Post by Bass on Oct 16, 2019 13:02:14 GMT -8
If he was going to eat from this tree he was going to munch it like he'd never munched before to get at least something out of it. Even if he wouldn't rely on this tree going forward he wanted to eat at least one of the fruits that came from it. So it was for that very reason that he found himself sat outside of the training facility looking between the two different places. One is the easy way out and will take forever and one is hard but will be faster. One is more fulfilling while the other provides more leisure. He after his encounter had chosen the hard road, so in saying adieu to the tree he would at least have one of the fruits before leaving it there. Maybe some day someone would come to get it, maybe they never would. However he would eat from it at least once to know just what it was like. Walking towards the tree he tapped against the trunk. It was sturdy, and looking up the hanging thorny fruits looked ripe for the picking. So instead of climbing- which would be the dramatic thing to do he just began to in an anti-climactic display fly upwards with his eyes on the prize. Getting level with the fruit his hand reached forward and fetched it before he dropped straight to the ground.
Walking back over towards the bench he'd sit down and set the fruit down in front of him. Looking like a porcupine he wondered how one would even go about eating it. Rolling it around for a second, he decided he'd pick the spikes off and then eat them from the base of the spike upwards considering the spikes more looked sharp, they weren't actually. It was just how the fruit was, the fruit was so strong that it looked intimidating, /A FRUIT/. Holding the spike by the tip in his hand he looked at the fruity inside with a blink before slowly popping it into his mouth and biting down. The moment he did his pupils may as well have dilated with how amazing the taste was. While it was undoubtedly very bitter the fruity potency was so fruity that it just felt like the rest of his day would be a fruit. His literal day would be a fruit. His actual day would be spent eating the fruit.
That's not the life of training he wanted, so this would be the last time he did it. Munching on the fruit and enjoying the first and last fruit of the Tree of Might he would ever eat, Bass finished it off over forty five minutes to which by the end bees were circling all over the place because of the sticky drying fruit. He could only imagine what would happen if these bees drank some of the- Oh no.
Watching the bees on the nectar he could only watch in horror as their bodies began to vibrate.
Oh kami, what had he done.