The first light of dawn barely touched the streets of the province, but Daniel Park was already moving. Today marked the beginning of a campaign unlike anything the middle school world had ever seen. The Union's expansion would be swift, calculated, and merciless.
His first target was a rival middle school infamous for its aggressive faction. Daniel approached silently, his sharp eyes scanning every entrance, every hallway, and every weak point. He knew their patterns, their leaders, and their weaknesses.
As soon as the bell rang, Daniel struck. A sharp jab to the temple, a spinning roundhouse that sent one student crashing into lockers, elbows that cut through defenses like blades. He shifted seamlessly between boxing, Muay Thai, Kyoushin Karate, and wrestling throws, combining the disciplines he had mastered during years in the time capsule. Each movement was precise, deliberate, and deadly.
The faction's strongest members rushed to intercept him, but it was useless. Daniel was faster, smarter, and ruthlessly efficient. He dodged a swinging bat with a subtle pivot, countering with a straight punch that fractured a jaw. He caught another attack mid-swing, twisting and slamming the aggressor to the ground with a wrestling throw.
> Onlooker whispering: "Is… is that… one kid? He's like a monster!"
Another student: "A fucking one-man army… and he's barely showing mercy!"
Daniel wasn't alone. The Union force, his loyal underclassmen, moved like a shadow behind him. While Daniel dismantled the faction leaders, the Union blocked exits, intimidated bystanders, and neutralized any reinforcements. Their coordination was impeccable. Foot soldiers executed flanking maneuvers, captains oversaw tactical positioning, and elite fighters were ready to strike with lethal precision.
By mid-morning, two schools had already fallen. Halls littered with bruised students and toppled lockers became silent warnings. The defeated factions' whispers of defiance quickly turned into murmurs of fear.
> Rival student leader: "One kid… ONE KID and his entire crew shattered our strongest fighters!"
Another: "And this isn't even the worst yet. The Union is everywhere!"
The Union spread methodically, crushing resistance at every corner. Teachers and school committee members watched helplessly, some secretly relieved that Daniel didn't target them yet, while others feared what would happen if he did.
By midday, Daniel had systematically brought three schools under the Union banner. Students whispered his name with a mix of awe and terror. No one knew who Daniel really was—some thought he was just a bold kid, others feared he was a strategic genius sent to dominate them all.
> Rival faction student: "We need a plan… but what can we do? He's unstoppable."
Another: "It's like he's everywhere at once… his crew, his strategies… it's insane."
Daniel surveyed the last school from a rooftop, the Union's silver dragon emblem coiled around a black banner fluttering in the wind. He allowed himself a faint, calm smile. This was only the beginning.
> Daniel (thinking): "One province at a time… every school will kneel. Every weak, arrogant, foolish faction will learn exactly what it means to cross me."
Even as the conquered schools fell in line, the ripple effects were already spreading across the province. Rival schools were whispering, making frantic calls, planning alliances—but all of them underestimated one key fact: Daniel Park and the Union moved faster, harder, and colder than any of them had ever imagined.
The day ended with Daniel standing alone on the rooftop, calm, collected, watching as his Union secured the streets. Faint sounds of murmurs and fear reached him from below. He was ready. The conquest had begun, and there would be no mercy for those who resisted.
> Daniel (thinking): "Every school, every faction… all of this will be mine. And when it is, not a single one will dare challenge me."
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