Chapter 111: The invite

Zafron's legs trembled as he lowered himself into his final squat. Sweat dripped from his brow, his breath coming in ragged gasps. With a grunt of effort, he pushed himself back up.

"One hundred," he wheezed, barely able to stand. As he swayed on his feet, a notification pinged in his vision:

[Quest: Morning Vigor - Complete 100 squats: COMPLETED]

[Reward: +5 Agility]

"Nice," he muttered with a smile.

A wave of relief washed over him, quickly followed by exhaustion. He stumbled towards his bed, collapsing onto it with a groan. "Never thought I'd be so happy to see a floating message," he muttered to himself while chuckling. This was all too fun for him now that he was done.

After a few moments of recovery, Zafron dragged himself to his feet and limped towards the washroom. The prospect of a warm bath was the only thing keeping him moving. Get clean, get dressed, eat and then it's back to the search for a job again. The struggles of a man.