Azazel spoke up, his tone sarcastic. "Oh wow, Fein defeated Jiang Chen. How impressive. He must be the strongest swordsman in the land now."
The others looked at him, surprised at the sarcasm. Kassandra raised an eyebrow. "Jealous, Azazel?"
Azazel shrugged. "Not at all. I just think it's amusing how much we all worship Fein. He's good, no doubt about it, but we shouldn't forget that he's still just a man."
Brick Norty chuckled. "You're just saying that because you're scared to admit how amazing Fein is."
Anthony spoke up. "Come on, guys. We all know how great Fein is. But let's not forget that we're all pretty amazing too."
Kiba nodded. "That's right. We're all here because we're strong, smart, and skilled. Fein wouldn't have chosen us if we weren't."
The others nodded in agreement, and Kassandra spoke up again. "Alright, enough talk about Fein. We've got work to do. We need to make sure our leader has everything he needs to continue being amazing."
As they all got up to leave, Azazel muttered under his breath, "It's like we're in a cult or something."
But the others didn't hear him, too busy discussing their next mission and how they could support their incredible leader.
...
Kidd and Michael were sitting in the common area of the Ranger's base, sipping on some tea. Michael looked up from his cup and asked, "Have you heard about Fein's recent achievement?"
Kidd raised his eyebrows and leaned forward. "What achievement?"
"He went to Central Plains and defeated the Sword God, Jiang Chen," Michael replied, a hint of amazement in his voice.
Kidd's jaw dropped. "What? No way! How did he manage that?"
Michael shrugged. "I don't know the details, but I heard he used some new technique that he's been working on."
Kidd chuckled. "Typical Fein. Always pushing himself to be better."
Michael nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I remember when we were all still in Ranger's Eye. He was always practicing and studying new techniques. He's come a long way since then."
Kidd smiled, thinking back to their days in Ranger's Eye. "Yeah, we've all come a long way."
...
Sofia was sitting in her room, reading a book when she heard a knock on the door. She looked up to see her father, Lucius, standing in the doorway.
"Hey, Dad," Sofia said, setting her book aside. "What brings you here?"
Lucius smiled. "I heard some good news about your boyfriend. Care to share?"
Sofia's face lit up as she remembered Fein's recent victory. "Oh, yeah! He went to Central Plains and defeated the Sword God, Jiang Chen. Can you believe it?"
Lucius's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Wow, that's quite the accomplishment. You must be so proud of him."
Sofia nodded, still beaming. "I am. He's worked so hard to get where he is now."
Lucius chuckled. "I remember when you two first started dating. You were always talking about how amazing he was."
Sofia rolled her eyes playfully. "I still think he's amazing. But don't worry, Dad. You're still my favorite guy."
Lucius laughed. "Little girl... Do you think you can fool me? I know I'm not your favorite guy anymore... Keep me updated on your boyfriend's adventures, okay?"
Hearing this, Sofia's mouth began to twitch. 'Father really knows me enough...' Though in her heart, Fein and Lucius were equally important to her.
...
Melissa and Fey were sitting in the kitchen, drinking tea and chatting. When they heard the news about Fein's victory, they both looked at each other, concern etched on their faces.
"He's always pushing himself so hard," Melissa said, her brow furrowed. "I worry about him sometimes."
Fey nodded in agreement. "Yeah, but you know Fein. He won't stop until he achieves his goals."
Melissa smiled, a hint of pride in her voice. "That's true. He gets that determination from his father."
Fey's eyes widened slightly when she heard the mention of her father at Melissa's mouth. But she didn't say anything and just chuckled. "And his intelligence from you, Mom."
Melissa blushed. "Oh, stop. I just try to do my best."
Fey grinned. "Well, you've done a great job. Fein and I wouldn't be where we are today without you."
Melissa smiled, feeling a warm glow in her chest. "Thank you, Fey. That means a lot to me."
They clinked their tea cups together, feeling happy for Fein's success and grateful for each other's company.
...
Fein sat on his bed, feeling a sudden tickle in his nose. He let out a loud sneeze, then rubbed his nose, wondering if someone was talking about him or cursing him. "Ugh, who's thinking about me now?" he muttered to himself.
Voli, at this time, lifted his head up from the floor where he was laying down and looked at Fein, giving him a questioning look. Fein shook his head and waved his hand dismissively. "Nevermind, Voli. It's just a silly superstition," he said, then yawned.
He lay down on his bed, closing his eyes, and within minutes he was asleep. In his dream, he found himself sitting at a table, surrounded by stacks of donuts. He picked up a donut with rainbow sprinkles and took a bite, savoring the sweet taste.
"Mmm, this is delicious," he said to himself, then reached for another donut. Suddenly, the scene changed, and he found himself standing in front of a towering monster, its sharp claws raised to strike.
Fein jumped back, startled, and pulled out his sword. But before he could even make a move, the monster dissolved into thin air, leaving behind a faint, acrid smell. Fein blinked, confused, then looked around and realized he was back in his room, still lying on his bed.
He sat up, rubbing his eyes, and looked over at Voli, who was still sleeping peacefully on the floor. "What a weird dream," he mumbled, then glanced at the clock on his bedside table. It was already late in the evening.
Fein stretched and got up from his bed, feeling a bit disoriented. He walked over to the window, peering out at the darkened sky. "I guess I should get some dinner," he said to himself.
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