Ch- 9 "Destiny's Curve"

After the jarring blare of the alarm piercing through the quiet morning, his mind clear of all the previous thoughts. In a frantic rush, he embarked on his daily rituals, a whirlwind of actions and preparations that culminated in his transformation from a mess to a presentable individual, all accomplished in the span of a mere 15 minutes.

His tasks completed, he emerged from his room, the creak of the door announcing his presence to the world. There, in the living room, he found his parents, who had finally roused from their slumber. A warm greeting passed his lips as he deftly retrieved his bike keys from the holder by the door.

He strode purposefully towards the garage, the repository of his prized possession, a sleek Yamaha YZF-R15 V.3, standing in harmonious companionship with his father's car.

As the garage door groaned and began to ascend, his sharp eyes caught sight of two figures, their silhouettes defined in the half-light, patiently awaiting his arrival. And who else could it be but Mayra and Reena?

'You see, these two are actually my childhood friends,' he mused inwardly as he approached Mayra and Reena with a friendly smile. 'Friends who also kind of have a crush on me,' he continued his internal reflection, 'and it's also not wrong to say that I am also attracted towards them, which by the way can easily be seen by our body languages.'

However, he decided to keep these thoughts to himself for the moment as he greeted them warmly.

As for what they were doing outside the garage, it was a well-established routine. 'Well, there's the thing that,' he explained with a nonchalant shrug, 'since both of them also attend the same college as I do, I have kind of become their go-to ride whenever they go to college.'

He chuckled inwardly, 'I'm not complaining though, since both of them have great figures,' he thought with a grin, 'and some accidents and somewhat intentional breaks during the journey certainly do me great justice.'

Speaking of college, I'm on the path to becoming a medical scientist. Why, you might wonder? Well, it's all about preparing for potential future pandemics. In my previous turn, I witnessed the devastation caused by COVID-19, a global threat due to its adaptability, mutations, and rapid spread.

However, just because my family had been spared in that previous ordeal didn't mean I wouldn't take precautions against the ever-fluttering butterfly effect, the subtle ripples that could endanger my parents' health. That was my original plan before a surprise intervened - my 'Golden Finger.'

Presently, I find myself in a quandary. Should I continue down the path of Medical Sciences as my career, or could the extraordinary abilities granted by my 'Cheat' hold greater significance? It's a conundrum that swirls in my mind.

But for now, I decide to put that internal debate on hold. There are immediate matters at hand, and I must focus on the present. The feasibility of my conjecture can wait for another day, as life's unpredictable twists and turns unfold before us.

"Good morning, Mayra, Reena," I greeted them warmly as I wheeled my bike out of the garage.

"Good morning, Swayam," Mayra replied, her voice like a siren's song, accompanied by a smile that could lead even monks astray. Her smile was both enchanting and a source of constant vigilance for me, as I felt a responsibility to shield her from any potential misfortune.

"G-GOOD M-Morning, Swayam," Reena stuttered, her shyness evident in her barely audible voice. If I didn't know that her shyness was reserved for me alone, I might have mistaken her for a timid rabbit, unfit for this harsh world.

As I observe Reena's interactions with others, I couldn't help but offer silent prayers for those with ill intentions who dared approach her. Anyone foolish enough to underestimate her and attempt to bully her found themselves in the hospital, followed by three days of imprisonment upon their release.

Now, here's the twist with Reena – she happens to be the daughter of the Director General of Police (DGP). You can probably understand why bullies faced not only three days of imprisonment but also a trip to the hospital. You see, the girl they believed they could easily intimidate holds a Black Belt in Karate.

It's a curious blend of factors that keeps her protected: the formidable Karate skills coupled with the influential parentage. Messing with Reena was a perilous endeavor, one that few dared to undertake more than once.

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"Well, that truly was one hell of a hectic day," I muttered to myself as I flopped onto my bed, exhausted from a day at Medical College.

Reflecting on the day's events, I marveled at the unexpected utility of the A.I. Chip. It not only facilitated microscopic studies but also demonstrated remarkable precision when dissecting that unfortunate toad in Anatomy class. Its versatility surprised me and, truth be told, proved quite helpful.

As I lay there, thoughts raced through my mind about the untapped potential of the A.I. Chip. How far could its capabilities be pushed? The prospect of conducting daring experiments with this extraordinary technology sparked a tantalizing curiosity within me. The boundaries of what it could achieve remained uncharted territory, waiting for an intrepid explorer to push them to their limits.

Putting aside my wild musings about the A.I. Chip's limitless potential, I shifted my attention to more serious matters. My gaze fixated on the Special section, which contained the intriguing 'Extraction & Integration.'

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