Zym decided to do something nice for Miles by teaching him yoga.
Miles was uninterested in the offer, but he mistakenly assumed he had a choice in the matter.
Miles was relaxing at home when he heard a knock at his door... his bedroom door...
"Uhm... Hello?" Miles said, opening his door.
The boy was shocked to find none other than the famous online magician Zymolxis standing on the other side. Miles was quite familiar with Zym's online works because Lapis was a huge fan of his. Zym's live streams were some of the most amazing online content Miles had ever seen, using a variety of impressive visual effects to simulate magic. Of course, Miles couldn't figure out how exactly Zym was able to achieve such feats of graphical engineering... but Miles knew the magic had to be fake because magic just wasn't real.
"Hello there. You're Miles, yes?" Zym said in a distinctly Romanian accent.
"Ye-yeah, I'm Miles. Aren't you Zym, that famous streamer?" Miles asked.
"Heh, streaming is more of a hobby for me, but yes. I've been visiting Lapis recently and decided to finally stop by to see you, Miles." Zym said.
"Wait, you know Lapis?" Miles asked, "And she told you where I live??"
"I must say, I am a big fan of your work," Zym said, ignoring Miles' questions. "It's always a pleasure to see you appear on Lapis' streams. They've become a lot more entertaining since you joined them."
Miles let out a disappointed sigh.
"Listen, I won't judge you for what you like, but you should know that I'm not a big fan being on Lapis' streams." Miles explained, "I'm not even sure I want to do it anymore."
"Oh, come now, if you really didn't like it then I'm sure you would've quit already," Zym replied.
"I've tried! I've quit multiple times... but Lapis is just so persuasive that I just keep coming back..." Miles said.
"That sounds like you're just putting all the blame on your friend," Zym said. "I think, deep down, you really do enjoy being bullied by Lapis."
"Thank what you want, buddy. Also, you didn't explain how you got into my house..." Miles said.
"I think you're repressing yourself. You just need someone like me to help you accept yourself for who you really are." Zym said.
Miles backed away from his door as green smoke started to spill into the room from the hall. Zym's eyes began glowing as he raised his hand and spoke words that Miles couldn't understand. Suddenly, there was a flash and a rush of wind, before Miles disappeared from his bedroom entirely.
Thus began Miles' stay with Zym Zym promised Miles he would not only awaken his inner self, Miles would also be trained in the art of contortion.
It would take just over a month, eventually Zym managed to get Miles to touch both feet to the back of his head.
