Just An Average Guy

Chapter 8

Being tired was not uncommon, especially for Saitama. A long time ago when he first started his intense training routine, he got tired very easily. Any sane person would not have started his training routine, since it would put an immense stress on the body if you do not properly train beforehand. Normally one would start doing ten to twenty push-ups, and then start to train his way up to reach one hundred.

But the big question remains: are those people training their body just for show? Or where they actually trying to accomplish something? A lot of times people judge themselves too harshly. They either think they're too fat, or have little to no condition whatsoever. Judging yourself like that would be considered a lack of self-esteem. Or a lack of 'having no confidence whatsoever in your own body and soul'. As Saitama himself would say.

So, what would people do if they thought their goals are impossible to reach? They search for different methods. They either try to find other convenient and easy methods of accomplishing their goals, or they set their sights on different goals all together.

Saitama, however, is different. It was almost the same routine for him every day, yes. He'd get up, eat breakfast, teach Genos something—well, it mostly consisted of Saitama telling Genos something he had heard on TV, or something that popped up in his mind by sheer coincidence. But nonetheless, Genos always took his advice like his life depended on it. I guess you could say that... even though your life may seem to be on repeat, it's because of the people that are a part of your life things never seem to get boring.

Genos was a strange boy. Nineteen years old but robbed from his youth. His core filled with hatred towards one being: The cyborg that killed his family, and wiped out his village.

Revenge can be a powerful thing, but it can also be one's greatest adversary. Revenge can blind your judgment, and when you make hasty decisions because of your thirst for revenge, one might just end up making the wrong decision in the end. Saitama had seen it before. Who knows how many people, monsters, villains, and whatever foes he had faced that wanted to kill him- wanted to have their revenge on him, eventually realized it was the wrong decision?

Speed o' Sound Sonic is one of them. Train hard... those where the words of advice Saitama gave the supersonic ninja when they had their first fight. Did he train hard? Was he still training hard? Saitama did not know, but he was curious.

Out of all the monsters he had defeated, all of the villains he'd put behind bars, he would have never thought he'd be fighting Titans, however. These Titans, the 'monsters', they ate humans. They did not seek world domination, nor did they show the slightest of intelligence.

No. They just wanted one thing: To eat humans.

Why did they eat humans? No one truly knew. It might be because it's the only thing they can eat, or perhaps they're just doing it because they have nothing better to do. Well, whatever their reasons, the brave soldiers of humanity are going to put a stop to their reign of terror. They will reclaim their land, using two key-assets in their conquest. Eren Yeager, the boy who possessed the ability to transform into a Titan... and Saitama, a human with no limit to his power.

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Today was the day the expedition outside of the Walls would commence. The entire expedition force stood in front of the gate that would soon be opened, granting them access to Titan territory.

Townsfolk were present at the scene. Some were skeptical, thinking that this expedition would be another waste of their money, and a waste of souls. Others were cheering them on, telling them to take back what is rightfully theirs. Their homeland. Humanity's land, to be precise. Everyone was dressed in their uniform, the Wings of Freedom emblem plastered ever so proud on their back and shoulders. These Wings of Freedom would be put to the test today once more... though not everyone carried them on their uniform.