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As the group gathered their bearings after the trials, they knew they needed rest. The day’s challenges had taken their toll, leaving them physically and mentally exhausted. With nightfall approaching, finding a safe place to rest became their priority.“We should find a sheltered area,” suggested Zion, scanning their surroundings. “Somewhere we can rest without worrying about any more surprises.”The others nodded in agreement, their weariness evident in their expressions. They set off in search of a suitable spot, their steps slow and deliberate as they navigated the unfamiliar terrain.After a while, they came across a clearing nestled between the trees. It offered a small but relatively sheltered space where they could make camp for the night.“This looks like a good spot,” remarked Asahi, his eyes sweeping over the area. “We can set up a fire here and rest for the night.”Zion nodded in agreement, already thinking about the practicalities of setting up camp. “We’ll need firewood,
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“Sir, please, this project is vital to my company; we need you. I have a family on my-““Stop with this stupidity and get the fuck out of my face.”“Sir, please.” He pleaded, but Zion simply don’t give a fuck about the man and his company; He is cutting all his markets and shares. What a goddamn waste, he mumbled; I should have believed in my instincts.How fucked up is that.“Gab, my schedule,” He muttered while breathing to calm himself.“Mr. President, you have a lunch meeting with Mr. Ferrer, at Lacosta Ville, 3 in the afternoon, with Senator Guevara, four thirty with Vice Mayor Ancanel, you have thirty minutes idle time, five in the evening, a charity event with La Pramera Parish, eight in the evening, company anniversary, Mrs. Agusi left a note that you promised her you will attend this year, and ten in the evening will be a dinner meeting with the Korean investors, that’s all, Sir.”Zion answered by nodding, “I’m too old, yet I still have countless parties to attend, if I’m a l
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“We already told you, what else you would want to know, huh?!” Paul exclaimed.“Take me back to where I was supposed to be! Take me back to my office! I am a fierce billionaire! I am a businessman, and what the fuck just happening, this may not be believable, but I am forty-four years old!” Zion exclaimed, he was hysterical and cannot think straight.“Young man,” Concepcion called Zion in a very calm way, “You must calm down; this will not be solved if you will stay like that,”“How can I go back the last time that I remember was, I got this pain in my chest, and I think I fell asleep, then I woke up here in your goddamn place, with me, looking like a seventeen-year-old kid, how would you think that I’ll react? Happy—““You fool! Don’t you dare raise your voice on my wife! You foolish thing!”“No, this can’t be happening, this must be a dream, I have to wake up, I have a meeting to attend, and my day is fully packed for my appointments—““Then, get out!” Paul lost his temper with Zion
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“What the hell was that, huh? Are you trying to get yourself killed?!” Paul exclaimed while walking phase and fort.“What? You told me that I was summoned to your time, or to your world with a sole task, that is to replace you in participating in the war, am I wrong?” Zion said while sitting with cross legs on the divan.“What are you taking me for? Dumb? You haven’t been here for at least twelve hours, and you’re telling me that you’re willing to risk your life for that?”Zion shrugs his shoulder, “We only have three weeks right? Might as well teach me what I need to learn so I can still go back to my world, who about that?”Paul gave him a suspicious look, “Don’t play—““Jeez, you know, in my world, I didn’t have to explain nor repeat myself twice, people will line up just to be able to set an appointment with me, and here I am, trying to convince this whoever you are to just teach me what I need to learn,”“Fine, make sure to prepare yourself for tomorrow, since we have a little ti
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"You have to hold the sword this way, Zion!" Annoyed, Zion looked at Paul and set down the heavy sword he had been holding for hours. "I thought you came from an aristocratic family. Why can't you just hold that sword and swing it with force?""Then do it yourself! First of all, I don't have a family! Secondly, I never said I came from an aristocratic family. I just said that I'm a successful man now!" For the first time in twenty-six years, Zion raised his voice and spoke his mind."Oh, come on, you're a man-""Paul." A threatening voice came from behind. It was Paul's wife. His face immediately changed. His long, angry face turned into an awkward smile, as if he had been caught doing something wrong. Well, he was indeed doing something wrong—forcing Zion to do something he had never done before, shouting. Is he insane?"Hi, hon. I was just teaching this child what he needs to learn." Zion almost felt sick. He was old, but it was disgusting to see men act submissive when their wives
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As they arrived at the park, Anya pointed out their favorite spot. "There used to be a man-made waterfall here," she said, "but it was removed for some reason. It's been a year since we last came."He didn't voice his reluctance. It wasn't that he wanted to be here; he was simply pressured by Anya and Conny. But deep down, he had no desire to join them."Lay out the blanket, Paul," Conny instructed, and he complied without complaint. Conny then placed the two baskets they had brought on the ground.She took out bread, two types of jams, fresh milk, a small container of sliced fruits, and some meats. So, this is what they do at picnics? Just sitting and eating? What's the point? Why not just eat at a restaurant? Why choose to eat outside when it's sunny?Anya called him over to sit beside her. He realized he had been standing alone, everyone else already seated and looking at him. They must have thought he was spacing out, which he was."What's the point of having a picnic outside the
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The morning sun cast a golden glow over the training grounds as Zion and Paul prepared for their practice session. Both were dressed in simple training attire, their focus sharp and their determination unwavering."Let's start with the sword today," Paul suggested, his voice echoing with authority. "We'll work on your footwork and defense."Zion nodded, taking his position opposite Paul. They began their dance of combat, the sound of their blades clashing filling the air. Paul's strikes were powerful and precise, each one aimed at testing Zion's skill and reflexes. Zion defended himself with determination, his movements fluid and controlled.After a series of exchanges, Paul paused and stepped back, signaling for a break. "You're doing well with the sword, Zion," he commented, wiping sweat from his brow. "But there's another weapon you should be familiar with."Curiosity sparked in Zion's eyes as Paul reached for a bow and a quiver of arrows. "A bow and arrow?" Zion echoed, a hint of
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As Zion continued his solitary practice in the secluded woods, the morning sun cast a warm glow over the training grounds, highlighting the intricate patterns of light and shadow that danced around him. Each movement was deliberate and precise, a testament to his unwavering dedication to honing his skills. Unbeknownst to him, a pair of keen eyes watched from the shadows, observing his every move with a careful gaze. Sagittarius, disguised as a commoner, approached Zion with cautious steps, his presence masked by the serene tranquility of the forest. He waited for a lull in Zion's practice before stepping forward to greet him. "Good morning," Sagittarius greeted Zion with a warm smile, his voice carrying a hint of familiarity. "I couldn't help but notice your impressive swordplay. I'm Sagittarius, a humble commoner who shares your passion for the art of combat." Zion paused in his practice, eyeing Sagittarius with a mix of curiosity and caution. "Good morning," he replied, his tone