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My system allows me to copy talents

Check out my new novel— Blood Magus: Reincarnation of a Fallen Magus. For those of you who wish to see him start in the professional stage could directly jump onto the volume II. Takahashi Hiro after committing suicide gets reincarnated into his younger self. A genius footballer from a young age, he loses all his footballing talent after a horrendous injury. But despite that he perseveres through the odds and overcomes his tragedy. Finally when he could make his dream come true after getting scouted by a professional team, he faces yet another trouble. Having lost his final hope of making alive, he takes his life by committing suicide. But to his surprise, instead of dying he wakes up in his younger body. Having returned back to time, he again dreams of being the greatest footballer. This time with the help of the system which allows him to copy talent of any footballer, will he make it as a pro? Will he be the G.O.A.T? Notes: Characters in this story are fictional, The story might progress slowly, A huge emphasis has been paid to emotion of the characters, The story will not focus solely on football and system and it will focus equally on the lifestyle of the protagonist and the people closer to him.

Bloom07 · Sports
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424 Chs

Post-match interview

Retracting few steps back from the ball, Hiro stood upright at a certain distance away from the ball with his arms extended outwards and legs spread. 

Amidst the sea of players and deafening roar of the crowd, Hiro's concentration sharpened as he made use of his skill focus. 

Suddenly the entire stadium went silent as he fixated his eyes towards the ball and the post. No longer bothered by the distractions present around him at this moment, Hiro felt as if the time around him had slowed down.

At the same time, his senses heightened as his focus peaked. Right now all he could see was the ball and his target— the goal. 

Inhaling a deep breathe, he let out a mouth full of turbid air before rushing towards the ball. His sweat-drenched jersey billowed as the eyes of his teammates in the backline converged on the number 10 behind his back.