“What should I do?” Vittario is in great confusion.

  After moments of thought,

  “Yes, I have,” he finally said.

  “I don’t need any more details. Thank you for opening it up.” Andrew is in a state of relief.

  “The reason I think your family had been attacked is to make you work for him,” he is revealing what he researched.

  “For who?” Vittario.

  “The one who told you about Ken,” Andrew said with sureness.

  Vittario was shocked and stood still for a minute.

  “What should I do?” he asked.

  “You should—” Andrew said something.

  “Really!” he started smiling.

  “It’s getting darker, we will leave,” Andrew then called Ken.

  They both waved to Vittario and his family and left.

  “Did he accept?” Ken asked while they were travelling.

  “Yeah, I didn’t expect it,” Andrew said with a smile.

  “What’s your plan?” Ken.

  “I don’t know, let’s see,” he said with a smirk.

  2 days went by with Ken doing his routine; nothing big happened.

  “Where are you now?” Ken texted.

  “I am nearby, wait for a few minutes,” she replied.

  “Ok, no problem,” he told back.

  On Friday, Ken spoke with Lucera and decided to meet her at their usual park on Sunday.

  She arrived at 10:28 am.

  “How are you, now?” Ken started the conversation.

  “I am fine. How about you?” she asked.

  “I am good,” he replied.

  “Sorry about what happened the other day. I couldn’t protect you,” he apologized.

  “Don’t worry, it’s past, no need to worry about it now,” she said.

  Then they talked about the general things for 15 minutes.

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  “Did you hear about that Clutch Crafter?” she asked.

  “Yeah, he saved people 2 times this month,” he said.

  “He saved 2 people yesterday,” she muttered.

  “From who?” Ken asked.

  “From a gang which had 6 people in it,” she said.

  “How is he there at the exact time?” he asked, thinking.

  “That’s why people call him Clutch Crafter,” she said.

  Then they talked for another 15 minutes before leaving.

  “Who is he?” Ken had a deep thought while walking home.

  At night, when having dinner, Ken asked his dad, “Dad, have you known someone stronger than Alvon Roger?”.

  His dad started laughing hard.

  “What happened, Dad?” he asked.

  He still can’t stop laughing.

  “You yourself ask him,” he said.

  “Why is he laughing?” Ken wondered.

  “Can we go on a little trip next week?” Galen texted Ken.

  Ken, after seeing it, thought about the previous trips.

  The next day, at the college, he discussed it with Andrew.

  “Why not? Let’s see what will happen this time around,” he agreed to the plan.

  “Should I call Lucera?” Ken asked.

  “Sure, have you met her yesterday?” he asked.

  “Yeah, in the park,” Ken replied as the break was about to be over.

  “Why are you always meeting her in the park?” Andrew asked.

  “I don’t know, then where should we meet?” Ken.

  “That’s up to you, but always meeting there is kind of boring, you know,” he suggested.

  “Let’s see, I don’t have any place in mind,” Ken told Andrew.

  Then the day went normally in college, and in the evening, Ken texted Lucera.

  “We are planning on going for a little trip? Are you coming? You can come with your friends too,” he texted.

  “Sure, I will come with my friends, when is it?” she asked.

  “I will say the exact date after asking him?” he replied.

  Then he thought about his powers during the night before going to sleep.

  Little did he know about the curse that came with his powers, and it is affecting his life now.

  The next day, after college, Ken and Andrew asked Roger to train them.

  Roger recovered completely from all his injuries.

  “Sure, every day come here by 6:10 am and 5:00 pm, we will have 2 hours training in the morning and 2 hours in the evening,” he gave out a schedule for them.

  “Are you guys ok with this?” he asked them.

  “Yeah, we are ok with it,” said Andrew.

  “Then, from tomorrow, we will start our classes?” Roger told them.

  “Classes?” Ken is confused.

  “Training classes,” Roger clarified with a smirk on his face.

  “We are fine with tomorrow,” Andrew accepted.

  Then they spoke for 5 minutes before leaving.

  “I am going to start running again tomorrow,” he told Ken while walking home.

  “How are you going to balance the schedule? Won’t it hurt you?” Ken asked him.

  “Working towards a dream doesn’t hurt; it only grows you,” he replied.

  “Well, well, I don’t understand this at all,” Ken when it comes to these dream talks.

  The next day, Ken woke up at 5:30 am. His parents were shocked to see him awake that early.

  He walked in a random direction for some time, and later at 5:50 am, he started walking to Roger’s house.

  “Where are you?” he texted Andrew.

  “Guess it,” he replied.

  “Have you gone to his house?” he typed with a shock.

  “Hahaha,” Andrew sent laughing reactions.

  “That guy, he is always perfect,” Ken thought.

  Ken went to the house at 6:03 am. Andrew was talking with Roger while his wife was watering the plants.

  “Sorry for coming late,” he told Roger.

  “I won’t forgive you. How did he come ahead of you? I thought you had more discipline,” Roger started his lecture.

  “Ahh, why am I always right at the wrong things?” Ken thought.

  Meanwhile, Andrew is laughing at Ken. “What should I do?” Ken asked as he couldn’t hear his lectures.

  “Ok, ok, I will forgive you, but only for today,” Roger told him.

  “Then, why this much advice?” Ken was exhausted already.

  “How should we start, from the basics or from hard?” he asked them.

  Both had different choices. Ken’s choice is from the hard while Andrew suggested from the basics.

  “I will start with the basics,” Roger told them.

  “Then why ask us?” Ken was disappointed.

  “I will hold this rock, punch and break this, but if you punched harder, then your hands would hit the tree,” Roger started his class.

  “If you punch it with less strength, then you can’t break this, so manage your power carefully,” he told them.

  “Now, Ken, you start first,” he told.

  “I should just hit with a limited amount of power,” he thought.

  He puts all his weight on his front leg, and “I will do this at the first time itself,” he hits it with his right hand.

  He broke the rock, but not just the rock. His skin tore as he used all his strength, only to hit the tree eventually.

  The rocks cracked, and Ken didn’t feel anything for a few seconds, but after that, he couldn’t control his pain.

  “Ahh, it hurts,” Ken shouted.