching Lv9]
[Abnormal Conditions Lv7]
[Endurance Lv4]
[Terrifying Aura Lv2]
[Gaming Lv6]
[Mahna Manipulation Lv1]
When Zoey woke up, she was in her bed sohow instead of at school. She quickly grabbed her phone to check for any new ssages and saw quite a few from her mom, dad, friends, and Alexander and Lindsay. After going through and reading them, Zoey went ahead and answered them through text. It was about 5 am in the morning, and today was Monday, aning the YFTL tournant officially started today. She would have to skip track practice today to make it in ti for her fight at 5 pm.
“I lost to Alexander and Lindsay...” Zoey suddenly rembered.
It was the first ti she’s lost since she’s gained the Box, and Zoey wasn’t exactly sure how she should feel about it. If she had gone all out from the start, she wouldn’t have lost at all, but since it was just training so, this loss doesn’t count, right? No. Zoey’s ager amount of pride wouldn’t let her chalk up this loss as not a real loss. She lost to Alexander and Lindsay because of their teamwork and magic.
She lost because she didn’t fight smart. She lost because she looked down on Alexander and Lindsay. She lost because she didn’t expect them to be stronger than what they’d shown her. She lost because she hadn’t trained hard enough! Maybe she could’ve avoided Lindsay’s blizzard spell if she was just a bit faster. She could’ve obliterated their combined magical spell if she was just a bit stronger. If she was just a bit more aware, she probably could’ve seen Lindsay before she released that blizzard spell and avoided it beforehand.
Zoey’s mind raced as she thought of everything she did wrong in the training and how to prevent it from happening again in the future. As all these ideas flowed through her mind, she began her morning training with envigored passion. Her regret over losing to two people she believed she could crush easily, even if they worked together, bothered her. The fact that she lost at all, even with the Box of all things, irritated her. But it also humbled her.
It wasn’t the first ti Zoey’s overconfidence in the Box shattered. There was that ti she almost lost her life to that tongue daemon from before, which led to that fight with her mom. It was now that Zoey truly understood that the Box wasn’t all-powerful. The box’s prowess lay in giving her the potential to rise above others. Zoey wasn’t invincible because she had the box, far from it. If anything, her current lifestyle was only possible because of the box.
Zoey wasn’t ashad to admit that she was dependent and reliant on the box, but she knew that if soday the box disappeared for whatever reason, she would be helpless. Just as it ca into her life without warning, it could soday disappear as well. This ant that all the skills she relied on now had to be sothing she truly understood and practiced daily.
Mastering Boxing was sothing that could only take ti, experience, training, and a lot of studying. There were several aspects of boxing that she had yet to experience because she wasn’t even an official boxer yet. Less than an official boxer, she wasn’t a licensed amateur boxer either! Most of her experience in boxing ca from learning at the gym and fighting delinquents or daemons.
Besides Boxing, Gaming, and Teaching were two other skills she could also practice without the box. Gaming improves a lot of things depending on what type of ga Zoey is playing. FPS (First Person Shooter) gas require her to have quick reaction skills, controlled and precise aiming, and good ga sense. If she played an RTS (Real-ti Strategy), her skills in micromanaging and strategy would improve the longer she played it. Fighting gas were simpler to learn, but at the sa ti, not because every fighting ga had different rules and chanics one had to learn to truly master them. Repetition, morization, experience, and practice were all needed to beco a great gar who excelled at fighting gas. So, just like Boxing, if Zoey wanted to keep her gaming skills, if the Box soday disappeared, she would need to rember and continue to practice all these things. Maybe even write them down in case the Box sohow tears out the knowledge she’s learned with it.
Zoey went over to her computer and ordered online a travel journal to carry around with her and write notes on for her skills just on the chance that one day her Box would disappear. It might feel awkward to get used to writing down everything she hears, but eventually, it’ll beco a habit, just like how she gets up at 5 am every morning to train and do howork. Maybe her ntal stat will even go up by doing this. Writing down new things you learn is another way of getting smarter, isn’t it? Why else would teachers require students to write down notes in school? To torture them?
