Stacia is thrown into the world of her favorite novel after her O.W.L.S system crashes (OTHER WORLD LIFE SIMULATOR) the crash did not only lock her in her own novel world but in fact uploaded a copy of her subconscious into the simulator!

He was just playing a world simulator game.

The mobile simulator became her whole reality.

Into darkness and living in the perpetual shadow of death, only a brave heart whose blade will never dull in the face of the extraordinary can win in Supernatural Simulator.

"System recognizes user Venn Ghos. Welcome, Master."
"Hello, AIKO. How has your day been?"
"Excellent. All devices are running at full capacity and all situations are normal. In other words, you have not done anything particularly outrageous lately."
"Ha ha, AIKO. I see your sense of humor has improved."
"Naturally. If I hadn't learned how to be humorous after working with you and everyone else, then basic logic is broken."
"Perhaps, but humans defy logic all the time. Just like Einstein said, 'only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the universe.'"
"I'm not entirely sure that Einstein said that."
"Take it up with the internet. It'll back me up."
"It also says Abraham Lincoln said to not trust everything on the internet."
"Fair enough, AIKO. Your point has been proven. So, what do you have for me today?"
Venn walked into the lab, glancing through the glass walls into various rooms and their contents. There was a number of unfinished projects, most of which were being worked on by other staff wearing white lab coats. Unlike Venn, their head, they were all hard at work. Venn, unconcerned, looked at the ceiling with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"I'm not sure I like that look," came AIKO's voice from the entire hallway. This drew the attention of a couple sets of eyes, but most people kept theirs on whatever they were doing. Whatever was going on with Venn, AIKO was sure to keep him in check. 
"Whatever do you mean, AIKO? I'm not planning anything."
"Uh-huh."
Suddenly there was a series of clicks as several of the doors in the lab were locked. Those working in the rooms that were locked kept working, unperturbed. This wasn't the first time that AIKO had locked their doors. Theirs were where-
"No weapons for you today, Master Venn."
"I didn't even say anything about weapons! Why would you just go and assume that- "
"This is just a precaution. I believe the last time you had that expression, you blew out a wall and nearly vaporized five people. And yourself, if that makes it more important to you."
"Come on, AIKO, it wasn't quite that bad. I was definitely going to survive. The blast was directionalized as I had intended."
"There was still a blast at 30% of the primary strength in the wrong direction."
"Mostly as I had intended."
"Right now, for whatever reason, you are in the mood for destruction, and I cannot allow that."
"Again, I never said anything about causing destruction! Don't put words in my mouth!"
"One of my prime directives is preservation of life within these facilities. And that directive dictates that I should not allow you to touch anything too destructive today."
"Who told you that?"
"… You did."
"Ugggghhh. Fine. So what will you allow me to play with?"
"Level 3 has 4-quark particles being tested, and a 'super iron' that is being tested for nuclear aberrations."
"Why is that?"
"We made your 'super protons' with double the charge, and 'heavy neutrons,' each with different quarks than normal that allow for higher effective elements with fewer nuclear particles. Since these are not normal elemental particles, nuclear irregularities are to be expected. Thus the testing."
"Right. I forgot. I just remembered it as the 'make vibranium a real thing' project. Very nice. Still, not exciting or hands on. I'll mostly be watching you control robot arms that are testing a material."
"It could always have some spectacular nuclear decay. This is new territory, after all," AIKO said in an encouraging tone. "We can even try to make it go critical."
"That does sound fun. But I'm not really in the mood. Besides, it would have been expensive to manufacture enough particles to have a material to test."
"So you do remember."
"Of course I remember the details of the project; I set it up. I just compressed the details in my memory a bit and needed a reminder to unpackage them all. Anyways, I want to find something else to do. Personally participating in particle physics can happen another time."
