The long-awaited day had finally come: the wedding of Garion and Rachel.
The ceremony wasn't held on God Island.
That place was still considered the hidden main base of God Gym, not something meant for public exposure.
Instead, they chose Muscle God Island, the only island that had been open to outsiders from the very beginning.
Over the past week, Garion and the others had refined and improved the island's appearance just for this day.
The training grounds were reorganized, the platforms polished, and even the fields were carefully adjusted so guests could move comfortably.
It still felt like God Gym, but cleaner, more welcoming, more… presentable.
Inside his room, Garion stood in front of a mirror, adjusting his suit.
He pulled his sleeve slightly, then rolled his shoulders once, checking the fit.
The fabric tightened around his frame before settling naturally.
