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Be a Legend: Hyper Role

Many people say that Daylon Kenzo is the best player this world has ever seen. But actually, it's not like that. He is not the best because he has abilities and skills that no one can beat, but because his teamwork is solid, compact, and has good chemistry that gives his team victory, and makes him the best "Hyper" ever. However, now, his team members are slowly leaving him. Not because they betrayed him, but because the club, which had a new owner, suddenly fired and kicked them out of the club. He and the rest of his team were expelled, even though they had won the N2 tournament a few weeks ago. And what's worse, the new owner of the club has taken action to tell several clubs not to sign him, so that he will not be accepted anywhere to be a professional player anymore. Tragically, Daylon had to have an accident which resulted in his right hand being badly injured. They split up. Some of them became YouTubers, and some decided to find a new club. As for him, he can only accept the fact that he is no longer needed as a professional player because of that person's actions. After 1 year had passed, he finally found a job that suited him, namely being a coach for a teenager who wants to become a professional player in this MOBA-type game, Mobile Heroes. He becomes a coach, but he must be faced with the fact that the woman he once saved is in the same place as the teenager. He met the woman again after she had been looking for him for so long. Can Daylon teach the teenager as long as his right hand hasn't healed? Or maybe, because of the various misfortunes he had experienced, he would no longer be able to play the game as a professional player? "As his coach and teacher, I have to be able to make him the best he can be."

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About Me, You, She, and Them

Six days before the final round of the Indonesian N2 tournament playoffs began.

"Pan, look! Look! See your grandma now! Your grandmother fainted, Pian. It's all because of you, Pian. Look, Pian!"

"Rifai, you keep telling me to look. You keep telling me to do that. Did you forget, Rifai? I can not see. I'm blind, Rifai."

What the hell is that? Why is my mother watching that television show?

I could hear the sound, the sound coming from the television. My mother was there, watching weird soap operas, and looked comfortable.

"Mama..."

I approached her, but my mother was too focused on the television. So once again, I called out her name.

"Mama..."

"Oh... Pian. What is it?"

Pian? Oi, oi, mama, you forgot your own son's name.

"I want to go out."

"Where do you want to go?" She asked, but her eyes were still on the television.

"I want to go out, just for a moment. Well, take a walk before going to that house."