Chapter 85 - 84: War. Greed. Power
This kid had something.
Before, it was just a guess, but now it was verified—he was indeed someone gifted.
After a few minutes, he felt better, and they all headed back.
On the way, he grabbed a hearty breakfast at a nearby diner, as he didn’t have the strength to make one himself anymore.
Scrambled eggs, avocado toast, oatmeal with berries, and a protein smoothie—fuel for the day’s plans.
Returning to his house, he went straight to the showers and treated himself to a long alternating hot and cold shower, to wash away sweat and exhaustion and let the water massage away his soreness.
He even took a few extra minutes to shave and apply some basic skincare—a small self-discipline habit he’d picked up recently.
Throwing on casual loungewear—soft cotton pants, a breathable tee, and his favorite pair of soft house shoes.
Finally, he brewed himself a strong cup of coffee.
Standing by the window, mug in hand, he watched the city slowly come to life.
Birds chirped distantly, a few cars rumbled down the street and people marching forward like clockwork ants.