Streamer in the Omniverse

Training begins

POV: Devas Asura.

After the initial surprise, I exchanged a few more words with Tanjuro, and now we were here, in the Kamado family's living room, alone... In parts, of course.

I was never "alone" since I almost always had the stream open.

And on Tanjuro's side, I knew the rest of the Kamado family was on the other side of the door, listening to the conversation.

I didn't even need the Minimap to figure this out, as they weren't very good at sneaking around.

I could hear their "whispers" from here, and from the exasperated smile on Tanjuro's face, he could hear them too.

"Well, I won't lie or mince words here, Mr. Kamado." Before I could continue, he raised his hand, stopping me.

"You can call me Tanjuro, there are too many Kamados in this house, it'll get confusing." He shook his head, pointing to the door, where I could see several pairs of eyes.

I even heard some "They know!" and "We've been found out!"

"Alright, Tanjuro it is then." I commented with amusement, waving to the door, and I received a wave back, presumably from Nezuko's hand or Mrs. Kamado, as it was a feminine hand.

Let's get straight to the point then... I only had seven days here, no time for beating around the bush.

"I won't mince words or lie, Tanjuro." I nodded to the man, at the same time bringing out the Purification Powder pills from my inventory and placing them on the table.

"This pill here should be able to cure you; it basically purifies the body of all abnormal states." I pointed to him, who looked genuinely ill.

"That includes diseases like tuberculosis..." I finished my statement, letting him absorb the information.

I had analyzed the man before entering the room; it cost about five hundred thousand SP, but it had confirmed his illness for me.

It was tuberculosis, something that Purification Powder could easily cure, as Dylan had told me, this powder basically cured all diseases that were curable... to a certain extent.

I highly doubted it cured everything and removed all curses as Dylan claimed, but for something like tuberculosis, it was more than enough.

"You found out then... And without an examination, just by observing me... Are you a doctor... by any chance?" He asked slowly.

I could see that he seemed to be holding back a cough, and at the same time, he looked tired.

But still, he had only glanced at the pills once, without even trying to touch them.

"I'm not a doctor, but I have my ways..." I replied honestly, after all, I wasn't a doctor, I was a streamer.

My "ways" were basically cheating using the stream, simple and easy, but it cost a lot of SP!

Tanjuro hummed for a moment, coughing lightly into his hand before asking the question I was waiting for.

"Why?" He asked, before continuing. "No one does anything for free, what's the price?"

The moment he said that, something in his gaze changed, the aura around him changed. He seemed to have lost his essence, his will.

It was as if he was just there, looking at me, with no intention at all, or rather, looking through me.

Frankly, it was unnerving.@@@@

It was like being watched by a statue, a statue that you knew could move.

What the hell was this? Some kind of technique? Something to do with the Slayer Mark?

I had only seen the anime up to the middle of the third season, without reading the manga, and at no point do I remember anyone talking about this "technique," if it is indeed a technique.

"It's true, everything has a price," I commented lightly, ignoring the unsettling feeling I was experiencing but raising my guard to the maximum.

"I won't mince words, as I said before," I pointed at him and uttered two words. "Hinokami Kagura." Or what he knew as Hinokami Kagura, since for me, it was the Breath of the Sun.

He remained silent, not reacting to my response... which was good, as it wasn't an immediate denial.

As far as I remembered, Hinokami Kagura was a family tradition, passed from father to son.

Obviously, I came prepared; in case he refused, I had a backup plan... several plans, actually.

The first, my plan B, was the invitations.

I had five stream invitations; inviting Tanjiro to it and exchanging Hinokami Kagura later was something simple... even inviting Tanjuro, as I doubted he wouldn't reconsider upon seeing the stream.

My plan C was to run through Japan, find another oni hunter, and invite him to the stream, exchanging his breathing technique for something. It wasn't the Breath of the Sun, but it was better than nothing.

My plan D was, if everything else failed, to create my own breathing technique using what I knew.

It had a good chance of being crap? Yes, but as I said before, it was better than nothing.

