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Improver

Kahari is your average, run-of-the-mill person. The one thing going for them is the fact that they're a hard worker. The hard work that they had been doing was not making their life better. Until the system was introduced to them, helped them really improve in a lot of aspects of their life except the place they need it the most … finance.

That_Guy_1841 · Urbano
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2 Chs

Shape Up

This is his new beginning, but he doesn't know where to start. He always dreamed about what he would do if things were different. What will his life be like from now on and what is his plan. At the end of another long day, he lies on his bed staring at the coin that was the start of his new life. As the realization of newfound power settled within, Kahari stood at the precipice of a life-altering decision. The abilities bestowed upon him shimmered with limitless potential, a force that could reshape reality itself. The weight of responsibility mingled with the thrill of possibility, creating a palpable tension in the quiet room. In the soft glow of his television playing random videos, Kahari pondered the ethical dilemma that accompanied such extraordinary capabilities. Should they use these powers for personal gains, aiming to face past issues for personal gain and forge a more comfortable existence for personal gain? Or, perhaps, embrace a selfless path, dedicating their gifts to the greater good of humanity? The duality of choice loomed large, a crossroads where destiny and free will converged. As the seconds ticked away, Kahari grappled with the magnitude of this decision, knowing that whatever path they chose would indelibly shape the course of their life and the lives of those around them. But in the end he exclaimed "Fuck It!", and decided to chose to use his new-found abilities for himself and whenever his heart is in it and opportunity arrives he'll try to help those in need.

With his mind made up, he decided to start his training and added exercise to his daily routine. He certainly felt better about himself, but whenever he would check his status, there was no actual change. He was a bit despondent but either way he went on to do research with any fantasy with people getting status windows. Through his search, he realized his fault while he has exercising everyday he was doing it to his comfort level never pushing himself too far; though it was beneficial for him to warm up his body to get use to moving his body more, but it was doing nothing to improve himself.

In the solitude of his empty home, Kahari found himself on the edge of exhaustion, teetering on the brink of his physical limits. Beads of sweat dripped from his furrowed brow, and every muscle screamed in protest as he pressed on, determined to defy the boundaries of his endurance. The rhythmic thud of his voice echoing throughout, reflecting his relentless pursuit of self-improvement. With each strained repetition, he delved deeper into the reservoirs of his strength, as if daring his own body to yield. The air hung heavy with the scent of exertion, yet Kahari's focus remained unwavering, a testament to his unyielding commitment to surpassing the constraints of what was once thought possible. In the room of his personal challenge, amidst the sounds of videos he uses as guide and the steady hum of determination, Kahari pushed himself to a place where limits blurred and resilience reigned supreme. After a long day drenched in sweat heavily breathing exhausted to the point of passing out he lies on the floor and weakly calls out to the status window and barely opens his eyes to look. Upon setting his gaze to the status, his eyes widening and with a smile growing on his face, he delightedly exclaimed "YES!", exerting the last of his strength. He proceeds to gladly passes out with the knowledge that even though the change is small, he knows that he actually is improving.

Following months of training, Kahari found that he saw improvements not only in his status but also in his physique. As Kahari stood before his bedroom mirror, a subtle revelation unfolded before his eyes. The contours of his physique, once familiar but now subtly transformed, reflected the tangible results of tireless dedication. His gaze traced the defined lines of muscle, and a burgeoning sense of pride surged within him. The evidence of countless hours spent training manifested in the sculpted shoulders, the chiseled abdomen, and the newfound strength etched into every sinew. A triumphant smile played upon his lips as he marveled at the synergy of effort and progress. The mirror became a portal into a realm where self-discipline and determination coalesced, producing a physical manifestation of the commitment to personal growth. At that moment, the reflection staring back at Kahari wasn't just a dream; it was a testament to the transformative power of resilience and the rewards that come with unwavering dedication. These results of dedication, it filled his heart and made him feel good. It was a good feeling that he kept to himself, and it was easy to do as when he goes out he is typically adorned in casual wear and loose fitting clothes. No one would know the difference just by looking at him, but they can tell by how healthy he seems and how easily he lifts things he would in prior months struggle to lift.

Going forward, Kahari could tell that he couldn't stay in his room forever for his training. He needed to expand his training area, but he wouldn't go to a gym because honestly he was not really confident socially or financially to commit to that sort of lifestyle. So he started with the basics, a run around the neighborhood where he could just put on his headphones to lose himself. Under the light of the evening sun, Kahari surrendered to the rhythmic cadence of his own footfalls, and the beats of whatever song is playing on his shuffled liked playlist, lost in thought in a run that stretched across the entirety of the day. As dawn painted the horizon in hues of reds and orange, he embarked on this odyssey, propelled by an insatiable urge to explore the farthest reaches of his endurance. The landscape shifted beneath his pounding steps—urban streets giving way to meandering trails evolving into untamed wilderness. Sweat-soaked and sun-kissed, Kahari felt a communion with the world around him, his breath synchronized with the pulse of nature. With each passing mile, the mundane concerns of daily life melted away, replaced by a profound sense of liberation. As dusk draped the world in a tapestry of twilight, he pressed on, driven not only by physical stamina but by an unquenchable thirst for self-discovery. In the waning light, Kahari found himself—body, mind, and spirit—imbued with a profound sense of accomplishment that could only be gleaned from traversing the contours of one's own limits. At the end of his run, slowing down till coming to a complete stop in front of his door, he finally feels the cold touch of his clothes doused in sweat. It's a testament to his hard work and a motivator to take a shower immediately. In the shower, he is lost in thought in how to improve himself, taking in account the stories he read. He thought maybe he should start poison training but scared for his own safety he decided against it as he didn't know if taking too little will train his resistance and hadn't thought of a counter-measure for if he takes too much.

Kahari deciding not to go down the poison route, he thought of a different approach. Empowered by newfound stamina and the extra time from taking fewer naps, he harnessed the invigorating energy coursing through his veins for a purpose beyond the physical. As the sun dipped below the horizon, he turned on his lamps casting a focused glow across his workspace, he immersed himself in the world of internet and knowledge. The once-daunting list of tutorials became a conquerable challenge, and the complexities of academia unfolded with a newfound clarity. Kahari, fueled by the endurance he had built through relentless training, delved into his studies with an unwavering focus. The room echoed with the quiet rustle of pages turning and the soft hum of concentration. With each passing hour, his mind absorbed information like a sponge, and the synergy of intellectual pursuit and physical vitality created a harmonious balance. As the night wore on, Kahari discovered the symbiosis between a resilient body and a keen intellect, realizing that the strength he cultivated extended beyond his training to empower him in all facets of his life. He used his extra time to learn and have a chance to better his employment and learn new things.