Chapter 3: The Protagonist? Part 3
'Do I even still know how to walk properly?'
The thought made him chuckle softly, given how athletic he once was
No, 'athletic' didn't even begin to cover it. He was a literal monster, the kind people thought was custom-made by God himself.
And he wasn't even bragging—regular check-ups left doctors impressed by how dense and flexible his muscles and bones were, far beyond most people.
They said he possessed "Adam Genes."
The term was created just for him because he carried nearly every positive genes that helped him outperform 99.99% of humans.
Sadly, those god-given talents were wiped out by years of unhealthy living.
Instead of hitting the gym, he binge-watched entire seasons of shows while devouring bags of chips and pizza.
Late-night gaming marathons replaced workouts, and energy drinks became his water.
Now, each step felt like a challenge, as if his body forgot the simple act of moving.
As he walked down the narrow stairwell of his three-story apartment building, he cursed his landlord for putting him on the third floor instead of the first.