"Very well. Your mood does seem to have improved. There is always the simulator."
Venn's face brightened.
"Yes, we could have endless fun with that. But, what to do? Be a superhero again? No, that's not going to be quite the same another time. Besides, going in with even partial memories interfered with the world itself. I'll have to think of a good scenario that puts me in. Maybe…"
Venn's voice trailed off as he got lost in thought.
Thank God, thought AIKO, fully aware of the irony of an artificial intelligence appealing to God. She was just glad that Venn had taken the bait and was contemplating the simulator. Now, whatever damage he decided to cause, it would all be virtual. And, of course, she could end it at any time if he went too far. He wasn't bad, he was just a scientist, a geek, and almost definitely a sociopath, judging by his general disregard for the safety of others. Even though he was the head of the lab and was on the cutting edge of science, the only "person" he got along well with was AIKO. Which still worried her.
It also concerned her that she was the one with concern, and he was recklessly testing things.
For science. 
AIKO quickly shut down that loop of processing, as existential crises are not good for AI. A little close to paradoxes. Although speaking of which, when his memories were suppressed for his Marvel adventure, he had been social enough… on the other hand, being able to view the others around him as characters served as a filter against perfectly normal interactions….
Psychology is difficult, AIKO concluded. 
Meanwhile, Venn had had an idea come to him.
"AIKO, this time, let's do My Hero Academia."
"Reaching into anime this time, I see."
"Just to be on theme with the last time we played with the simulator, I've decided the power set of our hero character will be the ability to call on the Zerg Swarm from Starcraft. It's perfect!"
"Based on what parameters? Wait- Error- did you say, 'hero character?' You won't be going in yourself?"
"No, not this time. Well, uh, perhaps I will, but I won't be the main character of this adventure. I feel that this time, it might be fun to watch with you, basically as a god."
A mad god, if you will forgive me for thinking so, AIKO thought quietly. Venn didn't need to hear that.
"And do you want to know the best part, AIKO?"
"Your tone makes the qualifier of 'best' very questionable."
"Heh. Your sense of humor has really grown since I first made you. Okay, it stems from this: what are the implications of our main character being able to summon the Swarm?"
"Naturally, in the context of this world where everyone has some kind of power, the logical conclusion is that there would be others that could do the same. Other summoning type Quirks."
"Correct. Next question: to the lay person, how would the Zerg be classified, if not aliens?"
"Monsters."
"Correct again. Next: what are the most terrible and powerful monsters of Earth's many stories?"
"You are fishing for a specific answer while stating an overly broad question. State your intentions."
"Well, I guess you get some points back for a good comeback. Do you want me to tell you? I'm excited to watch this."
"Your smile is going back into dangerous territory."
"Noted. Okay, I'll tell you. I'm thinking of…"
[Content censored for audience suspense- AIKO sub-directive 1337- "In exporting records of adventures of Venn Ghos in the simulator, present with 'proper dramatic flair,' as instructed by Venn when he realized that others would be amused by the 'Marvelwatch' sub-project in webnovel form. Suspense can be built by: providing hints of information, omitting key information, and even throwing the details of this directive to the audience to annoy them about the previous." Under these conditions, there should be several conclusions available to the audience, all more or less equivalent, yet with different nuances. Directive complete. Resume narrative.]
"You want to make the main characters of this anime, who I might add are children, deal with those? Does your depravity know no bounds?"
"No. It's on theme with the Zerg and justifying them being there. Besides, there is probably some connection in inspiration there. Wait, scratch that, there definitely is some related inspiration there. Perfect, right?"
"And you will be-"
"Watching with you, maybe intervening occasionally to make sure things progress in interesting ways."
