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The Fate Forgers

"In the depths of his own disinterest, Dylan languishes in his room, lost in a sea of procrastination and endless YouTube scrolling. The world around him has lost its luster, and he drifts without purpose day by day. But one unassuming encounter changes the course of his entire life - an inconspicuous video from a YouTube channel of a small production company which uses it only to release trailers for their upcoming movies and series. The video which was only title 'Trailer,' it becomes the catalyst that sparks a flicker of interest within Dylan, a soul who rarely finds fascination. Join the journey of Dylan, the embodiment of apathy, navigates a life devoid of passion or connection. Yet, against all odds, a gradual transformation begins. Through encounters, experiences, and perhaps by aa special someone, he rediscovers the beauty of the world he had so long dismissed. However, can he maintain a grip on that individual, or will he forfeit the sole person linking him to the world? The steps he takes further will determine his future journey, yet it's as uncomplicated as he perceives the world, or perhaps something is unfolding behind him that he couldn't comprehend."

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Dylan daily life

Dylan swapped his bathrobe with a regular cloth, proceeded to have a light breakfast, and as he ate, he heard a knocking sound at his door.

"Your coffee is prepared, sir."

"Bring it inside."

"Of course, sir."

After that Dylan bedroom door slowly opened and then a man with mug came in placed it beside Dylan breakfast.

"Anything more sir."

"No."

Following Dylan's response, the man exited the room with measured steps.

Having consumed the bread omelet, Dylan carried his coffee mug as he strolled towards the window.

Dylan proceeded to drink his coffee slowly while fixing his gaze on the world outside through the window.

A gentle breeze brushed against Dylan through the open window, prompting him to stand up, and he move towards the window, and direct his attention to the surrounding greenery. He maintained this contemplative posture while continuing to sip his coffee.

As the coffee in the mug approached its final dregs, a knocking sound resonated once more from the door.

"Would you like anything else, sir?" inquired the man.

Dylan reaffirmed, "No."

Subsequently, the man gently opened the door and entered the room. He retrieved the plate from the table and began to depart. However, just as he was about to leave, Dylan stopped him and inquired,

"Sameer, is Father at home now?"

"No, sir. Master has departed with Madam to finalize the acquiring of the Red Jewellery Groups."

"Has the acquiring not been completed yet?"

"No sir, some members of the Red Jewellery Group have been resisting the acquiring process."

"So, that's why Master and Madam are personally looking at this acquiring if any problem is raised again."

"Understood."

Afterward, Sameer lingered for a few more moments, but noticing Dylan had no further inquiries, he exited the room.

Dylan's gaze remained fixed on the lush greenery, and eventually, his coffee ran out, prompting him to set the empty mug down on the table.

Uncertain of what to do next, he resumed his prior activity for a while before returning to the window to observe the sky.

This was the routine of Dylan's mornings, where he found himself without a sense of purpose.

Dylan stared at the sky, reminiscent like a lost soul searching for a way to reconnect with the world.

Time drifted slowly, and the bright afternoon sunlight illuminated Dylan's surroundings.

Feeling the warmth of the sunlight on his face, Dylan stepped away from the window and checked his smartphone, revealing the time was almost 12 pm.

Upon seeing the time, Dylan left his room, descending to the ground floor, and eventually stepping into the garden area. He walked aimlessly, his face bathed in sunlight, walking until he reached a densely wooded section of his garden that resembled a forest, extending as far as his eyes could see.

Upon reaching this area, he settled down, his focus shifting to observing squirrels and birds perched on the trees.

Meanwhile, as Dylan was lost in thought, Taran was engrossed in a game on pc, when suddenly his alarm went off in his smartphone. He quickly closed the game, recalling that the second episode was set to premiere at 12 pm.

Taran silenced the alarm on his smartphone and opened YouTube on his PC. A recommended live video caught his eye, and without delay, he clicked on the video to watch it, and video showed a timer of 20 seconds before it was going to start. And this video was none other than the second episode.

As Taran tuned in for the second episode, the live viewer count for the second episode was rapidly increasing.

With the live viewership number of the second episode continued to increase, the timer was also slowly decreasing and when the timer hit 0 second mark the live viewership had almost reached the 500k mark, and finally the second episode was started.

"You have now already been able to strengthen your with chakra for the entire day. It's time for you to learn something new."

"Yes."

Recalling his father's promise from the previous day, Aska couldn't contain his excitement. With the memory of his father's words about teaching him a fresh chakra technique, he burst into excitement and started jumping around behind his father, who was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

"Alright, alright, calm down. Finish your breakfast first, then I'll teach you after that," his father cautioned.

Upon hearing his father's reprimand, Aska settled down and took a seat at the table. His father promptly served him breakfast, and he eagerly began devouring it.

While he was quickly consuming his food, Aska's father gradually joined him at the table, starting to eat alongside him.

"Slow down a bit, or you might choke."

"Ok." Aska replied.

Taking heed of his father's advice, Aska moderated his eating pace, although he still ate with more fervor than usual.

After a while, he had already polished off his breakfast.

"Father, Father, I'm ready!"

Aska once again erupted in joyous jumping.

"Alright, calm down. Head downstairs and wait there. I'll join you once I finish eating."

"Okay." With that, Aska dashed outside and descended quickly from the treehouse.

Upon reaching the ground, he began to throw punches in air and run around energetically.

Aska's imagination ran wild as he considered himself flying through the air and defeating a saber-toothed tiger with a single punch.

After some time, Aska spotted his father descending from the treehouse, his excitement building as he noticed his father's approach.

A slight smile appeared on his father's face as he beheld his delighted child.

"Come here, child," his father beckoned once he reached the ground.

In response, Aska dashed toward his father.

"Do you know what I'm going to teach you today?"

"No," Aska replied.

In a rush, he added, "Like how to fly in the sky or defeat a tiger with a single punch."

Upon hearing his son's words, his father chuckled softly before responding, "No, my child. You have plenty of time to learn those things. Today, I'll teach you something different."

Aska's enthusiasm waned a bit upon hearing this, his disappointment evident.

Noticing his child's deflated demeanor, his father patted him on the back and called him over.

"It will take quite a while before you're ready for that, so don't let it make you sad."

"Alright."

"Come, sit on the ground now."

"Previously, I taught you how to create solid objects using chakra and how to strengthen your body's with chakra."

"Today, I'm going to teach you how to apply chakra to your legs for faster running."

"But Father, I can already run very fast when I strengthen my body with chakra."

"Child, the speed you achieve that way is due to the increased strength in your legs. To truly run at remarkable speeds, you need to supply enough energy to your legs to support that speed." With those words, he positioned himself behind Aska.

Although Aska didn't fully grasp his father's explanation, he nodded in agreement.