ushernet Chapter 20 Boundless—Champions and Gods Of Past
Chapter 20 Boundless—Champions and Gods Of Past
Parker's heart skips a beat. He reads it again, then looks back at the pigeon, which now seems to be casually pecking at a leftover crumb on the floor.
"This has to be a prank," Parker says, trying to convince himself. But deep down, he knows better. The note is too specific. Whoever sent this knows things they shouldn't.
The pigeon lets out a loud coo, startling Parker out of his thoughts. Then, just as mysteriously as it arrived, it flaps its wings and takes off through the open door.
Parker closes the door, leans against it, and exhales slowly. "Guess sleeping isn't an option tonight."
This sets the stage for a mix of comedy and tension as Parker dives into figuring out who sent the note and how they know about the system. Is it a rival? A friend? Or something far bigger?
Whatever it is, it's clear his millionaire journey just got a whole lot messier.
Parker lay back in bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind swirling with thoughts about the mysterious note. He couldn't just brush it off, even if it came by pigeon express. Overthinking was inevitable. "Alright," he muttered, sitting back up. "If I don't look into this now, I'll be staring at the ceiling all night."
He grinned to himself and activated the system. "Let's see what you've got. Appraisal."
The system hummed to life, and the answer appeared before his eyes:
[Divine Paper. A paper made with the divinity of Goddess Aphrodite!]
Parker stared at the words for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Aphrodite? Seriously? The Greek gods are sending me hate mail now? What's next—Zeus DMing me on social media?"
It was oddly amusing, almost ridiculous. Parker rubbed his temples and chuckled again. "So, Greek myths are now real, like they're still alive, huh? Makes sense. My life's weird enough already."
After thinking about it for a moment, he shrugged. "Whatever. If the gods wanna mess with me, they can wait till morning."
He flopped back onto his bed, pulling the blankets up. Within minutes, Parker was snoring peacefully, completely unbothered, like the millionaire boss he was. Nothing—divine notes, pigeons, or even Greek god drama—was going to disturb his well-earned rest tonight.
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Atalanta grinned even more, the corners of her lips tugging upward. "Nothing, nothing. You're just so predictable, girl."
That only annoyed Cassandra more. "If you've got something to say, spit it out."
The silver-haired girl tilted her head and lazily turned to Chione. "I'm kinda with Cass, though. I'm lowkey sick of waiting too. Like, they said they'd call us when it's time, but that was a week ago. What gives?"
Chione sighed—again. "You know they don't move unless it's the right moment. Plans and whatever. Stop being so dramatic. Both of you."
Cassandra and Atalanta groaned at the same time, perfectly in sync.
"Plans, plans, plans," Atalanta mimicked sarcastically, flopping back. "I swear, they've been playing chess with us this whole time."
A sudden silence fell as Chione's gaze dropped to the fourth member of the room. On the floor, his back against the couch, sat Perseus—quiet as ever, fiddling with some electronic device they had received month ago.
His golden hair fell over his face as he ignored the entire conversation.
Chione's brow furrowed slightly as she studied him. 'Why him?' she thought—not for the first time.
Cassandra, picking up on the look, pouted immediately. "Yo, Chione, stop looking at Perseus like that, or I swear I'm cutting you off as a friend."
Chione raised an eyebrow at her. "Relax. I'm just wondering why he's here and not somewhere else. It's not my fault you're blinded by whatever feelings you've got going on."
Atalanta broke in before Cassandra could explode. "Let her be, Chione. Cass only learns the hard way."
Cassandra huffed, crossing her arms and sinking into the couch again. Atalanta smirked, and even Chione cracked a half-smile. For a moment, all three girls looked at each other with exasperated grins, like sisters who fought but wouldn't trade each other for the world.
The entire room suddenly froze as a boom sounded from outside—deep and thunderous, like a gong struck in the heavens.
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And so we bring them!