O Sophia! Only if you had done what I told you, you would not be nagging me off. I mean, she persecuted me after having that debate with me. She was like a hunter, trying to take me away from the future. She even challenged me to a fight: something was off about it. Women do not tend to fight the men they like. It meant that she hated me. Since she hated me, she used to respond to every question of my classes for me, making me feel irritated. I was way too mad at everything that I had seen, which had been taking me aback.
Man can never know the loneliness a woman feels. He lies in her womb to gain strength, nourishing himself before entering the world of work, battle, and art. He is not lonely; he is busy, energized by memories of amniotic fluid. A woman may be busy too, but feels empty. Her sensuality is not just pleasure or electric joy from another's touch. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love a rebirth, bearing both child and man. For man, rebirth fuels his desire to act; for woman, fulfillment lies in the moment he rests inside her. That was something that Sophia knew and hoped to find someday in the eyes of her husband. And also she was already the strongest woman at 14 years old.
Scientific & Biological Foundation
Early Cell Development: Sophia's muscle fibers had a high proportion of fast-twitch and slow-twitch hybrid fibers, granting explosive power and endurance.
Mitochondrial Density: Her cells carried a rare mitochondrial mutation, producing 50% more ATP, enabling faster recovery and higher energy output.
Hormonal Balance: Her endocrine system produced optimal growth hormone, testosterone (low but efficient), and estrogen, accelerating physical maturation without imbalance side effects.
Brain-Muscle Link: Her motor neurons fired with greater synchronicity, providing AI-like precision in strength application.
🏋️ Fitness & Training
Sophia grew up where training was a ritual.
From age 7, she practiced functional strength training: climbing, sprinting, carrying loads, and sparring with elders.
Training barefoot improved her balance, posture, and core strength.
By 14, her physique resembled an elite Olympic athlete's, forged by primal conditioning.
Fantasy Elements
Celestial Blessing: At birth, a star-aligned force granted Sophia "soul resilience," healing her physically and spiritually, leaving no weakness.
AI Voice: She discovered an ancient AI in crystalline archives, simulating training, nutrition, and combat, acting as a second mind to refine her choices.
Energy Weaving: In solitude, Sophia wove energy threads from her emotions, temporarily reinforcing muscles and bones, gaining strength from loneliness.
🧬 Psychological Development
Sophia's strength stemmed from biology and loneliness transmuted into purpose.
While peers sought distraction, she turned emptiness into discipline and vision.
She understood: man finds strength in the womb, but woman's womb holds the silence of waiting—Sophia turned that silence into power.
Sophia's Stats at Age 14
Height: 1.75m
Weight: 72kg (lean, powerful)
Body Fat: 10%
Max Deadlift: 250kg
Max Squat: 220kg
Max Bench: 150kg
Sprint (100m): 10.8s
Endurance: Can run 50km without collapse
Reaction Time: 0.08s
Pain Tolerance: 300% above average (adapted nervous system)
Intelligence: Peak problem-solving under pressure, enhanced by AI training
The Deeper Meaning
Sophia embodied a paradox:
Man is fueled by rebirth—action, conquest, creation.
Woman is fulfilled by presence—holding, containing, nourishing.
Sophia's strength lay in body and soul, embracing the loneliness of womanhood to build resilience. Her hope for a husband's gaze wasn't weakness but a desire to share power, not gain it.
Honestly, I was freaking sacred of her. I had just grasped the will to strength through the primal will to get closer to the absolute will. I could barely display it for a few minutes. I do not get how I could improve it the way she did. I suppose she had already developed ALLYS so that let her do it without any issue. She was like a machine… she defeated 20 males in a handicap.
She once tried to challenge me, but instead of doing that, I decided to use my book. If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all. I was trying to scape, but before doing it, I gave her one of my experiments: a blue rose.
Sophia: [holding the blue rose] "Karl… why this? A rose instead of your fists? You gave me beauty when I offered you a challenge."
Omega Karl Yang: "Because I feared you. Not the fear of losing, but the fear of seeing in you what I hadn't yet found in myself. You already carried strength in body and soul. I was only borrowing it for minutes at a time."
Sophia: "You think my resilience comes from loneliness alone? No, Karl. It comes from the refusal to let that loneliness break me. The rose… was it escape, or was it hope?"
Omega Karl Yang: "Both. Escape from your power, hope that something softer than combat could be an answer. A book, a rose—these are my weapons. If I cannot endure them, how could I ever endure you?"
Sophia: [smiles faintly, but eyes sharpen] "Then do not offer me flowers unless you mean them. A rose is a covenant, Karl, not a shield. One day, you'll have to face me without paper or petals."
Omega Karl Yang: [lowers his gaze] "And one day… I'll be ready."
The absurdity gets off the field.