Lukas knelt by the unearthed grave, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. The ancient stone slab, etched with Mongolian script, bore witness to centuries gone by. "Can you believe it, Fišek? We found Genghis Khan's grave right here!" Fišek peered over Lukas's shoulder, eyes wide with disbelief. "This is unreal. What do we do now?"

Asja leaned against a dusty shelf, her expression a mixture of skepticism and intrigue. "We can't just leave it like this. What if he... wakes up?" Omer chuckled nervously, his eyes darting between the grave and his friends. "You mean like a ghost? Or a zombie?" J Diddy, always the pragmatist, crossed his arms and nodded. "Either way, we need a plan."

The group watched in stunned silence as the figure of Genghis Khan emerged, his form both ethereal and imposing. His eyes, sharp and commanding, surveyed the modern world with a mixture of curiosity and authority. "Who dares disturb the rest of Genghis Khan?" Lukas, mustering his courage, stepped forward. "We... we found you by accident. We mean no harm."

Genghis Khan walked through the corridors, his regal bearing attracting curious glances and whispered speculations. "He's real, and he's attending classes with us," Fišek whispered to Asja, who nodded in agreement. Genghis Khan paused at a classroom door, intrigued by the cacophony of youthful energy. "This is your place of learning? Much has changed."

Omer approached him, offering a soccer ball with a grin. "Wanna try?" Genghis Khan accepted the challenge, his warrior instincts translating seamlessly into a newfound love for sport. "He's a natural," J Diddy remarked, watching the conqueror adapt to his new life.

"It's strange, isn't it? How something so unexpected can become part of our lives," Asja mused, her eyes reflecting the flickering light. Lukas nodded, a soft smile playing on his lips. "And who would've thought Genghis Khan would become one of us?" Genghis Khan gazed at the stars, a leader in a new era, finding his place among friends.