Narator note(N.N.): Zeke here this series is entirely made by me - thought the grammar, punctuation, rephrasing, and other technical and writing options were half done with help from chat GPT, and some web extensions like Grammarly. Hope you like my concept and storyline UwU
Introduction
On an autumnal day, Zeke finished his workout after a his typical session, his coach told him, today to take it easier. Inside the locker room, packing his clothes into his messenger gym bag, changing his clothes to more casual clothes after that he leftthe place.
Walking along the sidewalk and choosing to take a shortcut he saw this business man who had a silver suitcase and was threatened by 3 crooks, they had tattoos all over their face and hands.
Zeke, 21yo, a grown adult, he doesn't feel like he managed to reach his potential yet. His downfall was that he hadn't accomplished many things in life.
He was a creative person, matured himself quite fast. Thought he was unlucky at dating and getting dates, some of the girl he approached ghost him or friendzoned him. He didn't had guts to approach baddies or girls out of his league.
While he was in high school he learn some basics martial arts and he was thinking about that nothing could have gone wrong as he supposed to defend both himself and the unlucky guy. He didn't see any sort of weapon these crooks might have. Took the initiative and jumped to help.
Seeing the man in trouble tries to man up and scare them.
They tried to rob him but Zeke did not hesitate to help him. As he approached them he stood up for the businessman, he later found out that his name was James. Zeke wasn't sure that he could take them as they were 5 thugs.
'Only five of them?'(Zeke thinking) A cocky smirk played on Zeke's face, as he approached the thugs.
His gaze flickered to the businessman making free space for him to run, but the thugs blocked him.
He struggled to fight them as it was a 1 v 5 fight. James took cover and called the police it was hard for the authorities to arrive fast because the alleyway wasn't near the main road.
Zeke figurines that he need to stall time tries any defending maneuver he knows, before the police arrives, he blacking out on that cold pavement. The police took over the problem of the thugs, then took Zeke to a nearby hospital.
He woke up in a sterile hospital room, the faint beeping of a nearby machine a welcome sound. The last thing he remembered was a nurse fussing over him. On the clock indicated 11am, i felt really lethargic. It was the next day, 2am, i was awake, and there was 2 people inside my room they wore masks. They unplug my electronic recovery devices.
"What are you doing?" Zeke's voice came out raspy, barely a whisper. He tried to push himself up in the bed, a jolt of pain shooting through his torso.
"You, mf, unplugged my machines! What the hell is going on?"
"Restrain him" (Thug 1)
Zeke thrashed against the restraints, but his weakened body was no match for their strength. He blacked out
'Last thing I can remember was that a nurse came and put me in a bed. I fell asleep again, then after some time I woke up in this place with a calm grassland.'