Reincarnation, Absurd System, Rochdale AFC

"I've reincarnated again, huh?" I thought as I sat up from my bed.

My name is-at least from now on-is Fyodor Zakharovich.

It seems like I'm an orphan, 21 years old, I have no wife/fiancé/girlfriend and have no children either.

And yeah, I said I've reincarnated again. I can't even remember how many times this have happened, but it seems like my soul have been stuck in this cycle and it can't be stopped.

I also have a system from those idiotic light novels or whatever they are and I have to say...it is absurd. It's such a cheat, it helps me become whatever I want to be.

I have been a lot of fucking things. I've been a fire chief, chief of police, worldwide famous rapper/athlete/singer/actor/director/etc. etc.

I achived so many things that I became numb to the fame. I just do these things because...well, what can I do? I reincarnate no matter what, so I thought, "I have a sytem that will help me achive anything, so I might as well do whatever I can', or something like that, it's been such a long time ago that I can barely remember.

"What should I do?" I thought. "I've never been a soccer coach now that I think about it..."

[System is connecting with Host...]

[Connection is successful! Nice to see you again, Host!]

"Yeah, you too."

[Well, what do you want to be now?]

"...I want to own a soccer club, be its coach...raise talented players...shit like that. I feel like I could enjoy it...somewhat."

[I understand! Give me a few minutes and I'll search for a club that you would like.]

"A'ight."

A few minutes later the system came back and...

[You can own Rochdale AFC. I also made you a coach certification.]

"As efficient as always."

[Of course! Do you want anything else?]

"I need scouts that I can send to various countries to find hidden talents."

[And...I found some scouts that have excellent judgment and experience, as soon as you take over the Rochdale AFC, I'll hire them for you.]

"When can I get the club?"

[The season will be done in a few weeks, after that I'll buy the club for you, fire the head coach and everything that needs to be done, but you know that already.]

"Of course, homie."

After talking with the system for a few more minutes, I stood up from my bed, and started packing.

Why am I packing? Because I'm going to move to England, Rochdale. Yes, if you didn't know, Rochdale AFC is an english team, which is in the 4th division.

'Oh, shit...I'm gonna have to get ready for the headache,' I thought. 'I'm gonna recieve a lot of knowladge about soccer tactics and stuff...What a pain, even after all these years I can't get used to it.'

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A few week went by and I have already moved to England. It wasn't hard to get used to living here, since I've lived in this country about...5 times?

'Eh, it doesn't matter. I need to get ready for the interview.'

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"So, who do you think bought Rochdale AFC?" asked a brown haired reporter.

"I don't know...I don't know who would want to buy such small club. But who cares? We have to make a report, since this is our job." answered the black haired reporter.

"Oh, it seems like he's here," said the black haired reporter.

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When I arrived at the place, I saw a few reporters there, 10 to be exact.

I sat down at the table that was placed here for me. The table had a blue cloth on it and a banner that had the logo of Rochdale on it.

I settled in my chair and brought the microphone closer to me.

I leaned forward a little and introduced myself.

"Good afternoon everyone, my name is Fyodor Zakharovich and from now on I am the owner of Rochdale and the head coach of it," I paused for a second then I continued, "I'm done with my introduction, now you can ask your questions."

After I made myself known a few seconds went by when a blonde woman raised her hand. I nodded at her, indicating her that she can ask her question.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Zakharovich, I am Eleonora from Sky Sports. My question is, What made you buy Rochdale AFC, and the other are your plans as a head coach?"

"Hm, I bought this club, because I saw that it wasn't in a very good form, for years now it has been stuck in EFL League Two, so I wanted a challenge, the challenge is to bring this club to the Premiere League. I think with this I answered both of your questions. Next one?"

"Hello, my name is Frederick and I'm from The Guardian..."

With this half an hour went by and it was the end of the interview.

After I was done with the interview I went straight to the club's stadium, Crown Oil Arena.

I went to my office, and started to important paper works and went through the team's main lineup, the subs and the reserves.

'No surprise the club is this shit, these guys are old and have no potential to become...decent.'

Hoh? How do I know? The system told me, don't forget that this system is absurd...it knows everything and it can do anything.

'I think it's time to send these my scouts somewhere...but where?' I thought, 'Help me out!'

[Okay...Last season there weren't any decent players, well, okay that's a lie, there was, but you can't afford them yet. Give me a second to search some young talents.]

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A/N: First chapter done. Idk when the next chapter is coming, so don't wait for it, it is completely random.