“𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂.”

Hello.

Come.

Touch.

Bench.] I'm talking to you. [He walked off as I quickly walked over to the bench.] What's this? [I turned to look at the man, but he was>>

Already gone.] Looks like an invitation. [I quickly open the letter that's addressed to me.] #Paused

#Continued

Lord Maddox invites you to the greatest event of the decade...Lord Maddox?...The winner of this fight will take home the first ever>>

>>Championship and a money prize of 10 million. Only the best have been recruited. The winner may even get a spot in the organization.>>

[I kept reading this letter than seem he distant about revealing any details.] Come and prove yourself the best...I guess I will.

[The address to this place was imprinted in the back. Stepping into the shower I washed away the blood and sweat. My mind wouldn't=>

=> let me stop thinking about this tournament. Did they know who I was? Was this a trap? Those are the question that ran through my mind.]

[[After every fight I had become accustom to have every inch of my body massaged. It helps me relax and actually sleep better.>>

=>Unfortunately the guy that provided that had quit doing it and now I had to find someone who could either do it at their home or>>

=> at mine. I had asked around until a friend gave me the number of a skilled professional. My friend told me that King of the South would>>

=> be the perfect Masseur for me. I took the card and didn't waste time. I called up King of the South to schedule an appointment to test him]]

I should change up the pic. Need to find a good one though. [[Rubs my chin.]] Should go look for one now.

I like the pic. Perfect. [[grins]]

Solo tomorrow. Bedtime now.