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Zero appeared beside him again, arms folded, the soft blue glow of his projection reflecting off the nearby glass.
"A killer, a loyal son, a tactician, a ghost, and a god complex," he muttered. "Which one do you think did it?"
Zion smirked, eyes half-lidded.
"Obviously… all of them."
Zero let out a small chuckle, then fell silent.
Zion leaned back, stretching his arms with a sigh. "It's all good now. I'll spend the rest of my time here getting stronger. No distractions."
"Whatever you say," Zero replied casually. "I'm just here to guide you, not babysit."
Zion let out a tired breath, eyes closing. "We'll talk more tomorrow, Master. I'm wiped."
"…Alright," Zero said quietly, fading from view as Zion drifted off on the sofa.
The room was quiet now. One by one, the others had also fallen asleep in their respective rooms.
And just like that, the first month of the challenge passed quietly.
