My Space-Time System

In a bedroom with sea-blue walls was a PlayStation 5 console, and a black 2015 Samsung LCD plasma television and lying in front, Blake.

He was lying on the floor in a puddle of drool with a gamepad in his right hand.

A resplendent ray of light from the window fell on his face and woke him up.

”Forgot to close the curtains ” he grunted.

He looked at his hand and realized he was still with his gamepad ”seems like I dozed off….
What ’s the time? ”

His gaze fell on the wall clock hanging above the television.
”It ’s past 11 already? ”.
Blake got up slowly and performed his routine exercise, then made his way to the bathroom.

After freshening up, he ran downstairs for breakfast.
”Good morning mom ” He greeted while pulling out a chair.

”Someone was awake all night… ” Miriam said with a warm smile on her face.

Miriam was a slim tall woman with fair smooth skin and a duchess-shaped nose that complimented her oval face.
She had always put on a warm smile that could melt the heart of many.

”Yeah mom, I can ’t slack off now, the Zetron gaming competition is the day after tomorrow. ” he spoke while munching on his bacon.

’It ’s been a while since I saw Blake this serious, he reminds me of Tom ’ Miriam giggled, but her smile soon disappeared when she remembered her late husband.

When Blake saw his mother sad, he knew why ”When I win the competition…*munch*…we won ’t have to worry about…*munch*… money again ”

”Don ’t talk with food in your mouth ” she chuckled

Gotcha!!…
he let out a low chuckle ”Okay ”.

Tom was a senior engineer in a top construction firm in the USA, with his position, their family was above average financially, but everything changed when he died.

He was one of the victims of the Boston Marathon bombing.
Ever since Miriam had been working more shifts in the clinic to meet up with their financial needs.

”Thanks, mom, the food was awesome! ” Immediately he was done doing the dishes he ran up to continue training in lords of legends.

…

On the day of the competition…

Blake woke up very early, even before his alarm.
He stood up from his bed with a broad smile on his face and ran his daily routine exercise before heading to the bathroom.

As he was taking his bath, Miriam entered his room.

”Oh, you are awake, your breakfast is in the kitchen and I would be handling Morning and afternoon shifts and Good luck in the competition, see you later dear. ”

”Thanks, mom, have a nice day! ” Blake yelled.

….

After he was done with his breakfast, he left the house and boarded a taxi that took him to the bus station.

He resided in silver Street in the South of Boston, which was less than 15 minutes away from East Boston, but there was a traffic jam.

C ’mon move!!…
he stretched his head out the window to see the cause of the traffic jam.
It turned out that the other lane was closed due to utility works.

Thank God it ’s not that serious…

After what felt like forever the traffic cleared up and he reached the arena in less than 7 minutes.

When he got down from the bus, he looked at his wristwatch and saw that there was still more than an hour before the competition began.
hehe, seems I was overreacting… He gave a self-deprecating smile.

He was not in a hurry anymore, so he slowed down and decided to take in the beauty of the arena.
He made his way pass beautifully trimmed hedges and a water spitting fountain and reached a long staircase that led to the entrance.

He quickly climbed the stairs and got to the entrance of the arena.
He walked through the entrance and saw a chubby woman with red hair and a large mole on her nose.

”Tickets? ” the woman said with a deadpan face.

He took out his tickets and passed it to the lady.

My eyes!!…
he almost screamed out when he saw the mole.

He hurriedly removed his eyes from the woman and entered the lobby, he showed the guards his ID before proceeding to the waiting area.

”It ’s the time you all have been waiting for, the battle for supremacy in lords of legends.
Contestants take your positions! ” the voice of the host announced the beginning of the competition as an uproar came from the spectators.

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