>> Host please finish daily tasks, otherwise a penalty will be reinstated <<
> Daily tasks
- Run (3km/5km)
- Eat (8.700kj/10.780kj)
- Sleep (5hrs/ 8hrs)
> estimated time to finish, 00 days, 09hrs, 30mins <<
Puffing out his entire lungs, hands on his knees while trying not to puke, Sion Reeds was about to drop. This hadn't been anything he'd ever done before, in fact he was still confused why- no maybe confused wasn't the right word now. Paranoid? Scared even? Because every-time he failed to finish the voices daily task, he was electrocuted to an inch of his life and boy, did it hurt.
After his 7th day failing after getting back to his relatively small apartment and getting a hologram letter displayed on his door saying he'd lost his part time job. The last thing he needed was to look like a BBQ meat stick done a bit too well.
So standing up to his now a jaw dropping 6'1 height which was intimidating as all hell to those who came across him (this is cm height count, our system just measures like this, 6'1 /181cm- in short he's a tall boy, equally a tall basketball player). He only needed to run a bit more, but God have mercy on his soul as he took off once again.
> Daily tasks
- Run (5km/5km) ☑️
- Eat (8.700kj/10.780kj)
- Sleep (5hrs/ 8hrs)
Next it was intense eating, this was going to be great! Not. The woman who'd served Sion his 62 burgers and 20 large cokes, watch with a dumbfounded face, as did everyone else. Sion obvious and only focusing on his huge meal and the time left to finish, scoffed down the 32nd burger while his hands started to unwrap the 33rd. He needed a substantial amount of Kilojoules which meant using whatever money he had left from his insurance after his accident to avoid being burn to death. Eating more than what he should was better then every nerve ending he had being attacked and his body left unconscious for a few hours.
> Daily tasks
- Run (5km/5km) ☑️
- Eat (10.780kj/10.780kj) ☑️
- Sleep (5hrs/ 8hrs)
"How can someone eat so much?"
"He must have an impressive 'Second gender'"
"Is he filming a video or something?"
"Youth these days have no manners"
Cutting them all out he slammed an extra tip to the lady who still remained stunned that Sion had actually indeed finished the entire 62 burgers and 20 drinks!
Heading out Sion pulled his Navi coloured hoodie over his head and ran at his most fastest speed to his apartment, he needed to sleep!
So this is how it went, for roughly a week, run, eat, sleep, the voice never doubled his efforts or gave him problems when he completed it.
> Daily tasks
- Run (5km/5km) ☑️
- Eat (10.780kj/10.780kj) ☑️
- Sleep (8hrs/ 8hrs) ☑️
>> Daily tasks completed, good job host <<
'Don't I get an award or something?'
>> you don't get electrocuted <<
'That isn't what I meant'
***
There was a problem, he was running out of the last money he had. He needed a new job but not only that Sion's school had been questioning on why he hadn't returned yet? Looking at the last bit of cash was like a punch to his gut, 50 measly dollars and 25 cents. (roughly 4,161.18 Yen) Bloody fantastic.
That wasn't going to last with the amount of food he'd been stuffing down his throat and what about school? Should he really return? After 3 weeks after being released he knew he wasn't the same, yet, Sion still feared that place. His trauma of severe bullying and much more made him stay away yet as weird as it sounded he wasn't as intimidated as he was a week ago. It seemed the more he did these daily tasks, the more his body shaped and his problems even present didn't seem to be a bother to him. The thing that he really feared these days was the voice and it's electric shock to the brain.
Sighing he put on his degrading sneakers and Navi hoodie (it's a brand name 'Navi' not the actual navy. Please stop correcting it.) paired with shabby denim pants and a singlet. His other clothes didn't fit him no more, he'd traded in his old wear for money and a few new shirts and bottoms. The hoodie was a bonus as no one wanted it due to the fact it had a rip in the left side pocket. Setting out Sion had noticed his arms were slightly bulkier and his legs had become defined and had developed nicely due to all the running.
His hair had gotten longer too, his now white hair just grazed his shoulders which he had to tie up. It was almost ridiculous to him with how much he'd changed but he now believed the voice after all the threats and sarcasm.
"Why am I acting like this? Why has my body developed this rapidly?" He'd asked the voice one time while observing his reflection of a stranger while brushing his new fang like teeth.
>> Host's body has gone through first transformation of bone reconstruction and impairment. Host's appearance and personality has changed due to being stage 1/ young Lycan. Host is undergoing training to better accept second transformation <<
"You say that like I'm supposed to know what it all means" he sighed as he thought about it now. Going through the park and scrolling through his phone looking for available jobs he suddenly picks up what sounded like a woman's muffle scream.