I pushed these thoughts to the back of my mind and waited as Tanjuro made his decision. It didn't take long before he sighed and returned to "Normal," that strange state of his disappearing.

Still, I could see the determination in his eyes.

"I won't ask how or where you got this information..." He coughed a bit before continuing. "But if the cure you speak of is true..." He briefly looked at the door before finishing...

"...I'll accept your offer."

...Accepting my offer.

I didn't celebrate or feel happy, but instead, I asked him something.

"I know Kagura is a family tradition, and I know how the Japanese are with this kind of tradition... Why?" Why accept? Honestly, I thought he would refuse in the end.

He sighed, looking at the door briefly once again before answering.

"I may have a responsibility to my ancestors, but above all, I have a responsibility to my family..." He coughed, bringing his hand to his mouth.

I could see that this time, there was blood in his cough.

"I can't leave my children and wife alone in this world..." He held back a cough, his back straightening as he looked deep into my eyes. "Not while I can prevent it... Not while I live... I'll always keep taking care of my family..."

...

I couldn't help but smile...

Damn... this guy... what was this? As far as I remember, Tanjiro was the protagonist of the shounen anime, not you...

"I assure you, Tanjuro, you'll be able to keep taking care of your family." I offered, finally handing him the Purification Powder pill. "Here, your cure. Drink it and decide later if you'll teach me."

The man looked at the "medicine" for a moment before tossing it into his mouth, swallowing it without hesitation.

It didn't take a second for him to start coughing again, but this time, without blood, just smoke... Black smoke.

I could hear the door behind me open, and someone running towards Tanjuro before he raised his hand, stopping the person, who by the sound of the footsteps, I assume was his wife.

This continued for at least half a minute before his coughing stopped, and he took a deep breath for the first time since I arrived here.

Right after, I saw him put his hand on his chest, as if sensing something, before commenting, as if talking to himself.

"I... I don't feel pain anymore?" It was a rhetorical question, but still, I answered.

"No, and congratulations... you're cured." I said as I stood up, stepping out of the way, as, as I expected, not a second later, a wave of Kamado children invaded the room, running towards their father while shouting.

I quietly left the room, letting them have their family moment...

I stood outside the house, watching the snow alone, waiting for the sounds of crying and laughter to fade away...

"Alright... Still, don't set up your tent too far away; the night is dangerous..." Tanjuro commented next to his wife, looking at the moon.

"Trust me, Tanjuro... I know very well how dangerous the night is..." Here, much less than in Terraria...

"Good night to both of you." I waved as I walked to my tent, which was a bit far from the Kamado's house.

I waited for the lights in the house to go out before leaving my tent.

I had turned off the stream some time ago, so there was no one watching me.

Without wasting time, I went back to training, following what I had learned that day, the steps and the breathing.

I didn't have time to sleep; I could do that when I got back to Terraria... My body could handle it, and besides, I had something to help with fatigue.

-//-

[Heart Valve (Ring - Living - Evolutive)]

Type: Accessory

Prefix: None

Durability: 616/639 (Regenerable).

Rarity: Green

Ability: Converts the user's mana into vitality with an efficiency of 2/1 (Author: 10 Mana = 5 Vitality)

Ability: As it was previously part of a living being, even though it is made of pieces of metal, the Heart Valve can evolve by continuously absorbing mana.

Description: A valve that appears on top of a mimico's heart when it reaches adulthood.

It serves to regulate its metabolism, turning mana into vitality, allowing the mimico to go for months, even years, without eating anything, just waiting for its next prey.

Note: If the [Heart Valve] goes without receiving mana for long periods, the [Evolutive] part will be lost, and the "ring" will die.

-//-

The "Ring" that I had taken from inside the mimico, or rather, its heart valve.

I had no use for this item before, as my mana capacity was tiny, but now, in addition to my mana having grown, I had practically infinite "Artificial Sapphires" after all...

