Grand_Magus

Everyone wants to be Immortal. But when one actually achieves that goal, everyone asks themselves the same question: 'What do I do now?'

Some have an answer in the beginning, and some don't. Eventually, those who hit the ground running, slow to a standstill. Those who started slow, eventually soar freely among the heavens. However, both types will come to a standstill many more times than once throughout their existence.

I, myself, contemplated for a while about my next venture. Ultimately, I wanted to write my memoirs and give my fellow immortals something to keep them entertained. As I thought of the past, I came up with the idea to write my cultivation notes. Real cultivation notes. Not on a single sword art or martial skill. Not about some Dao or occupation.

My name is Orym Vamoria. Orym in the Elvish tongue means 'Ten Thousand Skills.' I'm going to write about how I've mastered them all. During my first life, a great martial artist had a saying: "I fear not the man who has practiced 10,000 kicks once, but I fear the man who has practiced one kick 10,000 times."

Tell me, do you think he would fear a man who practiced ten thousand skills more than ten thousand times? Haa, I wonder...

Anyways, the journey began long before I was born on the Chaos Serpent Planet. My journey started on a planet destroyed eons ago --Earth.

Pay attention because even the smallest life detail can affect your cultivation.

Written in First Person Omniscient:
A rare form of the first person is the first person omniscient, in which the narrator is a character in the story, but also knows the thoughts and feelings of all the other characters. It can seem like third-person omniscient at times.

Cultivation Notes of a True Immortal

"Young Lord Vamoria, allow me to treat you for the briefest moment." Vizio looked at me with anxious eyes.

I had yet to grasp the total value of Spirit Stones to cities like Ashenlin at that time. Neither the Primrose Clan nor my parents understood why Cities like Ashenlin City used Spirit Coins. So naturally, I wouldn't understand either. To a man like Vizio, this accidental encounter with me was heaven-sent. Thankfully I was sharp enough to defend myself.

I looked away from the man and quickly took note of the six other patrons in his store. The only other six that entered the store in the last two hours.

'Small kingdom? More like a little village.' I thought to myself.

"By all means. I have time to spare." I replied aloud with a light smile.

Chapter VII: Vizio and Dream Fox