Who The Fuck Are These Guys?

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01: Who The Fuck Are These Guys

What’s up, it’s your boy, Bang Chan. Y’know, son of Aelous? The wind god? Anyways, like I said; I’m Bang Chan, the son of Aelous. You may be wondering how literal air has a child. I too am wondering that actually. Pondering my very existence is a nice pastime of mine. But that’s not the point. Me and some other guys have been brought to this training facility so we can become cool and awesome gods one day. Why do we need training? I dunno actually. I honestly signed up because I was curious about the experience. I am a bit worried as to who else is here. What if the child of an evil god shows up? I guess there’s only one way to find out. 

Currently I am standing- well, not standing actually. I’m hovering around this really big gate. Beyond it being the training site. To be honest I was surprised when I learned Mount Olympus had a training site for young gods. I could’ve sworn we typically come out of the wound being skilled in a very specific field. I’m guessing we all got these cool keys for the gate. My key looks like a gust of wind, quite fitting I’d say. I unlocked the super big gate and finally entered the main premise. Unfortunately, there was still more walking until the main building. Fortunately, I am air so I don’t need to walk. I could simply just teleport to the building. And so I teleported to the front of the building. I got out of my key to unlock the door when it opened on its own. “I’ll be right back!-” some guy yelled as he rushed outside. Upon seeing me he screamed and fell through me. Yes, through me. I’m air so I can’t be touched or collided with as seen with this random guy. 

“Ow!” 

“You okay?” I ask, using the wind to help the guy get up. 

“Yep, totally good. I didn’t see you there though, sorry about that,” he says, dusting himself off. 

“You’re lucky you ran into me, it would’ve hurt if it were someone else,” I replied. 

“Huh? Why’s that?” 

“I’m made of air so you passed right through me, if I wasn’t made of air though that would’ve hurt even more for the both of us.” 

“Oh, I see. My name’s Han Jisung, the son of Apollo. You?” 

“Bang Chan, son of Aelous.” 

“I’m sorry, uh.. Who is that?” 

“Minor wind god.” 

“Oh, sorry for asking.” 

“It’s whatever.” 

“Oh shit! I totally forgot why I came out here! I’ll see you around!” 

Jisung rushed in the direction of the gate, within seconds he was gone. Didn’t expect the kid of Apollo to be here though. I finally headed inside the building and was met with a grand hallway. Part of me wanted to teleport to where everyone else was at but I do need to map out this place so I decided to take my time. Of course I didn’t walk though because walking is for not air people. I did a little exploring, found the rooms we’re staying in, the kitchen and a living room. Standard home stuff but there was still no one. That was until I finally found the main room. 

In this room there were a few others. Although all of them were far from each other as if no one wanted to do anything with anyone here. I mean I guess I understand being on edge because we don’t know each other but it’s like there's only one person per corner. I think I’m gonna introduce myself to them, I do have to work with them for the next couple hundred years. I went over to the guy who was closest to me, he had curly hair, just like me. He looks shy but he also has this kind of cozy vibe? I think it's his outfit that's giving off that vibe. “Hey, the name’s Bang Chan, I'm the son of Aelous, you?” 

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