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Bubbles floated around his sight as the noise of water and beeping machines sounded all over the secretive laboratory were Vilaan's training session was taking place. The laboratory was rather dark and gloomy with barely any lights beyond the one shining on the Vilaan as he floated in the test tube that connected his mind with the powerful holocron that held all collected sith knowledge and wisdom that existed. Despite so much knowledge being there for him at first sight, the machine that fed him that knowledge and implanted his mind in a artificial reality had a system of modules that restricted his use of it all. This restrictions had been set by his ultimate master for his own protection as so much knowledge would brake him despite his brain and mind being created to be nothing short to a super computer in some aspects. Despite its nature, his mind had been built for very specific reasons that made him a total savant but made him a witless fool in other aspects. Vilaan was primarily a killer and a growing sith and that was what he was created to specialize in. Despite being a drone in some aspects, he curiously still retained great levels of free will as it was for all sith and was technically not forced to follow his creator so vigorously. He chose to serve that one man willingly and he was fine with it and if the time came that his master were to die, he would know to make his own path but until that time came, he would be his master's deadly shadow.
Vilaan floated in his tank with nothing but tight shorts to cover him and a high tech respirator mask to feed oxygen to him as his dexterous and relatively muscle frame floated freely in the test tube. Despite having eye lashes for obvious reasons, Vilaan's body was created with many advantages that afforded him great abilities. With this boon, came the lack of need for body hair as his body was incapable of growing any hair resulting in being bald and with all traces of useless hair gone from his body.
Closing his eyes and meditating, Vilaan extended his senses as he meditated to feel the universe around him through the force. He could feel the energy pulses of the machines that scanned information around him and monitored his vitals. He could feel the thick aura of the darkside all around him feeding him and giving him and teaching him as he continued his training in the force. The heart beat of all life that lived inside the unknown fortification were the laboratory stood and all life outside the premises, their heart beats if any and their will to survive and strive till their last breath in the food chain. He could feel the holocron feeding him knowledge that he had unlocked after surpassing the training modules set on him. He could even feel the water's molecular structure slowly changing as the neutral vibration of the molecules began to slow down. In his deep meditation in his teachings and the force, he could foresee what the machine had been preset to do.
As the water began to cool gradually, Vilaan concentrated in the force through meditation as he flowed with the gradual change in temperature and began to will the force to keep him warm. At first it took him a few hours to get the grasp of the force ability "tapas" as his the machine that monitored his vital signs made sure to cool the water just right so that he was tortured and urged to push himself but to not cause permanent harm. As an hour passed and Vilaan began to shake, his need to feel warmth willed the force to warm his extremities as he allowed the force to flow through him in a powerful but controlled current of energy made possible through his focused control of the force and massive magnitude with which he was "born" with.
In not time did the skill become easy to control as time passed and his ability in the force kept him warm and snug even as permafrost build into the glass of the glass. feeling the force flow through him and keep him warm even under such temperatures, Vilaan closed his eyes as he contemplated on the ability to manege his body temperature. Tapas was a very practical ability that would likely keep him warm during his hunts in more hostile environments but it may be used in other ways. There were techniques in the force that manipulated the temperature to extreme levels of aggression and perhaps Tapas could work against them. Alas, it was unheard of to use Tapas in such a way and experimentation with such uses of the force power would have to wait until Vilaan had a much greater gasp of the ability.
Feelings the effects of the training on his body, Vilaan knew that his training was soon about to end. As he was ready to leave the tube, the holocron suddenly fed him new orders that his master had ordered. Flexing his fingers as he felt to see how his body was holding up, he guessed he could still spend time in the tube. It was then that the very idea of breath control came to Vilaan's mind that his mask suddenly detached from his face.
Looking around for the reason why this had happened, Vilaan patiently held his breath as he meditated for the reasons for this. It was then that he suddenly remembered what the holocron integrated the mentality of breath control to his mind. closing his eyes once again, Vilaan began to meditate once again in the force as the test tube thawed to not force the acolyte to exert himself to the point of damage. Still being pushed to meditate with both abilities to survive the test, Vilaan allowed the force to flow not only through his body but in his lungs as well. Using the force to augment his ability to conserve his breath despite his subtle shakes from the freezing water. Being pushed just enough to force him to survive in what seemed like a death trap, Vilaan put all of his efforts in not just keeping himself warm but to also keep himself from drowning.
