Daichi Trains More Chakra(Because It's Important)(Solo/Training)

He knew he held a great deal of stamina. That's why he continued to concentrate and train his chakra. That's why he sat and meditated, despite likely not having to at this point. It's fine, though. That's what made him, him. He had to be prepared. If he were to fight armies with his power, he had to be able to do whatever he had to do. That's exactly why he had to have a surplus of chakra, along with the ability to regenerate it at a much higher rate than most others.

If he didn't do that, what was he worth?

Nothing. That's what he'd be worth.

That's why he was willing to sit and train his chakra. That's why he was willing to sit, with his thoughts, and figure out that he was going to be worth something. Despite the abuse that he went through up to this point, despite the anger that he had been at the whim at.

He was going to stay and manage his life.

1/5 chakra training

Daichi, like always, held a certain level of confidence. It could be seen by looking into his eyes. His eyes always held steady, no matter what was happening. That's what made him, him. That's what allowed him to stay calm. His unwavering gaze of confidence. It's not that he lacked, though. As it stood, he likely held one of the largest, non-bijuu based chakra pools in the world. That wasn't enough. That wasn't what he needed. What he needed, was the largest in the world. So he could fly, and do everything that he needed to do, despite lacking what he needed elsewhere.

He also stood and needed a bunch of jutsu, but those trainings came later. He still had to sit and think. Sit and ponder as he meditated, as he wouldn't move from this spot until he gained a larger chakra pool. That's why he sat there. That's why he had the patience of a saint; other than the fact that sometimes those beatings lasted a long while.

2/5 chakra training

His mind wandered to the art of war; and how to take over Takigakure as it always did. It was a goal in his mind that never left, never wavered. He knew that what his clansmate had said wasn't wrong but it hurt nonetheless. He knew that, once he was in a position of power, the temptation would be there. That temptation to slaughter those who did him wrong. Alas, that was later. He couldn't think about slaughter as he trained his chakra and made sure to keep going.

He had to do this to prove all those who thought that he wouldn't amount to anything wrong. That was the thing, that wasn't why he was beaten. He didn't realize this. He didn't realize that it was because of his nearly endless potential was why he was beaten. They wanted him to stop before he started, instead of him maturing into something akin to a monster.

It was much too late for that.

3/5 chakra training

He couldn't figure something out though. Despite him garnering chakra swiftly, and despite everything in relation to that, he couldn't think about it like that. He couldn't figure out why. He needed to figure out why he still felt weak. Why he still felt like he was getting nowhere.

He could fly, he could do almost anything he wanted already. Why did he still feel weak compared to those around him. He knew that he already knew a good few jutsu, and that he knew he was able to do things most shinobi couldn't. That's why he was confused.

As he sat there, he tried to ponder exactly what made him feel that way.

He knew it wasn't because his lack of relationships, because he planned on fixing that up in the future. He knew it wasn't because he was actually weak, because he knew that to be false.

So what was it?

That's the query he had, as he sat.

4/5 chakra training

Despite feeling that deep feeling that was his pool increasing again, that was not on his mind. He was still, deeply, pondering the emptiness.

Could it actually be so? Could his lack of relationships actually cause his emotional disconnect? That couldn't be right. He knew that he held his relationship with his clan close; but could it be his actual lack of friends? Could it be him, reaching out desperately, to find someone to grab onto and talk to? As much as he liked his clansmate, Eio, he knew that the man couldn't be made a friend.

That was a cold man, but an effective man. Daichi wasn't a cold man. Daichi had emotions still. He had confidence and he always knew that he was willing to go far and beyond for everything. Nonetheless, he still had to push himself farther. He had to make himself strong to get friends.

He couldn't make any here.

That's what he figured out, as he still meditated.

5/5 chakra training

That lack of friends had to be fixed at some point, but not at that time. He still had to sit, and train his chakra up. Well it up in his core and let it course through his body. That was his job. That was what he had to do.

He had a certain level of duty towards becoming strong, mainly because he had the power to fight back, and he needed to protect despite it. He needed to protect despite the fact that those who wished to fight him. He needed to balance their anger, and his anger. It existed, make no mistake. He was angry at them.

He was angry at his village. That was the thing, though. He knew that he was angry and had to keep it in but that was amazingly difficult. He knew what he had to actually do, despite knowing that it might get him condemned.

He'd have to find a way to make a seal; that'd seal the village away in case of emergency.

All of this was thought while he meditated.

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