Even while not set out on a mission, rest was hardly an optimal usage of time. He found himself in the state-of-the-art gym of Bastian, given new equipment specifically made for himself.
"Woah, what is this thing?" Alexander wondered with a twinkle in his eyes.
A colossal, pearl machine loomed over a platform, extending a twin set of grips that were anchored to countless tons.
"Pretty awesome, isn't it?" May laughed, leaning her elbow against the side of the platform. "It's the Atlas! Weight of the world, y'know? I think it goes up to dozens of tons."
"Tons?!" Alexander reacted.
Seven looked up at the colossal, snow-white machine with intrigue, stepping onto the clear platform built specifically for it. There was a hum of machinery as he looked up, staring at the pale contraption.
"How much weight do you want to try first?" May asked, handling the system attached to the platform.
