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My system allows me to copy talents

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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674 Chs

Emperor's Cup II

The sun, a brilliant golden orb, hung high and proud, casting its warm, benevolent light across the land. The air was crisp and clean. 

Beneath the azure expanse, a group of people moving toward a certain direction could be seen. Be it children or adults, you could find people of all age groups. Filled with anticipation and excitement, these bunches were headed to the stadium to witness the match. 

You could also find flocks of reporters broadcasting the news. 

Just then a luxurious bus decorated in blue made its appearance. Immediately a wave of sensation rippled through the crowd as people recognized the bus. 

It was the bus that carried the players of Kawasaki. 

Upon recognizing the bus, people began to crowd at the sideline to get a glimpse of the players inside the bus, shouting the names of the players. But despite their effort, the curtain remained shut. 

The closed curtains of the bus left them in a frown.