The haunting recollection of my childhood reminds me of that fateful day when I beheld something enigmatically mysterious.
A radiant, golden-colored, circular object gleamed with an otherworldly brilliance.
I stumbled upon it nestled on the riverbank beneath the gnarled embrace of a mighty tree. The moment I saw it, the world slipped into obscurity, and I was thrust into a dark abyss of unconsciousness. When I finally roused, two days had inexplicably slipped away, leaving a haunting void in my memory.
"Well, that and present, I'm having a running tournament at my school. I was pretty ahead of all the other participants. So I dozed off... Wait, it's not a tournament... It's the FINAL EXAM!...
GATTA RUN!!!" His heart raced, and the realization hit him like a thunderbolt. "Shit, why did I fall asleep? Aaahh! I need to run, not think."
"Huss huss huss. Woooooooooooooo...Huh, where is the finish line?... Aaaaaahh!.....I've taken a wrong turn!" My exclamation echoed through the air as I realized I was hilariously lost.
(At the finish line of the tournament:)
"come on, come on... you can do it, RON!!" said all the cheerleader girls from the far side of the race track. (A/N: yeah, he's handsome.... quite a lot)
"Haha, I know, ladies. Who can blame you for being irresistibly drawn to me by the sheer force of my overwhelming manliness?" said Hudy (in admiration) of his self-image.
[Hudy. He's like the human equivalent of a puffed-up marshmallow with a side order of six-pack. He's convinced he's the undisputed 'man's man' in his entire class. Someone get this guy a cape and a theme song!]
"Move aside, Hudy, you are nothing but silly," said all the cheerleader girls granting over Hudy's face. Hudy was annoyed by this reply, "Huh!"
With an exaggerated scowl face, Hudy huffed and puffed before blurting out, "HEY RON! Why are you a magnet for the ladies, huh?" He scratched his head in mock confusion, then dramatically continued, "Is it your impeccable fashion sense, or are you secretly a smooth-talking poet when nobody's looking? Come on, spill the beans, buddy! We need some of that magic!"
Ron (with a mischievous grin) turned to Hudy and said, "Well, Hudy, it's all about my secret potion. I dab a little 'Eau de Charisma' behind my ears. Every morning. Works like a charm, you know!"
Hudy raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued, and asked, "Eau de Charisma? Is that some fancy cologne?"
Ron nodded mysteriously, "Oh, it's fancier than fancy, my friend. It's so fancy that it doesn't even exist!"
Hudy burst into laughter, "You got me there, Ron!" But Ron, still smirking, just ignored him, leaving Hudy in stitches and running his legs out to the finish line.
["Eau de Charisma" is a playful and made-up term, not an actual fragrance. In French, "Eau de" typically refers to scented water or a type of perfume, and "charisma" refers to a compelling charm or allure.]
"Hey, where you running off to... stealing my victory, will you?" Hudy seemingly dashed the whole way (37m distance) in seconds to catch up with Ron. Both are pretty strong with their legs in the run.
Ron (with excitement on his face), " Now the real fun begins, huh!"
[The race you might imagine it to be a regular race in a school area, but the truth is always better. The race is a test for the students to be able to graduate. This is the PILOT INTERNCE TEST! (Not the same 'pilot' in our world.)
The finish line, transiting a mind-boggling 5,700 kilometers, is just a tiny fragment of the whole picture. The racecourse sprawls across a jaw-dropping 100,000 kilometers, an astonishing voyage through the very essence of aviation. (A/N: Damn, their legs are strong....hella strong!)]
"Aaaaahhh! I shall be VICTORIOUS!"(Hudy), endlessly running towards the finish line in fury for not losing to Ron.
"The trump card is yet to be played!"(Hudy releases his ultimate move!) signs*
"BREATHLESS: RUSH!!"
[A rush of steam runs through Hudy, forming a gust of cloudy pattern blown away by wind. With that, Hudy has attained a new level of speed. He runs faster than before with an absurd acceleration. (about 11.89 meters/sec.)]
Ron is shocked, as well as excited about the turn of events. He bends his neck a little, showing his excitement. "Now we are talking, but don't think I would hold back either,"
"LIGHTING: BOLT!"
Sparks of electricity surround Ron's body, which enhances his adaptive ability. With this, Ron has also attained a new level of acceleration.
In the blink of an eye, Ron catches up in speed with Hudy.
Hudy smirks with joy and excitement, says, "Better not fall back slow pop." and accelerates with more significant speed.
"Biting my tongue, are you? whatever, I'm still going to WIN!!!" Ron also accelerates with a more significant speed.
(At the distant station of the race track:)
"Hudy and Ron, they are at it again. But they are the only ones at the finish line; no one else has yet arrived," (observed, staring outside the window with a concerned expression.)
"Well, except for three, others haven't even crossed the 100-kilometer mark," (remarked, settling into a chair.)
"So, it seems only three prominent students are qualified," (replied, looking at him for confirmation.)
"But where's the third one?" (inquired.)
"That one is a little stubborn; he slept in the middle of the race, right near the start of the finish line," (explained with a hint of frustration.)
"Govind Raj. He is out of the lead, not out of reach. I will handle him, don't worry," (assured, walking to the table to gather some supplies.)
"Hmm... if you say so," (replied, a mix of skepticism and hope in their voice.)
"Suddenly, a raiki output is detected from the outskirts of Hakon," a voice on the radio detector announced.
"Where is it headed?"
"Straight towards the race track," the radio detector responded. Its urgency echoed through the room. The atmosphere shifted from one intense competition to one impending danger, and a new challenge was about to disrupt the already high-stakes race.
(At the finish line of the tournament:)
"Aaaaaaaahhhh!" Both Hudy and Ron screamed as they struggled to maintain their neck-and-neck lead.
"I'm gonna win this!" Hudy declared with determination.
"No, I'm gonna win this!" Ron shot back with equal resolve.
With only about 1,500 meters left, the race tension loaded the air. Hudy and Ron were evenly matched, pushing themselves to their limits. The crowd roared in anticipation.
30 meters to go...
25 meters...
20 meters...
15 meters...
10 meters...
5 meters...
Hudy was just an inch ahead of Ron as they neared the finish line. With sweat pouring down their faces, Hudy reached out his hand to grasp the finishing rope. In that very instant, an outburst of energy surged through the area.
Both of them froze, paralyzed by the sudden shock. The ground beneath them trembled as an enormous, monstrous figure emerged from the earth.
"What the ----!" Hudy gasped, his voice trembling with fear and disbelief. The onlookers were shocked, and the once exciting race had taken a terrifying and unexpected turn.