Mordred was busy lifting weights early in the morning, with a few legs of ham on a plate by his side for his breakfast. While it was normally a bad idea to life weights like this consecutive days, Avalon's healing power full repaired all the damage to his muscles withing minutes. That was one thing that baffled the eternal prince upon reaching the future; apparently, muscles grow stronger by being damaged and then repairing themselves...completely insane. There were plenty of thing he had learned in this future that had initially sounded like some kind of joke; like surgery. The very idea that you could just cut someone open and heal them...it was madness! Then there was the insanity that the people of this time called 'reality TV', what joy is there to be had in just watching a bunch of asshole living in a house doing pretty much nothing? Surely, this 'Jersey' place must be some kind of hell on earth to spawn [i]those[/i] kind of people. Who in their right mind would would find it the least bit entertaining? Mordred himself had to struggle to sit through a single episode. "Mayhap-er...[i]maybe[/i] the people of this time merely find pleasure in inflicting pain upon themselves. It would surly explain that 'BDM' thing I heard about

Putting down the large and heavy weights in his hands, he reach for a leg of ham and started eating "sometimes...I find it so very hard to believe that this is the future of the same world I was born and raised it. So many things here are simply far too alien...yet these people do indeed have records of my time, and the people I knew...even if most of the tales they have of me are filthy lies!" he yelled that last part "what blasphemer would dare spread such abhorred lies about me!? I might not have known he was my father, but I was still the king's most loyal knight! None would have argued that. It was he who made me the man I am today, how could I not love him so!?" Mordred violently finished the leg he was eating before returning to his weights