After some time in the training, Vilaan was at his healthy limit and sensing that he could not stand much more, the machine saw it was time to stop. With the sound of draining water and the gasping of air from the acolyte, the tube's glass opened to let Vilaan out to recover. Gasping for air and dropping to his knees wile shivering from the cold, Vilaan calmly allowed fresh air to fill his lungs as he recovered from his bitter training. Siting up recovering his meditation, the acolyte quickly regained his composure as he meditated on what he had learned, knowing that the next session would be easier as he trained in the force. For now, he needed to rest to recover from his training as it had drained him. Standing up and force pulling a towel to dry and warm himself before heading off to rest. He needed his energy to continue his training for the next day.
Vilaan floated in his tank with nothing but tight shorts to cover him and a high tech respirator mask to feed oxygen to him as his dexterous and relatively muscle frame floated freely in the test tube. Despite having eye lashes for obvious reasons, Vilaan's body was created with many advantages that afforded him great abilities. With this boon, came the lack of need for body hair as his body was incapable of growing any hair resulting in being bald and with all traces of useless hair gone from his body.
Closing his eyes and meditating, Vilaan extended his senses as he meditated to feel the universe around him through the force. He could feel the energy pulses of the machines that scanned information around him and monitored his vitals. He could feel the thick aura of the darkside all around him feeding him and giving him and teaching him as he continued his training in the force. The heart beat of all life that lived inside the unknown fortification were the laboratory stood and all life outside the premises, their heart beats if any and their will to survive and strive till their last breath in the food chain. He could feel the holocron feeding him knowledge that he had unlocked after surpassing the training modules set on him. He could even feel the water's molecular structure slowly changing as the neutral vibration of the molecules began to slow down. In his deep meditation in his teachings and the force, he could foresee what the machine had been preset to do.
As the water began to cool gradually, Vilaan concentrated in the force through meditation as he flowed with the gradual change in temperature and began to will the force to keep him warm. At first it took him a few hours to get the grasp of the force ability "tapas" as his the machine that monitored his vital signs made sure to cool the water just right so that he was tortured and urged to push himself but to not cause permanent harm. As an hour passed and Vilaan began to shake, his need to feel warmth willed the force to warm his extremities as he allowed the force to flow through him in a powerful but controlled current of energy made possible through his focused control of the force and massive magnitude with which he was "born" with.
In not time did the skill become easy to control as time passed and his ability in the force kept him warm and snug even as permafrost build into the glass of the glass. feeling the force flow through him and keep him warm even under such temperatures, Vilaan closed his eyes as he contemplated on the ability to manege his body temperature. Tapas was a very practical ability that would likely keep him warm during his hunts in more hostile environments but it may be used in other ways. There were techniques in the force that manipulated the temperature to extreme levels of aggression and perhaps Tapas could work against them. Alas, it was unheard of to use Tapas in such a way and experimentation with such uses of the force power would have to wait until Vilaan had a much greater gasp of the ability.
Feelings the effects of the training on his body, Vilaan knew that his training was soon about to end. As he was ready to leave the tube, the holocron suddenly fed him new orders that his master had ordered. Flexing his fingers as he felt to see how his body was holding up, he guessed he could still spend time in the tube. It was then that the very idea of breath control came to Vilaan's mind that his mask suddenly detached from his face.
Looking around for the reason why this had happened, Vilaan patiently held his breath as he meditated for the reasons for this. It was then that he suddenly remembered what the holocron integrated the mentality of breath control to his mind. closing his eyes once again, Vilaan began to meditate once again in the force as the test tube thawed to not force the acolyte to exert himself to the point of damage. Still being pushed to meditate with both abilities to survive the test, Vilaan allowed the force to flow not only through his body but in his lungs as well. Using the force to augment his ability to conserve his breath despite his subtle shakes from the freezing water. Being pushed just enough to force him to survive in what seemed like a death trap, Vilaan put all of his efforts in not just keeping himself warm but to also keep himself from drowning.
After some time in the training, Vilaan was at his healthy limit and sensing that he could not stand much more, the machine saw it was time to stop. With the sound of draining water and the gasping of air from the acolyte, the tube's glass opened to let Vilaan out to recover. Gasping for air and dropping to his knees wile shivering from the cold, Vilaan calmly allowed fresh air to fill his lungs as he recovered from his bitter training. Siting up recovering his meditation, the acolyte quickly regained his composure as he meditated on what he had learned, knowing that the next session would be easier as he trained in the force. For now, he needed to rest to recover from his training as it had drained him. Standing up and force pulling a towel to dry and warm himself before heading off to rest. He needed his energy to continue his training for the next day.
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