Jae-min stood in front of the full-length mirror, a mixture of disbelief and exhilaration coursing through him. The reflection that stared back was a striking contrast to the boy he once was. Gone was the pudgy figure that had borne the brunt of cruel taunts and bullying. In its place was a physique that radiated strength and determination.
He took a moment to examine his new form. His arms, once flabby and weak, were now defined with lean muscle. Biceps that he could flex proudly bulged slightly, showcasing the countless hours of weightlifting and hard training. The definition in his forearms and shoulders spoke volumes of his dedication, each sinew a testament to the sacrifices he had made.
His chest had expanded, giving him a more masculine silhouette, the pecs rounding out nicely, providing an aesthetic that was both appealing and powerful. The softness of his previous form had been replaced by a hardness that felt reassuring. He touched his chest, feeling the firmness beneath his skin, and smiled at the progress he had achieved.
Moving down to his abdomen, he observed the subtle contours of his newfound six-pack, a stark reminder of the brutal core workouts that had become a staple of his routine. The flab that had once hung over his waistband had disappeared, revealing flat, toned abs that spoke of discipline and hard work. It was a sight that filled him with pride, a physical manifestation of his journey from the depths of self-doubt to the heights of confidence.
His legs were equally impressive; they had transformed into pillars of strength. His quadriceps and hamstrings were well-defined, the muscles prominent from countless squats, lunges, and intense running sessions. The change in his posture was remarkable as well. He stood taller and more assured, each step forward filled with newfound vigor. The days of being the last picked in gym class felt like a distant memory.
His face, too, had undergone a transformation. The once-round cheeks had slimmed down, revealing sharper cheekbones and a jawline that now seemed to carve through the air with confidence. His eyes sparkled with vitality, and his smile had taken on a new life.
"New Looks: 50."
Jae-min couldn't help but admire the boy he had become. He had shed not just weight but also a lifetime of insecurities. In this moment, he felt like a different person altogether—stronger, more capable, and ready to take on the world.
The Change Within
Yet, as much as the physical transformation was impressive, the change within him was even more profound. He had not just reshaped his body; he had reshaped his identity. The memories of his previous life as Tae-sik ignited a flame within him, fueling his desire to rise beyond the limitations society had placed on him. The instincts of a gangster had merged with the drive of a boy who wanted to prove himself.
He clenched his fists, feeling the strength surge through him. The echo of Eun-ji's laughter, the cruel words of his classmates, all faded into the background as he realized he had the power to rewrite his narrative.
Training Goals Ahead
As he stood there, he knew this was merely the beginning. Jae-min vowed to set new goals, new challenges, and to push himself even further. With the help of the Revival System, he could elevate his stats, gain new abilities, and redefine what it meant to be strong.
"Next Goal: Become the strongest version of myself."
The thought thrilled him. He imagined a future where he could not only defend himself but also stand up for others who faced similar struggles. He would become a beacon of hope, showing them that change was possible—that anyone could rise from the ashes of their past and become a warrior in their own right.
With a renewed spirit and an unyielding determination, Jae-min took a deep breath and stepped away from the mirror, ready to embrace the next phase of his journey. No longer just a fat boy; he was a reborn warrior, and this was only the beginning.