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(Tuesday, May 21, 2024 – 11:28 AM)
The auction had finally ended, and the crowd was still buzzing with excitement. Crystal Choi had won.
Daniel sighed as he stepped down from the stage, adjusting his collar as he made his way toward her.
She stood calm and composed, in a rigid posture with her arms crossed. The way she looked at him wasn't with admiration or excitement, just cold evaluation.
"Don't get cocky just because you're handsome." she said flatly.
Daniel tilted his head. "I wasn't always."
Crystal raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced.
Daniel, already anticipating this reaction, pulled out his brand-new phone and scrolled through his gallery.
"Here. Look at this."
He turned the screen toward her.
On display were several photos, of a fat, round-faced version of himself. Different angles, different lighting, completely natural.
Crystal's eyes narrowed slightly.
She scanned the images, trying to find any flaws, any inconsistencies.
There were none.
The lighting, shadows, proportions, everything was perfectly seamless.
"And?" she asked, still skeptical.
Daniel shrugged. "That's me. From a few months ago."
Crystal stared at him unconvinced .
"I have a twin brother too." Daniel added, scrolling to another set of photos.
This time, two fat guys stood side by side in different pictures, one slightly taller, but both overweight.
"My twin and I used to look alike." Daniel explained. "But I grew taller first since i begun training earlier, and he stayed shorter for a while as he was lazy as fuck. But after a good beating he got his brain on and locked in, so he's been losing weight recently."
Crystal's gaze flickered from the phone back to Daniel.
She didn't speak, but something shifted in her expression.
Daniel, still watching her reaction, suppressed a small smirk internally. 'There's no way she can tell they're edited.'
He had spent hours perfecting the art of editing, every detail, every pixel adjusted with near-inhuman precision.
Even if Crystal suspected something, there was no proof.
And he could tell she was considering it.
Before she could say anything else-
"Yo, Daniel!"
A loud voice cut through the moment.
Daniel turned to see Lil Daniel approaching with a bandaged Zack beside him and Mira on the side smiling, no longer worried.
Zack still looked sore, but nothing serious.
Big Daniel dapped him up as they met. "You good?"
Zack exhaled, rolling his shoulder. "Lil Daniel told me he punched in a way that triggered my pain receptors but didn't actually injure me. So I'm just sore as hell."
Big Daniel nodded, satisfied.
Lil Daniel grinned, patting Zack's back. "Bro, you just gotta toughen up."
Zack shot him a glare. "You literally knocked me out!"
Lil Daniel chuckled before turning to Big Daniel with a mocking look in his eyes.
"Anyway, enjoy your day as a slave."
Big Daniel's eye twitched.
Before Lil Daniel could react, Big Daniel's hands shot out, wrapping around Lil Daniel's neck in a perfect recreation of Homer strangling Bart.
"YOU LITTLE!"
Lil Daniel flailed dramatically, choking in fake agony.
"BRO! THIS IS ABUSE! HELP!"
The crowd burst into laughter, entertained by the ridiculous sibling act.
Crystal, however, simply observed.
Her eyes lingered on the two Daniels, watching their interaction closely.
Something about it nagged at her.
'They indeed look a bit alike.'
(11:36 AM)
Gun let out a bored snort, adjusting his sleeves. "Come on, Crystal. Let's go. I need to beat the shit out of Goo for stealing my clothes again." His voice was flat, indifferent, as if none of this was worth his time.
Before Crystal could move, Big Daniel's face jerked sideways as Lil Daniel's foot connected cleanly with his cheek. The force sent Big Daniel's head tilting, but his body barely budged.
Lil Daniel landed smoothly, rolling his shoulders before his gaze locked onto Gun.
Gun stood effortlessly relaxed, his tall frame slightly leaned to one side, hands in his pockets. His signature striped yellow shirt stretched over his broad chest, tucked into sleek black pants held by suspenders. His forearms, decorated with traces of tattoos, were visible where his sleeves were rolled up. Thick black sunglasses obscured his eyes, but his face carried an expression of permanent disinterest.
[Image]
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Name: Gun Park
Height: 186 cm
Ultra Instinct
Strength: |-{X}
Speed: |-{X}
Potential: |-{SS}
Intelligence: |-{S+}
Endurance: |-{X}
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Lil Daniel took a step closer, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Yo, ugly brother." he muttered. "Can you feel it too?"
A ripple of confusion spread through the nearby crowd.
Vin, Mary, Jay, Eli, Zoe, Vasco, and Jace, all of them had been watching the previous chaotic display between the twins, but now their attention shifted toward Gun.
Gun, who had been treating everything as background noise, finally raised his head slightly, glancing toward Lil Daniel.
Big Daniel casually stepped beside his smaller counterpart, hands resting in his pockets. He glanced at Gun before giving a small nod.
"Yeah." he said calmly. "I feel it."
Then, in perfect synchronization, the two Daniels spoke together.
"He is strong."
The statement hung in the air.
For the first time, Gun actually looked at them.
Not a glance. Not a passing look.
A real look.
The surrounding students tensed.
If Big Daniel and his twin said that this guy was strong, then he must be.
Even Vin, who usually didn't care much for sensing these things, felt something unsettling about Gun's presence.
Lil Daniel tilted his head slightly. "What's your name?"
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Name: Daniel Park
Height: 170 cm
Synchronization
Strength: |-{A}
Speed: |-{A}
Potential: |-{SSS}
Intelligence: |-{S+}
Endurance: |-{A}
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Gun exhaled through his nose, tilting his head lazily. "Gun Park."
The name sent a ripple through the crowd.
Before Lil Daniel could respond, Crystal grabbed Gun's wrist, attempting to pull him away. "Let's go." she said in an impatient tone.
Big Daniel raised his hand slightly. "Wait."
The moment his hand moved toward Crystal, Gun's grip firmly snapped onto his wrist.
"Don't touch her."
His voice remained calm, but the weight behind it was undeniable.
Lil Daniel let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. "Damn, Daniel, you're letting him grab you like a good boy?"
Gun didn't even blink at the comment.
Big Daniel, unfazed, simply shifted his stance.
With a single motion, he used his left hand to grab Gun's wrist in return.
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Name: Daniel Park
Height: 185 cm
Synchronization
Strength: |-{XXX}
Speed: |-{XXX}
Potential: |-{SSS}
Intelligence: |-{S+}
Endurance: |-{XXX}
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For a brief second, their arms tensed against each other.
Gun's expression didn't change, but behind the glasses, his eyes flickered with mild surprise.
Then, Big Daniel pulled.
It wasn't an aggressive yank or a wild tug.
Just a simple application of force.
Gun's wrist detached from his own grip.
Gun's sunglasses slid slightly down his nose, revealing the slightest widening of his eyes.
Then...
...A slow, maniacal smirk crept onto his face.
His free hand rose, smoothly removing the sunglasses.
Beneath them, his Reverse Eyes gleamed, with the iconic black sclera and white pupils.
Gun's smile widened.
"Ohh.." he mused, moving closer with his head. "What do we have here?"
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Name: Gun Park
Height: 186 cm
Ultra Instinct
Strength: |-{XXX}
Speed: |-{XXX}
Potential: |-{SS}
Intelligence: |-{SR}
Endurance: |-{XXX}
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