it was a Monday morning. Bobby was out in his usual morning workout. He turned twisted, performing several stunts that looked weird from the stand point of viewers. Let looked relatively at ease with himself, like he was one with nature. The way he moved had something about it. These moves were not ordinary, these were moves one could clearly perform after facing life and death situations.
Shockingly, it wasn't himself alone. His son also performed the same moves that he performed. The harmony between the two was unmatched. it was like the connection between patners that have trained for battle a long time. The synergy between the two was like flowing energy between father and son. The unity between them was a beautiful sight to behold. If only my wife was here to behold a such a wonderful sight. Bobby thought to himself, but what he didn't know was, there was a connection between himself and his son.
"Dad! why are we the only ones who get to carry out physical workouts around here?"
Bobby looked at his son in admiration, he then smiled and replied. "Bruce, daddy loves you right?", Bruce nodded approvingly like he had known this all along.
"Daddy wasn't born into a wealthy family, you know that already! and that was one of the reasons why I couldn't awaken my spirit soul, yet I had survived. You could say I was extremely lucky. Since I had nothing to defend your mother and the fact that you were going to be born, pushed me hard into looking at the future in a different light. I had to become stronger to defend yourself and mom, but unfortunately, she passed when you where born. I didn't want you to suffer my fate so I had to become stronger". He gently rubbed his son's head and wished he could be more to his son who needed him the most now. He couldn't help it but become envious of kids born into rich homes. These kids literally had nothing to worry about, they didn't have to go through stress to feed, everything was at their beck and call.
"Dad! Dad!! will I awaken my spirit soul?" Bruce again brought his dad back to reality. This question was like a bomb that exploded before his eyes, although he was strong enough he could only watch himself turn into dust and ashes. This was the feeling he got from the question Bruce just asked him. He had been knocked totally off balance. This was the sole reason bobby had not sent Bruce to school. It was because he had dedicated all this time and focus to bobby's future of unlocking his spirit soul. He had been saving the money to be used for the awakening ceremony. Just what was this? he had to run around doing petty jobs, he had a rent he needed to pay yearly, he had to provide food for himself and his son, the demands on him were just too tasking and he was not getting any younger he was looking overstressed and yet his son had asked this question.
"off course you will!!, you will even have the spirit soul of your choice" Bobby smiled bitterly at his son and then hugged him.
Bruce could smell the stress and hardwork under his dad's breath, this was not just stress, it also smelled like old age. Bruce then resolved in his mind to assist his dad, he had to be a son that made dad proud, a son that will bring the light to his family and even to his colony.
The next day, bobby went out as usual, in his search for jobs that could bring food to the table. Back at home was Bruce who was sitting on a mat in a small room. From the look of things, this room was really old. One could say that the room hadn't been painted in a very long time. The room was square in shape. This room contained nothing literally, there was a gas cooker at the edge of the room beside the window. This gas cooker looked pretty old, it was like a cooking utensil that had been passed down 5 generations.
Towards the opposite end of the room was a medium sized mat. This mat could contain Bruce and his father. Bruce had already gotten used to sleeping on this mat, after all this was home. If he couldn't appreciate the effort his dad put, then what did that make him? speaking of effort, an idea immediately struck Bruce mind. He got up from the mat and made his way out of the building.
The streets were busy as usual. Bruce kept walking without minding any passer by. One thing he observed was that people kept staring at him as they passed. He checked his body to see if there was something wrong with him but there was visibly nothing wrong with him. Although he was malnourished it was not a rear sight in the colony, so many people were also malnourished, it made them naturally unfit for battle. Even if one's spirit soul was a bear without sufficient food one could not fully utilize the ability of his spirit soul. Now this was where physical fitness came into play. Although Bobby was not fully aware, he unconsciously created a path to greatness for himself and his son.
Bruce was just 8 years old, and he had already been training his own body in anticipation of the awakening ceremony.
Bruce came to halt Infront of a large building, it was about 80 feets tall that was equivalent to 30 storeys. The building was painted blue, the colour of the sky on a sunny day. It signified the waves and the abundance of strength and power which came with the sea. Inscribed on the building was DEEP SEA FARMING RESOURCES. It was obvious to outsiders that this building either had something to do with the extraction of resources from the sea, or this building was incharge of that. However, one could only be extremely sure when one went inside to find out. Bruce stood Infront of the building, giving it some thought before he decided to walk into the building.