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Chapter Seventeen: Who Says 'An Old Man Can Not Play?' It was a perfect afternoon. An old man was sipping on hot coffee in his old mug. The old man was exhilarated at the thought of getting to finally play the game that he had longed for and the day had finally arrived. Sitting on his rocking chair, the old man slowly rocks back and forward, going along with the motion. Behind came a young lady's voice, "Grandpa! I'm home~" The old man smiled while he stood up from the rocking chair before turning to the young lady, "Julia, what's the hurry?" "Antonio, ready the capsule." The young lady had already taken off her shoes and set them aside on the doorstep before saying so. A mechanized voice rang softly through the house, . Then the voice continued, . "Come on Antonio, it's my granddaug