I took the "ring" in my hand and placed a small "Artificial Sapphire" inside its circumference; quickly, the small blue stone disappeared, and at the same time, the veins of the ring glowed in red as they pulsated.

Nothing there said it had to be my mana.

The ring was also not affected by impurities; I checked a few times, as I didn't want to end up giving the ring a "heart attack."

Now it was just a matter of me setting up some matrix that connected the ring to a container, which I would fill with "Artificial Sapphires," and I would have another thing that increased my regeneration.

This, along with the Band of Regeneration, would practically ensure that my body could function indefinitely as long as I had food and water.

My mind was another story; mental fatigue would eventually catch up with me... But as my goofy friend used to say.

"Forget about psychologists, the key is to see how far the mind can endure."

A crappy phrase from one of my best friends.

I won't lie; he had some mental issues... maybe. Well, probably, but still, the phrase fit well here.

I put the ring on the index finger of my right hand, and I could feel vitality starting to flow through my body.

Well... let's get back to training then...

[...]

POV: Devas Asura [Second day]

I trained all night and basically felt like new, without any fatigue.

Of course, I spent some good "Artificial Sapphires," but still, it was little compared to what I had, after all, "burning" twenty-five thousand zombies yielded a good amount of them.

One thing I noticed while training was that the Hinokami Kagura seemed... wrong, in a way.

I had no difficulty in doing the poses or breathing correctly, but still, it was strange... in a way, as if I were wearing a T-shirt inside out.

It was uncomfortable, but not too much.

I continued training until about five in the morning when I turned on the stream.

I took this time to eat since I was a bit hungry. A few protein bars later, and I went back to training.

This time, I ignored the forms and positions of the Hinokami Kagura, focusing solely on training my breathing.

Honestly, it was an absurd feeling, as if I were, for the first time, using my body the right way.

My body moved more easily, my muscles seemed stronger, my breath brought so much oxygen to my blood that I felt like with just one breath, I could go for more than half an hour without breathing again.

After about, around six thirty in the morning, Tanjuro woke up and came to me, returning to training me.

Since I wasn't training the positions and forms, he basically helped me correct how I breathed, showing how he used the technique, the muscles he used, and how he breathed.

I was a complete amateur compared to him.

I could maintain this "state" of breathing for a few minutes before losing concentration. My body could continue, but it would go back to the breathing pattern I had breathed my whole life.

Not Tanjuro; he could stay like this for much longer, even with his body being many times weaker than mine.

Frankly, this only motivated me even more, so much so that I focused the training exclusively on my breathing and went to the top of this mountain where the Kamado family lived, where the air was thinner.

I stayed there the rest of the day, basically inhaling, holding my breath, and repeating, ignoring everything around me, paying attention only to my body and the tips Tanjuro gave me.

I almost hit the man on the head when I saw him basically in slippers and a thin haori following me to the top of the mountain.

Son of a bitch! I had just cured you of a lung disease; don't you have any sense?

I threw some warm clothes at him and made him put them on, of course, interestingly, he barely blinked when he saw me take the clothes out of nowhere.

Just shrugged and kept going, asking only if I was a yokai or a forest god.

I laughed a little and denied it, obviously, especially when he called me a god; couldn't be further from what I was.

I continued talking to the man in the meantime, him asking some questions about where I was from, what my house was like, and everything else.

I ended up explaining about the VoidBag, well, more or less, explained about the "Travel Spaces" and my "magic." Simplifying everything, obviously.

Did I need to explain? No, he hadn't even asked; I ended up doing it because it would be strange to explain after his house disappeared out of nowhere.

Because obviously, I'll make them move from here, even if by force, after all, there was a Michael Jackson on the loose; it was better for them to stay near a place with hashiras or something.

Interestingly, it was after it got dark, when I said goodbye to Tanjuro and turned off the stream that something happened.

The stream gave me a "Ping," my status appearing in front of me.

[(Spiritual Core) formed!]

"What the hell?!"

I'm sure I ended up waking up some animal that was hibernating, but what can you do.