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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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Comfortably lying on his bed, Hiro was skimming through the system while his coaches were discussing about the appointment of new team captain in manager Makoto's office.

"If I could draw some amazing talent like before, I would become unstoppable." Mumbling such with a smile on his face, Hiro mused at the thought of obtaining some rare talents.

And while he was musing on such thoughts, the roulette wheel which was spinning infront of his eyes finally stopped as it landed on a platinum coloured card.

Witnessing the colour of the card, Hiro mistook the colour of the card as silver and assumed that he had drawn something insignificant than the previous talent he had drawn which was "Kevin De Bruyne's Passing Sense", a gold coloured card.

His smile faded away as he witnessed the colour of the card. Thus out of disappointment, he clicked his tongue, "Tch- I have probably drawn something insignificant."