Two months had passed since Pablo obtained his fruit.
Two months of continuous training. Of pain that turned into strength. Of exhaustion that turned into ability.
Pablo did not stop for a single day.
Every morning, he would wake up before sunrise. He would go to the forest of Naraka, where no one could see him. He would train until the sun set. Then he would return to the headquarters to sleep, and wake up again to do the sa thing.
His food changed. His training changed. Everything changed.
And the result?
Pablo was no longer the thin child who had arrived in Naraka a year ago.
He had grown to one ter and eighty-two centiters. His shoulders were broad, giving him a presence that did not suit his age. His arms were full of defined muscles that showed even when his clothes were loose. His stomach was flat, with faint lines of abdominal muscles that had begun to form clearly. His back was wide and strong, and his legs were powerful and well-proportioned from all the running and jumping between the trees.
His face had changed too. His features had beco sharper, his jaw more defined. His black eyes had beco deeper and calr, but with a spark that had not been there before. His straight nose, thin lips, and thick eyebrows - all ca together to give his face a handso appearance that caught the attention of those who saw him.
He no longer looked fourteen. He looked sixteen or seventeen. His black hair had grown a little longer, touching his shoulders sotis when he neglected to cut it.
After two months of training, Pablo no longer collapsed after a few seconds of using his ability.
He learned the difference between "enhancing" the weather and "changing" it. When it was already raining, he could enhance the rain - make it heavier or lighter, control its intensity. This consud little energy, and he could do it for hours.
The sa with the wind. When the wind was blowing, he could direct it, increase its speed, change its direction, create local storms.
And even heat. When the sun was hot, he could create local heat waves - raise the temperature in a small area to the point where it could burn the skin.
But changing the weather was different.
When the weather was sunny and clear, and he wanted to make rain fall from nothing... that consud his energy violently. He could do it for an hour at best before collapsing. The sa with wind on a calm day, or a heat wave on a cold day.
He also learned control over location. The rain no longer fell on the entire area when Pablo wanted it to. He could confine its effect to a specific area.
The headquarters, for example. He could make rain fall only on the headquarters for a full hour, while the rest of Naraka remained dry.
His ability was not perfect yet. But it was ten tis stronger than it had been two months earlier.
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During these two months, under his orders, the gang launched a systematic attack.
The Red Vultures gang in the southeastern port was the first target. It was not a battle. It was a crushing. Marco led the attack himself. They raided their hideouts at night. In less than a week, they were finished.
Another gang tried to intervene in the neighboring area. Pablo did not ask for its na. He just said to Marco: "Get rid of them."
Marco did.
So mbers of the two gangs were killed. So fled. And others joined the Pablo Family.
Marco no longer accepted just anyone into the family. He chose. Only the strong and those who were not afraid.
The number of Pablo Family mbers exceeded fifty.
The family's na beca known in Naraka. In this area of the island, the Pablo Family was the one in control.
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Marco had also developed with the family.
His body had beco more massive from continuous training. His strength doubled. His speed increased. His leadership experience grew.
His fa began to spread throughout Naraka Island. So people began to fear his na. So began to respect him. And so began to dream of joining him.
Although it was known that he was not the leader of the family, he was the most famous person in it.
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After these two months of training, Pablo completed one year since his arrival in this world. His current age was fifteen years.
On the day Pablo completed one year since his arrival in this world, he stood alone in his room on the upper floor of the headquarters.
He looked at the small mirror hanging on the wall.
He rembered himself a year ago. In Verona. A thin child of fourteen springs. His shoulder bones protruding. His face pale. His eyes fearful even though he hid it.
And now?
A young man of fifteen, one ter and eighty-two centiters tall. Defined muscles. A handso face. Eyes that feared nothing. And a presence that made those who saw him feel that they were in front of soone different.
He had not expected to get here this quickly.
One year.
A factory under his complete control. A gang of more than fifty n. A supernatural power that controlled the weather. And a partner he could rely on at any mont.
But he was not satisfied.
He was not completely content.
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Pablo sat on his bed. He opened his small notebook.
His thoughts were changing.
Vendora. The drug island. He had planned to go there two months earlier. He wanted the drug trade as a huge, quick source of inco.
But after two months of thinking, training, and growth... his priorities had changed.
There were bigger things.
Other factories. Arms dealing. Controlling shipping routes. Building a real economic empire. Not just a drug gang on a small island.
He closed his notebook.
He would not go to Vendora. The matter of drug dealing no longer tempted him.
He was thinking of bigger things. Things worthy of his ambition. Things that suited his new power.
The road was still long. But it had beco clearer than ever.
He stood up. He looked out the window.
The sky was clear. No clouds.
Clouds began to gather directly above the headquarters. Light. Then they beca heavy rain.
Then the rain began to fall. Only on the headquarters. Only on the place he wanted.
He was no longer the frightened child from Verona. No longer the tired worker at the fruit factory.
He had beco sothing else.
Sothing bigger.
He turned his back to the window.
He had a lot to do.
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