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Warning a little bit of lewd but nothing too serious, only description.
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Strolling leisurely through the forest, Lumian finds that his senses are developing at an increasing pace as he finds his hearing, eyesight and smell are able to differentiate different plants from the other despite almost appearing or smelling the same. He has also found that he is developing a keen sense of intuition to danger but not able to ascertain the levels of danger yet where this could become developed further into a sixth sense of sorts.
Hence, this is why Lumian can take a leisurely stroll through the forest at this time, because he is unable to sense hostility from anything in the immediate vicinity.
After walking for god knows how long, he eventually came across a large clearing where the trees were sparse allowing large amounts of sunlight through. In the middle of the clearing there is a large crystal-clear lake, shimmering with sunlight bouncing from its surface. Ah perfect timing, I needed fresh water to drink from and a good clean from the grime attaching itself to me. Sighing in relief, Lumian headed to the lake whilst reaching into his bag grabbing a hold of the metal flask to carry some of the lake water.
Kneeling on the ground, Lumian grabbed the canteen ready to fill it with water and while he did so, he took the time to really take in his appearance on the surface of the water due to having no extra thoughts or paying attention to himself previously. Ha! The only things that I could use to recognise my old self no longer exists. Feeling bittersweet, Lumian looked at his violet eyes and his black hair leading into purple tips. I guess I'm no longer Lumian... but what should I call myself? Lumine? Lumi? No, what about Lucy? Ugh, no that doesn't sound right either. "Arrgh I’ll think about a name later after all, I have quite a while yet before I give my name to someone." After thinking about this in frustration, Lumian finally filled the flask and put it away before getting undressed to head into the lake.
Getting out of the robe and taking of his sandals from his feet, Lumian walked into the lake which felt quite cold to his skin, developing Goosebumps to appear. Having time to destress, Lumian decided now is a better time than any to really acquaint himself with his new body. Grabbing onto his shoulders, he rubbed down his arms down to his hands removing some left-over grime before gently cupping water under his armpits unable to feel any hair on his silk smooth skin.
From his armpits he strolled his fingers down the sides of his waist feeling the elasticity of his skin, while his gaze on his stomach through the reflection of the water shows that despite spending a long time training and in the sun, he seems to be unable to tan or tone the muscles and always seems to appear rather fair and frail in appearance. Hmm, I don't think that would be good for me as this might attract unsavoury attention as I seem weak to others.
Thinking this, Lumian takes a moment by closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before saying to himself "It’s fine to look, it’s just my body after all, it’s perfectly ok to look at my own body." Psyching himself up he opens one eye then the other to look at his chest or rather, the noticeable orbs of flesh protruding from his chest. The breasts had the appearance of roughly a C-cup not large or small and had water dripping down them from washing in the lake, yet the nipples were perking up due to the freezing water being lashed at in the breeze.
"Mmhm." Lumian struggled to hold in a gasp from the feeling of the breeze upon them, meanwhile he grabbed a hold of them to see what they felt like to the touch. His fingers gliding from underneath up towards the top briefly touch the sensitive nipples before squeezing realising they seem squishy and perky. "Huh... Its... Not that bad?" questioning himself Lumian eventually finished washing up his upper half before looking down and feeling the lower half of his body.
Feeling his thighs, they were plump and soft, yet there was undeniable semblance of firmness whereas his ass was the squishiest part of the skin, like a bubble butt and felt quite good to grab. Getting to his feet, they were pearly white, yet also quite sensitive to the touch as well. Finally getting to the most embarrassing spot thinking to himself, when cleaning he realised that it was extra smooth without any hair growing there as well leading Lumian to believe that this can be considered a 'perk' of getting a new body for this world, that all the icky hair that one would normally find just wasn’t there.
Walking back to the edge of the lake, Lumian grabbed his old brown robe and cleaned himself dry before putting back on his new robe and leather sandals.
I guess now is a good time to practice my knife skills further. Taking inspiration and feeling from the lake, Lumian grabbed his knife and practiced his knife handling skills by the side of the lake.
Swish, Stab, Thrust, Slice.
Getting into a routine, Lumian starts falling into a trance-like state where the outside world didn't matter and break his focus. Eventually the sun started to set creating a picturesque view of a young lady wielding a knife in a rather awe-inspiring form, looking almost like a ritualistic dance, her sweat dripping from her tender skin.
Suddenly, Lumian felt as if the world was moving slower and any movement of the knife was almost corrected into a near perfect form no matter how poorly it appeared, as if the path was auto correcting itself to ensure that the knife met its mark in the intended weakness.
BOOM
An explosion of hypersensitivity enveloped Lumians' mind before becoming like a fresh breeze in spring where his mind becoming clear headed and he got the feeling that he has reached the first stage of knife wielding. An enlightenment of the mind telling him that in this stage it is easier for him to find weaknesses in his opponents and wielding either a small blade or lightweight blade can be handled with some level of deftness.
Eventually coming to, Lumian felt tired and decided that it was best to stop here and went to sleep by the side of the lake.