Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 991

"Then at least you’ll know. At least you tried. Just be honest with him. And with yourself. Stop hiding behind excuses. Stop running. Face him. Talk to him. Even if it’s hard. Even if it hurts."

Lumindra’s voice softened slightly. "But if you keep running, you’ll never move forward. And you’ll never be free from this feeling."

Zoey closed her eyes, her mind spinning.

It was so simple.

And yet, terrifying.

She looked up once more, toward where she had felt the energy.

Was she really ready to face it?

Could she really face him after all this time?

…

The months sped by, quick and fast. Viktor’s words had been accurate. The first three months had been for basic training.

Everything Atticus had passed in a single day was what the rest of the recruits had spent these three months learning.

Yet, it still wasn’t to an overwhelming degree. The best most of the recruits had achieved was landing a few hits on their training bots. They still couldn’t defeat them, well, except for a very select few.

Each of the Apexes, Kael, Zoey, and Aurora, alongside the other elites of the other races, had been able to defeat their training bots.

Weapons training had taken a few weeks for them to pass, and hand-to-hand combat even longer.

The obstacle course had been the hardest thing most of them had ever experienced in their entire lives, and the stress and fear training had broken many.

And while not all of them passed with their pride and dignity intact, at the very least, they still had their lives.

Atticus had paid multiple visits to Aurora and the White Omen Division during this time, mostly hanging out and bantering with Aurora. Nate had also made the stupid decision of challenging Atticus multiple times, which always ended with his face planted in the ground.

He had also visited and sparred with Kael on multiple occasions. It had always been the same, quick, swift spars ending in Kael’s loss.

Atticus hadn’t visited anyone else. He had no interactions with the other Apexes and didn’t even bother checking on any of them in their respective islands. Discover stories at freewebnovel

Aside from all this, Atticus had only trained, sparred, and bantered with Ozeroth on his island.

As the three months passed by in a flash, Atticus lay on the ground, panting from exhaustion. Just beside him, Ozeroth also panted.

Both of them had big smiles on their faces, and all around them, there was only devastation and chaos.

They had just finished sparring and were trying to recover.

"You really didn’t have to punch me in the face," Atticus said between pants.

Ozeroth let out a haughty chuckle.

"You should be honored," he said smugly, tilting his head back as if basking in his own greatness. "Not just anyone is worthy of receiving a strike from me."

Atticus rolled his eyes, still catching his breath.

"Oh? Is that how it works?"

Ozeroth nodded, completely serious. "Of course. My fists are reserved only for the most esteemed of opponents. You should be grateful I even considered striking your face directly. Most would never get the privilege."

Atticus let out a short laugh, shaking his head. "Yeah, what an honor. My nose is definitely feeling privileged right now."

Ozeroth smirked. "Good. A mark of greatness should be felt, after all."

Atticus shook his head at the absurdity of his spirit and sat up straight.

"It’s been three months already," he realized, but received no answer.

As he turned, he saw that Ozeroth had already begun sleeping, his eyes closed.

Atticus rolled his eyes. "Prideful, delusional, and lazy," he muttered as he stood up.