On Astral Tides: From Humble Freelancer To Astral Emperor Fifty-Seven

Fifty-Seven

“Wow, I don’t know if my phone is broken or you started too soon, but that’s amazing, mister.” Keomi-chan said, looking down at the tir on her phone, which had stopped at just over eight seconds. “That’s totally a world record right there!”

Wiping a few drops of sweat from my brow I smiled. “You don’t have to call mister. You can use my na you know.” As for the run I had just completed, a hundred tres marked out, I had certainly exceeded what was commonly possible for a human.

“That’s kind of embarrassing.” Keomi-chan muttered. “But you are incredible. You could be really famous if you wanted.”