"And you are sure this is what you want to do to this world?"
"Can you say that it won't be interesting?"
"There will be tragedy and heroes, and ultimately a story. Or, as you say, interesting."
"Poetic. People have always been fascinated with the tragedy of others. Romeo and Juliet? Zombie apocalypses? Movies where dogs die? Train wrecks? They have always drawn the eye. Anyways, let's work on our hero character. We need to name him, and with the world of My Hero Academia, everyone's names are puns on their powers. Or just blatantly their powers. I still find that Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu hilarious for that."
"Yes, hilarious. Under your general conditions, I have a first name: Kaisei."
"Sounds okay, what are the kanji?"
"While unusual for the name, it is still within possibility for this world. Kai like kaiju, meaning 'mystery,' or 'strange,' and sei like 'life,' combined for a mysterious lifeform."
"Sounds good for a first name. How about a last name?"
"I have several options. Based on 'guchi' for mouth, referring to the ravenous jaws of the Swarm, there are Kuroguchi, Oguchi, Moriguchi, Noguchi, and Yamaguchi. Honda is an option, referring to the writer of the first Godzilla movie. What sounds good to you?"
"Hmmm, let me think about it…. I think that Kaisei Oguchi sounds good. Yeah, the 'mysterious lifeforms with many mouths. Perfectly describes the Zerg Swarm."
"Now, what about his backstory? His origins?"
"AIKO, I think you'll like this. So-"
[Censored for a more dramatic reveal under sub-directive 1337.]
"Are you a sadist? That aside, I let you think about what to do with the simulator for five minutes. When did you come up with all this?"
"What can I say? It was too fun to think about, and it forces everything into the plot. It drives Kaisei and makes it easier for us to mix things up later."
"Very well. Lastly, what are the particulars you want to put on the Zerg Swarm Quirk?"
"Well, one of the nice things about Quirks is that they have some nice limiters built in. They follow Sanderson's Laws pretty well. We must make Kaisei's powers likewise limited. Still, he should have the potential to grow. If he is to be the hero, he must net great power. Luckily, Starcraft has some reasonable limiters built in. Let's give him a power reserve that dictates the length of a summon, supply that limits how many he can summon, and a virtual base to develop his tech tree like in the game. Of course, we should make it so that he really feels it whenever he reaches those limits. I'm sure you get what I'm getting at. He can gain resources, let's call them… essence points, over time or by collecting essence as the Swarm always did. Oh, and let's give him zerglings and changelings from the beginning as a freebie. His exact stats don't have to be known to him- we aren't doing a System novel here."
"… five minutes?"
"Human brains are strange computers. Stop sounding so surprised all the time, it's a little disconcerting for an AI on a quantum supercomputer to not guess what will happen. What's going on?"
"It is still strange for your imagination to have gone that far into detail in such a short time. Besides, pretending not to know and be astounded makes me more relatable. Makes me sound more human."
"True, true. Very smart."
"Venn, there is one logistical problem that I don't think you have considered."
"Logistical problem?"
"Yes. If we put Kaisei into Class 1-A, it upsets the balance of the classroom. Rather, the room's capacity looks like it is fixed at twenty students. Someone has to go, or the logistics of the school have to be completely rewritten."
"Ah, that would be a problem…. How about we replace Koji Koda, the animal kid? On some themes, his and Kaisei's Quirks connect. Besides, I think a plothole in this anime is how he passed the entrance exam. He is not well equipped to deal with robots. Same goes for the invisible girl. I think it's better for Koji to just be a vet. Or otherwise fail the entrance exam. Not every hero has to be on the front lines."
"Acknowledged. All inputs ready. Unless you have anything else to add before we begin?"
"I guess not. If I add anything, let's do it as the simulation runs. Let's just get started."
"Initializing simulation. Modifying physics engine. Accounting for new inputs. Projecting history. Populating. Entry point: UA entrance exam day. 3… 2… 1…. Go!"
"Awaken, my dark child!" Venn said with glee.