Mahna Manipulation was new... She could feel sothing moving inside her and sowhat control it. It was a pain to force it to move, but if she tried hard enough, it could move where she wanted. By trying to gather the force into focusing on her palm, she expected to see sothing form on top of it, but all it did was focus the energy on inside her palm. Despite being able to use the energy required for magic, Zoey didn’t understand anything at all. All she knew was that she could move this stuff around inside of her now.
Focus, Abnormal Conditions, and Terrifying Aura are all things that would disappear into the wind if the Box disappeared. Focus was just like adrenaline. Ti slows down as her life is seemingly about to flash before her eyes. Only a handful of people could experience sothing like this during their lifeti, and Zoey was sure she used it more tis than a normal person could. To deal with the loss of this skill, all Zoey would have to do is work on her evasion and train her reaction speed sohow. Abnormal Conditions could also be trained but not anywhere near as reliably as Focus. Unless she wanted to dip herself in ice-cold waters, place herself in saunas while ditating, and slowly poison herself while ramping up the lethality. There was no way she could train this if the Box went away, and she had a feeling that the results would be negligible against daemons and magjistars who could control lightning, ice, and all sorts of other things.
Terrifying Aura is sothing that Zoey believes will co naturally. With enough strength, anyone can be scary. This skill is also sothing that Zoey believes she won’t miss either. If she had a terrifying aura in every mont of her life, wouldn’t it be harder to live a normal life and make friends? Was there a way to forget skills? While Zoey did enjoy fighting daemons and getting paid for it, she didn’t plan to do it for the rest of her life. Boxing was fun, too, but if the Box didn’t disappear anyti soon, Zoey was confident that she’ll reach the peak of the boxing world eventually. At that point, she’ll have to retire, wouldn’t she? There would be no further challenges, no sources of experience, and nothing more to learn. Becoming a coach wouldn’t help give her experience either, except in Teaching. So, where could she go after that?
“This is too much crap to think about!!!” Zoey could feel her brain overheating. If this was a cartoon, smoke would be rising from her head right now.
“Just focus on today’s match and nothing else!” Zoey shut her brain down as she practiced her boxing combinations.
Later at school, nothing of importance happened. Lindsay and Alexander were glad to see that she was in good health. Considering how they ca up to her at her locker while everyone was in the hallway. Zoey figured the two of them thought of her as a friend. Because now, the top students at their school were happily chatting with this unknown girl with zero popularity.
“So, no more sparring?” Zoey was slightly saddened to hear this.
Her skills rose so much from their training yesterday. She even got a new skill from it. Zoey also wanted her revenge against these two for beating her. Even if she lost this ti, she was confident they wouldn’t get the upper hand against her next ti. But if they didn’t want to, she couldn’t try and insist on it. That would kind of make her look like a sore loser.
“That’s right. We’re going to spend the next few days teaching you more about the world of magji.” Lindsay said.
“We’re also going to try and find you so magji tools to either complent your strong points or make up for your weaknesses,” Alexander added.
“Do I need to do anything besides learn?” Zoey asked.
“Once we find so suitable magji tools, you might need to test them out to get a feel for them,” Lindsay explained.
“Alright. I’m going to be kind of busy most of this week. So, I might not be able to give much ti...” Zoey felt a little bit awkward.
She had two important fighting events coming up back-to-back. The YFTL this week and the magjistar school battle thing with Alexander and Lindsay. Zoey wasn’t sure exactly how the YFTL official tournant was run despite having a match today! Coach hasn’t told her anything at all, and she didn’t even know if she was fighting today or who she was fighting against. Maybe Coach wasn’t as good of a coach as she thought... Maybe she should search up how the YFTL tournants work online later.
“Busy with what?” Alexander innocently asked. As far as he knew, Zoey didn’t do anything besides go to school and practice boxing at a gym.
“I uhm...” Zoey wasn’t sure if she wanted to share that she was a fighter with these two, but when she thought about it, would a friend hide sothing like this from another friend? BUT! The two of them might refuse to take her to the magjistar fighting battle royale thing if she told them.
“I’ll tell you next week,” Zoey responded.
“Next week?” Alexander didn’t know why he had to wait that long for his simple question.
“Yes. Next week.” She nodded.
“Well, we’ll see you in the student council room after school today. See you later, Zoey.” Lindsay grabbed Alexander by the shoulder before he could delve into Zoey’s business.
“Bye.” Zoey grabbed her books and got ready to head to class.
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