It was a morning like any other, with a gentle warmth enveloping the room as sunlight poured through the windows, casting a golden glow on everything it touched. Outside, the air was alive with the cheerful symphony of birds chirping energetically, their melodious calls weaving through the soft rustle of leaves in the warm breeze. It felt as though nature itself was greeting the day with open arms.
In the villa where Sian was staying, most people were already awake, each occupied with their own tasks. Some of the contestants had even woken up earlier than scheduled to get in some morning exercise.
Of course, none of that had anything to do with Sian. Morning exercises? Absolutely not in this lifetime. He had already spent most of his years in his other world running, training, and fighting day and night. Now? Don't even dream of making him do a single push-up—even if his life depended on it.
