After just two minutes, Julian collapsed onto the floor, drenched in sweat, gasping like he had run a marathon.
He glared up at the wooden ceiling. "Fuck... this boy… did he never train? Not even basic stamina work?"
His fists clenched at his sides. Weak frame. Underdeveloped muscles. No stamina.
Whoever this Rael was, Julian was now stuck in his body—and it was clear he had a lot of work ahead if he was to make it usable.
"I'll fix it. Like I always do."
He took a little more time and examined his body further.
"So now I understand… Why the men in this village age so fast when they become adults."
His eyes narrowed as he stared blankly at the wall.
"It's not that their aging suddenly speeds up—it's that their bodies were already old. They just looked young."
He rolled onto his side, pressing his hand against the wooden floor to push himself up slowly.
