Chapter 166

As the first rays of dawn filtered through Dexter's window, he lay awake, contemplating the events of the previous night. The shadows danced across his walls, reminding him of the darkness that lurked just beyond the safety of his home. He knew he had to act swiftly. The information he'd gathered about the Abyss's activities weighed heavily on his mind, and he was determined not to let their plans unfold unchecked.

After a quick breakfast, Dexter gathered his gear—sturdy boots, a fitted black tactical vest, and a few essential items: a couple of energy bars, a water bottle, and a flashlight. He felt the comforting weight of his combat knife at his side, a constant reminder that he was no longer the same boy who had shied away from confrontation. He was a warrior, and it was time to take the fight to the enemy.

His first destination was the local gym where he trained. It was a no-nonsense place frequented by awakeners like himself, a mix of seasoned fighters and hopefuls looking to har
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