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MADTAKS : Legend of the Four Corners

"What is Teamwork? What is Friendship? What are Dreams and Unity and all those inspirational crap? Those are nothing but fairy tales in the face of my absolute power, speed, and technique! I am Santi Arthrit. The best Sepak Takraw player in the world. You can come to me in singles, doubles, a full Regu, or even in hundreds! I will crush you all with pure domination. I am the Legendary One-Man Team. The One-in-a-billion prodigy. I am the Takraw God! Nothing and no one in this world can ever stand against me. I am undefeated! I am unbreakable!" Or so he thought until a harsh and shameless reality smacked his face in a form of a Balut-flavored Sepak Takraw ball. "WHO DID THAT!?" a furious Santi scanned the crowd until a cheeky-looking Balut vendor popped forward with an annoyed face. "My name is Chiko and you owe me three hundred seventy-five pesos! No. Make it four hundred for the spilled peanuts, taxes, and fees!" Behind him is a pale-looking janitor cleaning the mess they made. A simple-looking guy, carrying the scariest secret. On the other side, an ex-convict, bald fatty was busy stealing purses and phones with literal ease from the audience. Little did they know that the balut vendor, the janitor, and the purse snatcher are all fated to become a Sepak Takraw Team that will soon shake the world. ***Daily release at 10:00 am!****

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Chapter 49: Faith Over Fate

Days later, Mark had the most peaceful time of his life. He constantly avoided the place where Cardo was stationed, and even if they meet, the guy would just casually ask about him but never really chased him like a goose preacher like before.

Cardo seems to have decided to just let him go. Though the man was smiling every time they meet, Mark could see a tinge of sadness and regret on the man's face. Mark chooses to ignore it.

A couple more days passed and Cardo's activity seemed to slow down,

The young red-haired Mark was celebrating alone since he managed to snatch a purse filled with lots of cash - all without the intervention of the annoying policeman.

He was holding a couple of drug packets to enjoy the moment at his hideout.

But Mark felt something is missing.

He got power, he got money, he was feared and he was at his peak. He was unstoppable. And just when he was about to start his celebration, he suddenly felt alone.