I have been training hard lately; I wonder what is in store for me. "Arata's dad is calling you." For what I exclaimed. "I don't know, man. He said, You better be there." Alright, whatever. "Arata, from now on you will train with your uncle Roger." "My eyes opened widely. Roger?? Why him? I heard rumors he is a very stoic person; in the civil war against the Red Cross, he was deemed a worthy opponent. In that war, he was named "The flashing Reaper." I only met Uncle Roger once; it was from a distance. He and my dad weren't the best of friends, especially when my dad took the throne. "Dad, why are you sending me there? That guy is ludicrous." "Arata, you are weak. I don't know what to do with you anymore. You are always underperformed. It's time to change that. "But Dad…" "Shut up, boy, that is final. You will go there first thing in the morning." Ugh, I can't stand this old man anymore. Aneth walks up to me. "Hehe, I heard you're going to be training with Uncle Roger." Whatever, man, why does it concern you? ""It really doesn't. All you got to understand is even if you are trained by Bruce Lee himself, you could never ever in your life hope to beat me, Arata." One day I will defeat you, "as I say in my mind". Arata Get ready to depart; your uncle is going to be waiting for "you. All right, Dad, you don't have to tell me twice. I have finally arrived at my uncle's headquarters; it took a little while, like three hours. Wow, it's so huge! So this is where Uncle Roger lives. One thing I do have to add is that it feels gloomy in here; the dark colors make it look like the forbidden castle if it was painted all dark. I am greeted by a tall, dark-skinned woman. "I take it you are your control, Arata? Master?" Um, Arata is fine. Follow me, sir; your uncle is waiting for you. There he was, just lying down on his sofa in the middle of the palace, "Master Roger "What is it?" He has arrived. "My uncle gets up from his couch. This motherfucker is short, and he isn't scary looking. I was bamboozled. "So, you're Arata?" Yes, sir." "Fucking wimp, you need to grow some muscle; you look like a worn-out monkey."" Marla (a tall, black lady): Show him to the cafe and fatten this boy up. Well, that didn't go well. I wonder why he said those awful things about me. "Master Arata" "Just Arata only." "Don't think of your uncle as a harsh person; he's coming from a place of heart. We have arrived at the cafe. "Gosh man, why is everywhere fucking gloomy in this place?" As soon as I arrived, I was greeted by the chef: "What would you like to eat?" "Um, what do you guys have? We got steak, pasta, chicken, and BBQ chicken; that's about it, kid. "Anything else?" Listen here, man, you get what you fucking get; weaklings like you shouldn't even have a whiff of what to choose to eat. "Hey, hey, what's going on, chef?"
-Walks in the eldest daughter of Roger. (Marla) What seems to be the problem, chef?" This kid I gave him options of what to eat, and he is asking for other options." Boy, do you know where you are? ""' "This is Roger's palace. You better show some respect. "I apologize, Chef. Alright, well, so what you want is "um, steak and some chicken and water." Thank you, sir. "Now go sit down. Dang, man, that was pretty harsh. I didn't even do anything bad. Talk about dramatic. "Across my eyes, I see a figure over tower me. Hey there, she squints at me. "You are pathetic." My eyes fill up with rage. I ball my fist as I am getting ready to say something. "Something appears.