Arnold wrote about winning the Mr. Universe title at 20. About standing on stage in London, holding the trophy, feeling… nothing. Because the trophy wasn’t the goal. The becoming was the goal.

Marco started reading.

Marco sat up. He put his feet on the cold floor. He dressed in the dark.

One night, after a brutal deadlift session, he sat in the empty locker room and reopened the file. He scrolled to the final chapter—the one he’d never finished.

The education never ended. That was the whole point.