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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 · Sport
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685 Chs

I'll take the win for now

After skillfully stealing the ball from João, Hiro immediately surged forward.

The sudden burst of speed sent a wave of alarm through the opposing team. Romero who was caught completely out of position, felt a pang of dread as he saw Hiro with the ball.

Of all players, why did it have to be him?

In a panic, the opposing players scrambled to retreat.

But before Romero could regain his position or any other players could get to him, Hiro unleashed a powerful shot from midfield.

The crowd held their breath, their eyes wide with a mix of horror and anticipation as they watched the ball soar toward the goal.

The ball's trajectory was steady and unwavering.

Despite being out of position, Romero made a desperate attempt to save it, hurling himself toward the post with arms outstretched.

One glance was enough to see that his landing wouldn't be gentle.