The System In My Head
Take the first step
After taking the antibiod*ck, Ben sat on his bed and tried to see if he could feel any change. However, even after a few minutes, there was nothing. As when he took the*** and Pill to grow turtles, there was nothing in the system about it. 'How do I know it worked? If not and I roam around with every girl raw, I can get a lot of STIs and die in my sleep one day ...'
He shook his head. "Fuck." He decided to assume it worked ...
Wh why? He already said it. "Because fuck. That's why."
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Wouldn't he be doing rawdogs now in the name of salvation? Come buddy.
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It's too late for that! He had already sacrificed wealth, fame, and perhaps millions of lives so that he could become a flesh man !
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Having decided to bear this uncontrollable risk...Ben had finished all his rewards from sleeping together with Olivia. She also has plans to use masculinity multipliers once her current active social status is complete. So with everything prepared, he went on with his normal schedule. Not working at Hearth until tomorrow, Ben plans to spend the rest of the day attending classes, going to the gym, and checking out the latest news.
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The next morning, on one of the highest floors of the Hearth Tower, there was a spacious rectangular office with floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides. On the other two sides hang a series of large screens that display news reports and data. One of those monitors displays a web page with a retracted article. Staring at her was an elegant girl sitting with her legs crossed on a black chair made of high quality leather. He read the enlarged text of the article out loud.
"You can be anything you want. You can change the world. You are the future.
Like me, I'm sure you've heard similar words while growing up; maybe it's from a parent, or a teacher, or a TV.
However, if you really are like me, you are not that old when you realize that it is all a lie ...
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Like Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, those words are fantasies that wear mediocre reality; grandiose goals are meant to broaden our horizons, motivational posters to make us chase the stars. Somehow, there was no mention of how hard the ground was below, and how strong the gravitational pull was against us. Many of us find our faces first.
When I started my first semester at university this year, I learned all of those things very clearly. I saw how big the world was, and at the same time, how small I was in it. That contrast...
And I almost gave up.
In the world, in my dreams, and in myself.and then someone helped me. They gave me a boost.
Not to change the world, or to do something impossible, but just to take a step forward.
And so I did...
Well, the first step was scary.but I still managed, and then, I took a second, and a third, and before long, I ran with the wind on my back, towards my goal, a dream, a dream, and a third, and before long, I ran with the wind on my back, towards my goal, and towards the new me, I never thought it was possible.
Now, I no longer need a fairy tale or motivational poster, because I have something stronger a habit to move forward, a habit I built myself, and it all started from that first step.
However, I realize it would never have happened if it wasn't for someone pushing me, so I hope, I can be that person for you.
This article is supposed to be about weightlifting, but I believe weightlifting is just a way for us to push ourselves, to challenge our bodies and minds, he said, to reach a limit we cannot imagine, and ultimately realize that what we must challenge is not the world, but ourselves...
Although I do not know if any of us can change the world, I know one thing—You can change yourself—and I know it directly, so let me show you how.
It just takes a willingness to start, to take the first step, using it to build momentum so that before you know it, you will run faster than you ever dreamed.
I know very well that it's not always easy, so I'm not asking you to change the world, or take the future on your shoulders. I'm just asking you to take that first step, to let me give you a boost, to trust me that the gap is much smaller than it looks, and to make the choice to move forward ...
For me, the first step is weightlifting. Maybe it's also for you, or maybe something else, but always remember only you can make a commitment to move forward.
While it may be harder for you than others, we all have one thing in common; regardless of the circumstances, regardless of how far you can go, everyone has the choice to move forward. In the end, whether you are the future or not, your personal future will only always be in your hands.
***So remember the following, and you can shape it to your liking:**
1.You don't find time. You made it.
2.You don't find the will. You build.
3.You do not find yourself your ideal self. You created.
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Someday, once you find your step, you may not find the world changing, but you will find yourself changing, and Trust ME—it will be enough to change YOUR world.
My name is Benjamin Romero, and this is my exercise program, and I hope—your first steps."
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*Hurping*
A female assistant in a suit behind him gave a quick response. "Miss, she's a new intern in the PR department, 18-year-old, freshman at NYU. She replaced the Male's Health feature when the model was canceled at the last minute."
"...Oh, he wrote this at 18? Interesting though... Honesty like that. Don't you think that's refreshing enough?" She smiles.
"Indeed, miss."
The woman chuckled. "It gives me an idea ..."
The assistant spread a helpless smile. 'Let's hope it's not like his last idea, when he pushed an article that later denied that Tr0mp's grandfather was a pimp ... and his father at KKK ...'
***
The next day at the Hearth Tower...
[Tower entrance guards detected]
Ben passes security on his way to work, as he gives a warm greeting to the giant guard at the entrance. 'Always befriend NPCs...'
He treats the people in the tower as AI now ...
To be fair, it's hard not to when the system gives almost everyone around it an extra role ...
At least the guard was the level of a company slave ...
Riding the elevator later, Ben walks into the Public Relations office and finds everyone is already busy working. Towards Laura's desk to see her duties for her, she immediately saw her at the end of the office space.
[Mini 9th Floor Boss (Public Relations): Laura Baldwin]
[Current target attraction level: rejected]
He stood by the wall, engaged in conversation. As he approaches her, Ben also sees who she is talking to, and hesitates.
[Floor 9th Floor (France): Paul Baldwin]
[Current target relationship level: hostile]
Ben frowned. 'Is our relationship so bad?' Now, he is even more convinced that Paul is the orchestra of the plot last time.
However, when Ben sees a third person near them, he discovers the real problem, and freezes. 'How can he?!?'
There, standing near Paul, is his beloved wife - Titjob Tina!
Ben hasn't seen him since then at the talisman club. Although he doesn't know why he's here, his closeness to his boss Paul signifies it's not a good thing! 'Will this company office turn into a fetish club?'
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'No! Not that!' Ben is focusing on the wrong problem...
'Then, will he recognize me?' Realizing the real dilemma, his heart raced ...
However, he calmed down immediately. 'No. I'm wearing a Batman mask. He only saw the bottom of my face.' However, it was hard to convince herself of it when she looked straight at him! Not only that, he glared!
Ben stopped breathing. 'What am I doing? Should I apologize to cup ?'
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At that moment, Ben accidentally hears Paul turning to him and calls him by his name—"Tina."
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'Wait...' Ben blinked his eyes a dozen times.replayed it in his head to make sure he heard it correctly. 'Did he call her Tina?'
That's when Paul says it again, and Ben's jaw goes off. 'God! Titjob Tina's name is actually Tina!'
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He was silent for a long time before recovering, as his eyes shone with a new awareness... 'I understand. It's like when the MC reincarnated into a new body, how often it became a person with the same name, even if it's now a different planet, culture, and even language; setting where to find someone with such a name is impossible .. but it still happens .... for reasons ...'
Then, Ben slapped his own head. 'I understand! Like those MCs, when I named her Titjob Tina, the world made her name Tina so I wouldn't be confused! To make things easier for me! Thank you to the world! Thank you titties!'
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Ben should be grateful...
However, she became less sure of it as Tina looked into her eyes, and approached her with an unpleasant gait...
