God Of football

On a rainy night in Valencia,alboraya, the sound of running could be heard on a Pitch nearby.

There a boy who seemed out of breath was still chasing after a ball despite looking like he could faint any minute.

He seemed to be in a daze seemingly trying to forget something but couldn't. He was woken up by an accident that had occurred nearby.

Finally stopping, Izan realised that if he didn't take a break, he might pass out or, worse, get injured, which was a nightmare for any footballer, especially when he was so young.

The boy sat down with tears in his eyes. Now that the sweat had dried off a bit one could see a somewhat Asian face with really refined features that could easily pass as an idol.

The distinctive feature about izan was his blue eyes which was really rare for a person of Asian descent.

Although he was trying to look somewhat composed, regret and disappointment were written on his face. He had just been told by his youth club, which was the Valencia football youth academy, that they would be laying him off at the end of the season because he was not showing any promise.

This would usually happen only when one was getting to the age of 18 and was not showing any promise, but now getting to 15 years, Izan was being laid off because he was not showing progress or promise.

In contrast, he was getting worse. Izan underperformed in the youth league and was by far one of the worst players in the league.

The club could still wait for Izan to mature, but because of a recent budget cut in the youth program, players who were not showing progress or promise had to be laid off, and Izan was caught in this net.

He sat there contemplating and concluded that there was still time since the season had just started. As Izan stood up he felt the hair on his head rise in an erect position.

Izan then remembered watching a video on YouTube telling him how when in the rain and your hair is on end, it means you are in danger of being struck by lightning.

Just as he was about to move, something flashed through him causing him to go unconscious.

Ivan lay there and recovered after a while but couldn't stand.

['Host secured']. "Huh". Izan looked around but didn't see anyone in the vicinity. "Okay that was weird," Izan said.

As Izan was about to ignore the sound, it came again. A neutral voice spoke ["sequence started" programme starting in 3,2,1... ].

Then it went silent for a while. Izan thought he was going if not for the voice coming back again [system initiated ]. [System welcomes host to the legend sequence ]. WHAT THE F*** !!. Izan exclaimed.