Chapter 4: Activation
"Yes," Javier whispered, pressing his finger to the glowing button.
A golden light burst through the dormitory, filling the air like liquid fire. It pulsed from Javier’s chest, connecting him to Vicente’s ghostly form with every beat of his heart. Static buzzed along his skin. The air snapped with electricity.
Nobody else stirred. Tommy Vega rolled over, mumbling something about his mom’s cooking. Carlos kept snoring. The light show might as well have been a dream—just for Javier.
Vicente’s shape slowly came into focus. Blurred edges sharpened into clear lines. His face, his shoulders, the brown leather gloves hanging from his belt—they all looked solid now, almost too real.
"Incredible," Vicente said, staring down at his hands. "I can feel... something. Substance."
Across Javier’s vision, a translucent interface flickered to life like a projection screen—green lines and numbers hanging in the air.
[BOXER PROFILE]
Name: Javier Restrepo
Age: 17
Weight: 165 lbs
Fighting Record: 0-0-0
[PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES]