The Last Alphas of 2000

𝐗𝐈 Horizons of Imaginations

The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as they explored Yangyang's vast land. His parents warmly welcomed them and prepared a hearty lunch, which they all eagerly devoured. Afterward, Yangyang guided them to his expansive estate, where he often raced and indulged in his hobbies, sometimes engaging in competitive races with Yiren.

"You own such a massive piece of land just for your hobby?" Haechan queried.

"Yes," Yangyang confirmed.

"But why does it have to be this big?" Jeno inquired.

"Because, why not?" Yangyang responded with a laugh.

"Come on, let's have a race," he suggested enthusiastically.

"It's not fair; you have your speed ability," Jaemin pointed out.

"Okay, then I'll be the judge," Yangyang proposed.

"I have motorbikes. Who wants to join?" he asked.

The four boys eagerly joined in, leaving the three girls and Yangyang to judge.

"Let's set a rule!" Serim proclaimed.

"What's the rule?" Jaemin asked.

"The rule is, we don't have rules!" Serim declared, and they all chuckled.

"But be careful; let's avoid injuries," Yeji cautioned.

"Alright, let's go," Renjun agreed.

"The finish line will be that tree on the other side," Yiren pointed toward an orange-colored tree.

Engines roared as they revved up their motorbikes.

"On your mark, ready, set, Fly!" Yangyang shouted, commencing the race.

Initially, Haechan and Jeno took the lead, with Renjun and Jaemin closely trailing behind. In the spirit of the free game policy, Haechan employed his abilities, conjuring fire on their path, swiftly countered by Renjun's water manipulation to douse the flames.

The race intensified, with everyone maintaining a close gap. Jeno decided to employ his illusion abilities, creating a massive wall on the road to block their opponents. However, Renjun and Haechan proved clever, navigating through the illusion effortlessly.

"Jeno, your illusions can't fool us!" Haechan taunted.

"Oh, really!?" Jeno retorted with a smirk.

The race took an unexpected turn as Jeno manipulated illusions, extending the distance to the finish line. However, his victory seemed secured until a sudden realization struck—a slowing down of time.

"I can't fool you, but I can make you suffer," Jeno jestingly remarked before laughter filled the air. But then, everything slowed down drastically.

"Shit," Renjun's voice echoed in their shared mind.

"Jaaaaeeeemmmiiinnn Nnnnaaaaa," Haechan's slow-motion voice trailed off.

Jaemin unexpectedly halted and glanced back at them.

"Bye kiddos, off to go," he announced with a smirk, swiftly crossing the finish line and claiming victory while time seemingly stood still for the rest.

"Nice one, Jaemin," Yangyang complimented.

"I think it's a bad idea to not set rules," Serim commented, breaking into laughter.

"Forget about Jaemin for a moment, that's why I didn't see it coming," Haechan confessed.

"Me too. I was too focused on the victory," Jeno admitted.