[SYSTEM ONLINE..]
[Happy New Month, host.]
[Calculating progress within the last month...]
[... progress calculated: 94.5%]
[Host should begin his Daily Routine.]
Luca rose from bed without delay, diving into what was his endless grind that paved his path to success.
Amir stood at the gym entrance, ready to start their PT-client session. "Happy new month, my friend," he greeted with his usual enthusiasm.
"Same here, mate," Luca replied, though a trace of gloom shadowed his tone, matching the overcast sky outside.
The morning was dim and cold, a blanket of gray stretching across the city. Droplets of dew shimmered on parked sedans and SUVs, their surfaces reflecting the muted light, while the rooftops of nearby buildings bore the same glistening sheen.
Luca's eyes felt heavy, despite following every recommendation his System provided and clocking enough sleep hours.
