Two weeks after Robert's parents arrived, his two brothers and their families joined them. Robert had just finished Floors 46 and 47 when they arrived. The house quickly transformed into a lively party atmosphere, a natural consequence of so many people gathering together. The younger children were oblivious to the reason for the gathering, content to spend their days playing with their cousins. The older children, however, couldn't ignore the noticeable change in Uncle Robert's appearance. He seemed younger than the previous summer. When they inquired about it, they were dismissed with a playful, "Don't worry about it, just go play." Though puzzled, the older kids were perceptive enough to sense something was amiss. Their curiosity led them to share their observations, and soon, the secret was out. While the news was thrilling, it was tempered by the knowledge of Robert's impending departure. They understood the gravity of the situation and vowed to keep the secret within the family.

The adults, meanwhile, were focused on the practicalities of Robert's departure. They discussed essential items he might need if he and Elara found themselves stranded. Soon, Robert was stocking up on supplies from Sam's Club: pots, pans, plates, bowls, silverware, and even new tents and sleeping bags. While these preparations were necessary, they served as a stark reminder of the impending separation. Robert cherished the time spent with his parents and brothers. Before he knew it, another week had flown by, marked by two more dungeon runs and the arrival of his sister, Emily. She burst into the house with the confidence of ownership, immediately embracing Robert and declaring that she wouldn't let him leave without seeing her. Robert returned the hug with a warm smile. Moments later, Ethan arrived with their two children, extending a hand to shake. Robert, however, opted for a more heartfelt gesture, pulling Ethan into a hug instead.

The remainder of the day was a peaceful blur of love and connection. For the first time since his ordeal began, Robert felt a sense of tranquility. Surrounded by his loved ones, he found solace and hope. As he gazed around the room, Robert saw a glimpse of the future. The carefree laughter of the children outside symbolized the strength and resilience of the next generation. His brothers, sister, and parents were a testament to the family's enduring bond. "You know what, everything will be okay," Robert declared, settling into the family room. "Look at those kids, our family. Our future is in good hands." Thomas approached and placed a comforting hand on Robert's shoulder. "Son, you're not leaving us in a difficult situation. You've set this family up for a bright future, and we're grateful for what you did. While none of us will witness the full extent of your legacy, we know this family will carry the torch. You made that possible." A serene silence filled the room as everyone watched the children play, their hearts heavy with gratitude and hope.

The next day, Robert, still recovering from his recent dungeon runs, spent the morning with his parents. They reminisced about old times, shared stories, and simply enjoyed each other's company. As the afternoon wore on, the extended family gathered for a barbecue. The aroma of grilled meat filled the air, and laughter echoed through the backyard. Amidst the festivities, Robert couldn't shake the feeling that time was slipping away. He knew that soon, he would have to say goodbye to the life he had known as the sun began to set, a sense of melancholy washed over Robert. He realized that this was his last chance to spend quality time with his loved ones before embarking on his uncertain future. As he sat by the fire, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Yet, he also felt a surge of hope. He knew that his family would be strong and that they would carry on his legacy. With a heavy heart, he accepted his fate and prepared for the journey ahead.

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Two days later, Robert had just finished another intense training session when he received a call from the Secret Service. They informed him that the Secretary of State and his wife would be visiting the following day. While Robert had heard rumors of a potential visit from Frank, the exact timing was still uncertain. News of the upcoming visit quickly spread through the family, and they spent the day preparing for their distinguished guests. The next morning, an advance team from the Secret Service arrived, sparking excitement among both the children and the neighbors. One of Robert's neighbors, Eddie, couldn't resist his curiosity. "Hey, Robert," he asked, "What's all the fuss about? And by the way, when are you going to share the secret to eternal youth? My wife thinks 34 is ancient and wants to know how to look as young as you!" Robert chuckled, "No fountain of youth, I'm afraid. I'm still as puzzled as anyone about my sudden change in appearance. They've run some tests, but so far, there are no answers. As for the Secret Service, well, the Secretary of State is a local, and we're friends. His high-ranking position in the government necessitates this level of security detail." Robert gestured towards the four imposing SUVs. "Well, when you figure out how to replicate this youthful glow, don't forget about us ordinary folks," Eddie joked. After a few more minutes of friendly banter, Eddie headed home, and Robert returned to the house to prepare for the arrival of his esteemed guests.

A few hours later, another convoy of sleek black SUVs arrived. Robert and Sara stepped outside to greet the Davenport family. "Frank, Victoria, welcome to our home," Robert extended a warm handshake. Victoria, with a radiant smile, embraced Sara. "Sara dear, it's wonderful to finally meet you in person. I just know we're going to be the best of friends." Robert, ever the observant one, noticed a group of paparazzi lurking nearby, their cameras aimed at the gathering. "Frank, I think we've got a small army of paparazzi hiding next door," he whispered. Frank glanced in the direction Robert indicated. "I know, it's a nuisance. But if the homeowner gave them permission, there's not much we can do about it. Let's head inside." As Sara and Victoria entered the house, Robert and Frank followed suit. "So, while I appreciate the visit, I'm curious about the real reason for your trip. I know you're far too busy to simply drop by for a social call."

"To be honest, this was mostly at the demand of Victoria, she wanted to meet Sara. I expect a lot of future visits from her, it seems she and your wife have gotten along very well over the phone and Victoria doesn't have a lot of close female friends and she's happy with how things are going with Sara," Frank said. Robert smiled, "After every phone call Sara talks about it for hours, I think she might like your wife more than me at this point." Frank laughed and replied, "I've learned to not get in the way of two women friends when they talk, I just go find someplace to hide." Robert laughed and replied, "That I can understand, but it sounds like that wasn't the only reason, what else was there?" Frank nodded. "The President was wondering if you'd be willing to lend us your expertise on another matter." Robert's brow furrowed. "Depends on the matter."

Frank smiled. "Nothing too demanding. We'd like you to delve into metallurgy." Robert looked puzzled. "Metallurgy? Why do we need to improve our metals?" Frank explained, "Our engineers have been using your teachings to model new ship designs, and they've concluded that our current metals aren't strong enough for what they envision. We could figure it out eventually, but your input could save us years of research and development." Robert considered this. "Alright," he agreed. "That doesn't sound too bad. Have them gather about ten people, and I'll get them up to speed." Frank expressed his gratitude. The rest of the day was spent in pleasant company, and the Davenports departed around ten that evening. It had been a successful and enjoyable visit.