> With courage in his heart and a determined mind, Jack stepped out into the sun, leaving fears behind. A journey of unknowns, a path never taken, He'll face every challenge, no matter what's at stake, and So begins his story, with the door now open wide, A brand new adventure, with no limits to abide.
From Struggles to Opportunities
"Excellent," Jack exclaimed, his voice echoing through the grand hall.
Menes smirked and replied, "Well then, let's go over the rules, shall we, Jack?"
"Of course, commander," Jack replied, his tone of voice indicating his obedience.
Menes continued, "Firstly, we will provide you with all the books, food, and clothing you need, as well as a room in the palace. In return, you will have to train hard to become stronger and control your ability."
"I understand," Jack replied, determined to give his all.
Ayman couldn't contain his excitement as he chimed in, "Wow, Jack, we can fight together someday!"
"Absolutely," Jack replied, his tone laced with anticipation. "See you there then, Ayman."
However, Ayman's face fell as he added, "I do go to training, but only for the youth. I am still young, so it will be about a year until I can train with you."
"I see," Jack sighed, feeling disappointed at the thought of being alone in his training.
Menes caught onto Jack's disappointment and quickly interjected, "Don't worry, Ramon will be there."
Jack's face lit up, and he exclaimed, "Oh, that's good! At least there is someone I can trust."
4 HOURS LATER
"Until we meet again," Jack said, waving his hand to Ayman and the old man as they parted ways.
"Thank you for everything, Marcus!" Jack shouted with gratitude.
"Don't worry, just do your best!" Marcus replied, his voice echoing from the distance.
As they walked back to the palace, Jack and Menes strode through the marble structure, feeling the cool atmosphere on their skin. They were on the third floor, and as the sun set far away, the sky was painted with shades of orange and pink, casting a warm glow over the horizon.
"Alright, let's go see your room," Menes said, leading Jack towards the living quarters.
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Jack asked, "How big is it? Will I be sharing it?"
"It's big enough for you, and you won't be sharing it with anyone," Menes replied reassuringly.
They walked through the massive corridors, each step they took the rooms became smaller and smaller until they arrived at Jack's living quarters. The door was made of sturdy, thick wood, intricately carved with hieroglyphics, telling stories of the pharaohs and their great conquests. As Menes pushed the door open, Jack couldn't help but marvel at the amount of books that were on the shelfs on his room.
As Jack entered the room, he couldn't help but notice the vastness of the space. The wooden book holders were brimming with books, some of which seemed to date back centuries. The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of a single candle placed on a small table on one side of the room. On the opposite side, a small window with wooden shutters was covered by a vibrant red curtain.
He walked over to the little bed, made from sturdy acacia wood. It was low on the ground and rectangular in shape, with a flat surface. The brown beddings were made of soft cotton, and on the side, there was a small table with a blanket made of animal fur. The pillow was made of wood, covered in a soft linen fabric.
"Thank you very much, Commander Menes," Jack exclaimed with excitement as he took in the sight of his new room.
"It is my pleasure, Jack. I suggest getting a good night's rest. I will leave you here for the night, but I will wake you up early tomorrow. You will have to take responsibility for your own waking up from then on," Menes explained.
"Understood, Commander," Jack replied, feeling happy with the arrangement.
Menes gestured towards the door, saying, "Now, go ahead and get some sleep."
Jack made his way towards the table, feeling grateful for the opportunity he had been given. "Goodnight, Commander," he said in a light tone.
"Goodnight, Jack," Menes replied, closing the door behind him as he left.
jack started to walk around the room he opened the window, he felt the cool breeze blowing in from the city of Thebes. From his vantage point, he could see the bustling city below, with lights shining brightly in the homes of the people. The smell of sand and dust filled the air, and the sound of laughter and chatter wafted up to his room.
Jack wearily slipped off his coat, the same old brown coat he had been wearing since he first arrived in Egypt. He carefully folded it and placed it on the chair next to his new table, which had already become the designated spot for his personal belongings. As he looked at the coat, he couldn't help but notice the frayed edges and the stains that had accumulated over the years. It was a testament to all the hardships he had faced and the obstacles he had overcome. Jack couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the coat, as it had been his only constant companion during his travels. He knew that it would continue to be a part of his journey, as he embarked on his new mission in Egypt.
Jack laid down on the wooden bed, his arm under his head, gazing up at the ceiling. He couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement as he contemplated the journey that lay ahead of him. He had devoted six long years of his life to unravelling the enigmatic puzzle of the Chronotex, but to no avail. His passion for this mystery had cost him dearly, as he had lost all his friends in Pakistan during his pursuit of answers. And now, he was in Egypt, standing at the very threshold of uncovering the truth.
Tomorrow would mark the start of a new era, and Jack was filled with excitement and determination. "I will do my best to become stronger," he whispered to himself. "I will control it, unlock my power. What is it, really?" he asked himself, lost in thought, wondering what secrets it held and what untold potential it could unlock.
With these words, Jack drifted off to sleep, filled with anticipation for the journey that awaited him.
10 Hours Later The Next Morning
The air in the room was crisp and cool, with a slight chill lingering in the air. The morning breeze crept in through the open window, causing the red curtains to sway gently in its wake. Jack lay cozily in his wooden bed, buried beneath a thick blanket that shielded him from the coolness of the room.
Suddenly, the door to the room burst open with a loud crash. Jack stirred in his sleep, and a bulky figure strode towards him, removing the blanket from his head.
"Uh!" Jack muttered groggily, still half-asleep.
"hey!" Commander Menes bellowed, jolting Jack awake. "Get up, Jack! We have work to do!"
Jack snapped to attention and stood up straight. "Yes, commander! I'm ready!"
"Good," Menes said briskly. "Now, get ready quickly and meet me in the dining area. We need to eat."
"Understood, sir," Jack replied seriously.
Menes left the room, shutting the door behind him. Jack took a deep breath and prepared himself for the day ahead. He quickly changed into his new clothing, which was laid out neatly in his wardrobe. The garments were the royal army's clothing, consisting of a small linen kilt and a belt that Jack wrapped tightly around his waist. He kept his shoes from the future, as they provided more protection.
Next, he donned the brown leather body Armor around his chest and stomach, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Ayman for sharing his knowledge on the army and their weapons and clothing at the shop.
"Alright, first day. Let's do this," Jack whispered to himself.
He opened the door and was momentarily blinded by the intense sunlight streaming in. It was the start of a journey that no man had ever been through before, and it marked a new chapter in Jack's life.