Javier woke up early the next day, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. Today, he was going to start his training with Jose, and he couldn't wait to see what was in store for him.
As he got dressed and headed out of his room, he noticed his siblings giving him strange looks. They had always been distant towards him, and Javier couldn't help but wonder why.
Ignoring their stares, he made his way to the training grounds where Jose was already waiting for him. The old man looked at Javier with a stern expression, as if sizing him up.
"Good morning, Javier," he said, his voice deep and serious. "Today, we will begin your training."
Javier nodded eagerly, eager to start. But before they could begin, Jose had one more question for him.
"Tell me, Javier. What do you know about the ancient heroes?"
Javier hesitated for a moment, trying to recall what he had learned in school. "They were great warriors who fought for our country's freedom," he said, unsure if that was enough.
Jose nodded. "That is correct. But they were more than just warriors. They were awakened, like you will be. They possessed great powers and abilities, and they used these to protect our land and our people."
Javier's eyes widened in surprise. He had never heard about this before. "How do I become awakened?"
Jose gave him a small smile. "It is different for everyone. Some awaken naturally, while others require a catalyst. But I believe you will be one of the lucky ones. You have the potential to be one of the strongest awakeneds in our land."
With those words, they began their training. Jose started with the basics, teaching Javier the proper stance and movements for combat. Javier was a quick learner, and he absorbed everything that Jose taught him with ease.
As the day wore on, Javier felt a strange energy coursing through his body. He didn't know what it was, but he knew it felt powerful.
At the end of their training session, Jose called him over. "Javier, close your eyes and focus. Clear your mind of all thoughts."
Javier did as he was told, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He felt a warm sensation in his chest, and suddenly, he saw a bright light in his mind's eye.
When he opened his eyes, Jose was looking at him with a pleased expression. "You have awoken, Javier. Your journey has just begun."
Javier stood there for a moment, staring at the door. He couldn't believe what he just saw. But he knew that he needed to act quickly. He looked around the room and saw a small window on the side of the house. Without hesitation, he ran towards it and pushed it open. He squeezed his way through the small opening and dropped to the ground outside.
Once he was outside, he started running as fast as he could. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew that he needed to get as far away from that house as possible. He ran for what felt like hours until he finally collapsed from exhaustion.
When he woke up, he found himself in a small village. The people there were kind and welcomed him with open arms. He decided to stay in the village and make a new life for himself. He learned their ways, their language, and their customs. He became a part of their community and they became his family.
Years passed, and Javier never forgot about what happened to him that day. He knew that he couldn't go back to his old life, but he also knew that he couldn't stay in the village forever. He needed to find out the truth about what happened to his family, and he needed to seek justice.
One day, he heard about a group of people who were fighting for justice and freedom. They were called the Awakened, and they were made up of people who had special abilities and powers. Javier knew that this was his chance to find the truth and seek justice.