048 The Grants Restored
Author: Kaiser Ken
last update2023-12-20 15:37:06

Tyler returned home late in the evening. He was utterly exhausted after the dark and gruesome adventure in Douglas Mansion. His body wasn't tired, but he was spiritually drained.

Tyler had honed his constitution to the point of perfection. He could fight long battles and go without food and water for days. It was made possible through a balance within the mind, body, and spirit.

The young man spoke to his parents for a while and then went up to his bedroom. After a warm shower, he sat on his bed with the window open.

Tyler's meditation process was called the chakra technique. He absorbed elements from the surroundings, compressing them into powerful mystical energy. This energy enabled him to surpass his physical limitations and perform miraculous feats.

Tyler closed his eyes and focused on his third eye, activating the power vortices in his body. They slowly began to absorb elements and transform them into mystical energy. However, the process was quite slow. It would take hours for
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