「Chapter 1」

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The insistent ringing of an alarm bragged the person's sense as they groaned loudly within their bed, writhing around within the sheets. The ringing only to be halted by a clenched fist slamming into the top of it roughly. Jostling its frame roughly, threatening to break from the force exerted upon it.

"Den Mund halten.." A masculine voice grumbled in their native tongue, which teetered on near incoherent nonsense as he got up from his bed. The bedframe shuddered from the abrupt movement. The person soon stood to his feet, letting out a light yawn. Stretching momentarily, his joints popped satisfyingly in the process. Smacking their lips together sloppily as he rubbed the sleep from his vision with the back of their hand as picked up two figurines, one being a certain grumpy old lizard & the other a golden three headed pain in the ass. Slapping them against one another in a feirce playfight, making exaggerated sounds with his mouth until the golden figurine fell off the edge of the bed as the other stood victoriously, he would cheer for it loudly before placing them both onto a nearby nightstand. He would then glance around momentarily, scanning the vacant, stagnate atmosphere of their dwelling. Rust riddled the corners of his room as paint sluggishly peeled off of the wall, chipping off to reveal the bare metal of the walls.

"Ein anderer Tag, eine andere Erfahrung..." He murmured to himself, grin soon making its way onto his face. His self monologue was abruptly cut short by his realization. He cursed in his native tongue, quickly glancing at the clock fixed to the wall, seeing the current time is 5:20 AM. He would quickly grab a few of his clean clothes from his drawer, swiftly making his bathroom. Quickly running himself a shower, water would spray from the head of the shower, lettering the cold tiles with water.

Running his hand into the stream of water, flinching slightly from the coldness. he'd swiftly turned the knob further as the overall temperature of the water soon intensified. Soon reaching a steady temperature, He hummed in mild content as he'd undressed himself. Stepping into the warm stream of water, closing his eyes in mild bliss.

"Viel besser..." He mumbled to himself, humming softly from the warm water that bathed his skin. He took a rag off of a nearby bar, closing the blinds afterward as he grabbed a bar of soap, lathering a rag with it.

He would hold the soap as if it were a speaker as he sang an incredulous song within the shower. Rubbing the rag over every nook & cranny, especially the spots where the sun doesn't shine as he continued to sing an unheard rhythm, dancing to the rhythm. He would then wash off the residual & soap from his body from the constant spray of the shower head as he hummed a random song to himself. Calming himself further, a dense fog soon began to settle within the bathroom.

He would then step out of the shower,twisting the knob until the spray of warm water ceased. He'd then turn on the faucet, splashing cold upon his face, throughly ridding himself of the remnants of sleep from his eyes. Placing the rag onto the edge of the sink with a wet thub as he wiped the water from his face.

Subsequently, wiping the fog from the mirror as he stared into the reflection. His blonde locks swayed aimlessly, brushing away the hair that was in front of his eyes. Which were vibrant & desolate like the empty blue sea, reflected like an endless ocean against the light. Quickly brushing his teeth with his toothbrush, adding toothpaste beforehand. Sipping some water from the faucet, gargling it within his mouth before spitting it out into the sink as he'd wiped the water from his face, turning the faucets knob, stopping the flow of water.

Drying his body quickly with a towel as he then left the bathroom, glancing once more at the clock, It was now 5: 56 AM

He chuckled lightly for a moment as he'd then put on his clothes, which is a blank white under shirt & gray jeans,  He grumbled, tapping his foot methodically against the cold metallic floor. 'I'm just gonna hope things don't get as spicy as before, I really dont want that grumpy lizard tearing through this facility.' He thought, snickering subtly, glancing at the wall opposite to him, which was covered in an array of sticknotes & pictures, which showed multiple other titans. All having multiple strings attached to them, all leading towards one singular picture; Apex.

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