ONE PIECE: NEN MASTER - CHAPTER 2 (Patreon)

It was during my second year of life, I discovered something. Something without precedent.

Nen.

I have no idea how I came to the conclusion that was what it was.

Just that I felt it, like a wave crashing across my chest, and instinctively knew, it was Nen.

No hesitation.

No double guessing.

I just knew.

It felt like a constant stream of energy, washing over me endlessly. It was a weird feeling, and it was even weirder seeing that energy flow outside my body.

I had no control over it.

None.

But I could still feel it.

This discovery initially made me think I was in Hunter x Hunter, an anime I knew and loved, as outlandish as it sounded. But, I discarded that idea rather soon, when I realized I was the only one with Nen around.

My parents had no aura around them, nothing.

Meaning this couldn’t be Hunter x Hunter, in that world, everyone had Nen, it was simply that not everyone knew how to use it, but everyone was capable of using it, and therefore had Nen within.

I had no idea what this meant, or why I had a power from a by all means fictional world within me, but the idea excited me.

As a toddler, however, there wasn’t much I could do at the moment. I had to begrudgingly wait to test how much reading my manga knowledge would help, or if it would help at all.

Then again.

Nen was all about spirituality and stuff, physical maturity wasn’t a requirement.

I mean, if Meruem used Nen seconds after his birth, why not me?

Not exactly a good example, but… I just wanna try.

Now let’s see.

If I remember correctly.

Someone learning Nen trains to manually open and close their Aura Nodes so that they can control the flow of their aura, which I can’t. One typically learns this process slowly and gradually through hard meditation. There is also a second method, colloquially called initiation, achieved by forcing the Aura Nodes to open via an influx of aura, aka by a nen-powered bitch slap.

Seeing I’m the only one with Nen here.

Meditation it is.

Nodding, I sat on the floor as best as I could, I started to do what I assumed was meditation, trying to feel my aura better.

I’ll be honest, I expected nothing.

I have the patience of a turkey on Thanksgiving when it’s about things I like.

But, before I could just drop the towel on the mediation bit, I felt something, a click, as my blood heated up in a manner I could feel it, but just as soon as that sensation came, it went away.

“I felt it!” I muttered excitedly. Seeing how my normally low aura, fluctuated differently for just the briefest of moments.

I smiled, I needed to try that once more but putting my whole heart into it, no dropping the towel this time.

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes once again, concentrating my entire being on recreating that feeling.

Soon enough, I felt my blood heating up once again in a pleasant sensation, as without looking, I felt the outer layer of my aura moving faster and in more volume, I wasn’t sure how much aura I was emanating right now, but seeing how I was already feeling tired it was clear to see I couldn’t do whatever I was doing for much longer without side effects.

So, I stopped.

Opening my eyes, to find my fur covered in sweat, as if I had just worked out all day in the gym.

“Wow,” I panted, smiling from cheek to cheek. I had NEN!

“Valor! Where are you?!” My mother called.

I blinked, turning around as I stood up only to fall headfirst to the ground, that little experiment had taken more out of me than I imagined it would.

“Sweety, didn’t you hea—” My mother said, as she opened the door to my room, effectively changing into a full panic mom mode, “Are you okay!?”

“I’m tired,” I replied, feeling my stomach raise its flags in protest with a loud growl, almost as if telling me, fuck you, I didn’t tell you to experiment, nor you discussed shit with me, I am hungry! “And hungry,” this time my stomach growled, less aggressively.

“You are burning up!” My mother cried in dismay the moment her hand touched me. “Bandit!”

Bandit? I’m not sure what that means in this situation.

“What?!” My father replied, rushing into the room concern lacing his tone.

“Valor is burning up! Touch him!” My mother replied picking me up from the floor with a teary gaze.

Ohhh, so my father’s name is Bandit.

On another note, I now partially feel bad for testing my gift like a child that can’t wait.

“Shit!” My father cursed, confirming my mother’s claims by putting his hand on my forehead, “Let’s take him to the hospital!”

I honestly didn’t feel that bad, not even hot, just tired, nothing else.

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The visit to the doctor, or should I call him the vet, was not a pleasant one, he pinched me with like ten needles to make different tests, only to release me the moment I fully recovered from my little experiment, which took roughly two days.

After that.

Both of my parents kept a closer eye on my day-to-day activities, I had essentially fucked myself with all of this.

Before all this, I had a big amount of freedom, for a toddler at least, now, I couldn’t take a piss alone.

Not that I blamed them, from their perspective, I am sure what happened to me was a quite scary situation, so, I sympathized with them. Meaning, there was no choice but to man up, and own my mistakes.

I should’ve had waited a bit longer, it wouldn’t have hurt.

Now, I have to deal with two parents that think their kid probably has a terminal disease not named yet or something.

It is, what it is.