𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕟 𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖 剣楽面性 : ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ 𝕩 ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴏᴄ

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕡𝕖𝕣 6: "ℍ𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕘𝕖"

What if scenario

Myron and Sabito and Makomo

(Non-cannon)

**The Spirit of the Mountain**

Myron climbed the steep path of Mount Sagiri, feeling the weight of his training on his shoulders. He had been told to seek out guidance from two special spirits who resided there. As he reached a clearing, he noticed a young man with a fox mask and a girl with a gentle smile waiting for him.

Sabito: "You must be Myron. We've been expecting you."

Makomo: "Welcome to Mount Sagiri. I'm Makomo, and this is Sabito. We're here to help you with your training."

Myron, slightly taken aback by their ethereal presence, nodded. "It's an honor to meet you both. I've heard about you from Urokodaki-san."

Sabito and Makomo shared their stories with Myron as they began walking through the forest.

Sabito: "We trained under Urokodaki-san, just like you. Unfortunately, we didn't survive the Final Selection, but we've remained here to guide those who come after us."

Makomo: "It's our way of helping others succeed where we couldn't. We see great potential in you, Myron."

Myron felt a deep sense of respect and admiration for them. "Thank you. I'm here to learn and become stronger. I want to honor your legacy and protect others."

Over the next few days, Myron trained rigorously with Sabito and Makomo. They taught him advanced techniques, focusing on precision, breathing, and mental fortitude.

Sabito: "Remember, Myron, it's not just about physical strength. Your mind and spirit must be in harmony with your body."

Makomo: "Find your center, and let your movements flow naturally. Trust in yourself and your abilities."

Myron followed their guidance, feeling his skills and confidence grow each day. Despite their strict training methods, Sabito and Makomo shared moments of laughter and camaraderie, making the experience enjoyable and fulfilling.

Sabito decided to test Myron's progress with a sparring session one evening.

Sabito: "Let's see how much you've improved, Myron. Show me everything you've learned."

They faced off, with Makomo watching from the sidelines, offering encouragement. Myron moved with newfound grace and precision, matching Sabito's attacks with confidence and skill.

Sabito: "Excellent! You've come a long way, Myron. Keep pushing your limits."

Makomo clapped her hands in delight. "You're doing great, Myron! We're so proud of you."

After their training, the three of them sat by a serene stream, reflecting on their journey.

Sabito: "You have the heart of a true warrior, Myron. Never lose sight of your purpose."

Makomo: "And remember, we're always with you, even when you can't see us. Our spirits will guide you."

Myron felt a deep sense of gratitude and connection. "Thank you, Sabito and Makomo. Your guidance means everything to me. I'll carry your lessons with me always."

As Myron prepared to leave Mount Sagiri, he turned to Sabito and Makomo with a heartfelt smile.

Myron: "I'll never forget what you've taught me. I promise to honor your legacy and protect those who need it."