Determined, Xoza got up, opened his computer, and typed into VTube:
"How to become strong"
He watched a few videos, absorbing every word. To fight, he realized, he needed strength, endurance, and skill. Calisthenics and martial arts would be his foundation.
He started small: one push-up, one sit-up, one squat. Each repetition burned, each movement shook his body with soreness. But he didn't stop. Day by day, he pushed himself harder—until, in just three days, he could perform twenty push-ups, sit-ups, and squats in a row without stopping.
He also practiced the basics of boxing—jabs, crosses, hooks, slips, and stepping back. Each punch, each step, felt like he was reclaiming his body from weakness.
Three days later.
Xoza returned to school. The moment he stepped into the halls, whispers ran through the classrooms. Heads turned. Eyes widened. Everyone could feel it: he had changed. The timid, weak Xoza was gone. In his place stood someone controlled, sharp, and confident.
Then, he heard it—rumors that the Crimson Talons had captured Vamos and taken him to their hideout. His gaze hardened, and instinctively, he spotted a member of their crew nearby.
Without hesitation, Xoza gripped the man by the collar and slammed him to the ground.
Member: "W-what??"
Even he could tell that Xoza was different now.
Member (thinking): He… has changed… a lot.
Xoza's voice was cold, steady:
Xoza: "Where's your hideout?"
Member (gritting his teeth): "Tch… Follow me."
The man led Xoza to the Crimson Talons' hideout. Shadows danced on the walls as Xoza moved, calm yet deadly. With precision, he fought off guards and reached Vamos, breaking him free.
Rome, the Talons' enforcer, tried to stop him—but Xoza's newly honed strength and skill were unmatched. Punches, blocks, and sharp counters flowed effortlessly. Within moments, the hideout was under control.
With Vamos freed, Xoza and his comrade formed the RDX, claiming the Hoshin district under their banner. Their victory wasn't just about power—it was a promise to protect their own, to rise stronger together.
In the days that followed, Xoza laughed and joked with his team. He trained tirelessly, sparring with comrades, sharing meals, and guarding each one from danger. Every time a friend faltered, he refused to let them fall.
This was who Xoza had become: strong, loyal, and unyielding. A leader who bore the burden of strength not for himself, but for everyone he cared about.
Chapter 59 – End