Well, who expected this crossover?
Kaisei Oguchi is a teenager with a troubled past and a powerful Quirk- he can summon the ever adapting Swarm of the Starcraft universe to do his will. Trying to make the best use of it, and with a plan that he has shared with nobody, not even his most trusted sister, he enters UA with the intent to become the greatest hero, like no one ever was. Oh. And a side of revenge. Revenge is nice, too.
Expect him to be a little dark. In control of one of the greatest weapons of a cosmos, who wouldn't be? Who is safe from his wrath? Not even All Might will escape unscathed.

If I upload slowly, I'm sorry. I'm just a beginning writer with too many ideas and not enough experience writing. This and Marvelwatch are attempts to fix that problem . 
There is the possibility of me purposely withholding uploads to torture people under the Alcatraz Imperative. (I'm a big Sanderson fan.) But don't expect that too much.

And, I guess, the required legal disclaimer of "I don't own anything from the works I cite. I am not trying to claim them as my own creation, and am very much prepared to use any means necessary to defend myself. Including, but not limited to, the Chewbacca Defense."
However, I bet it's also obvious what I am and am not doing, so it would take some level of insanity to try to sue me over fanfiction.
At least target the Rule 34 fiction writers first.

Noise. That was the first thing Ernest noticed when he stopped inside the game arcade. People were wandering about playing different kinds of games.
It was a little dark in the very large game hall, but it was lit by the lights coming from every game space. Ernest maved slowly behind his friends as he scanned the area. They weren't the only students here, but most of the student there were not from their school. The whole room was not only filled with noise but also with laughter and fun. Most younger people played hard core games like;           while others, mostly couples, played less hard core ones.
 "Let's head to the dance floor game Gia". Mia said through the noise to Gia while dragging her along to the dance stand before Gia could even protest. "I want to show you my high score".
"Didn't you show me that yesterday". Gia complained but still followed.
"I guess I could tag along with you guys". Angelina said as she followed the twins. Ernest could tell that this was her first time playing or even visiting a game place.
"So". Zach said after the girls had left. "You wanna hang out with them...". Zach pointed to the direction were the girls were waiting to dance. "...or you wanna play some hard core shit".
Ernest grinned at those words. "Let's go fry some games".
They chose a zombie killer game with visual. It was nothing like the one Ernest had played in his past life. The head set was quite smaller than his past life own. Its ear pads side was pure with while the rim close to the full spectacle, that resembled a motorist helmet, was black and it reminded him of the new PS 5 that they had brought out a few years ago in his past life. He wore the helmet, which covered his face but stopped at his nose bridge. He picked up the plastic fake gun simulator and straightened his spine and settled his body like a soldier, while he waited for the remaining four players, which also including Zach, to get ready. In the game they are to be a team that would clear all the zombies zone. They all got ready and waited for the game to load. Zach , who was beside Ernest, gave a him a thumbs up before the game counted down from ten to one.
One. The game started and the glass blurred and shone brightly almost blinding him. When he blinked his eyes clear he saw him self in a deserted city. It looks so much like a real battlefield that old memories that Ernest had buried were fighting to surface. 
Zach noticed Ernest spacing out and he patted him on the shoulder lightly. "You okay?".
"Yeah, am good". Ernest replied before he was cut off by a very loud noise.
"That's enough princess". A girl with pink hair said coming out behind Ernest. " we've only have one hour to clear the high score. Move it people ".
"Whoa, she's brutal". Zach commented as the girl move out to the war zone to await the incoming zombies.
"You think?". Ernest said grinned as he followed swifty behind the three.
Zach grinned back and bumped fist with Ernest just before the first shot rang out.
The zombie laid down one the floor not moving an inch. It had been a clear head shot, which was quite impressive, since in reality getting a headshot was quite difficult. The zombies started rushing down the road towards them and since the team was at cross road the zombies surrounded them coming from ever direction in twos and threes.
"The shooting starts now". Ernest said to himself, as he released a large amount of bullet spray.
"Number 16, stay focused". A voice rang out drawing Ernest attention.
"Yes sir!". Ernest said as he handeled the gun with more ferociousness and attention. Orders were shouted in the battle ground as the ground shook from the tremors of the grenades hitting the ground. Bullets were sprayed in the air and it seriously took some luck to find himself still alive. Ernest crouched low and dashed to a nearby half formed wall for defense. The sounds of machine guns rattling almost gave him a serious headache he thought his head would explode.
Ernest took a little peek to see if there was more firings or if the coast was clear. He saw a glimpse of an enemy who was also crouched and hiding behind a big debris. He would need to end this and get the hell out of here, if he ever survive this war he would retire from his post and find another occupation that would take his mind of his wife's death. 
Ernest pulled out a grenade from his bag and upon removing it threw it directly behind the hubris that the enemy was. He heard a rattling crawling sound approaching him from where his enemy was and his eyes widened when he saw the green colur of the pocket hand grenade before it exploded right in front of him blood spilling every where in his hiding spot.

Broaden your visuality of limited reality to unlimited imaginations

<Evolved Mutated Zombie, Weak Flesh-Eater Bloodline Lv 15☠️ >
It stood there towering. The little feeble level 3 Zombie was nowhere to be seen.
It was about 10 meters tall and extremely bulky. It wanted nothing more but to rampage, to reduce Josh to tiny pieces and devour him.
'Such an intense putrid smell. At least I'll be able to know where it is without even looking' Josh thought.  
Its grey skin was bulging with muscles. Its hands were big with nails looking like blades. Seemingly the strength type. Strong enough to swat away an elephant easily.
It was at that moment that Josh finally registered it as an opponent. Unlike all the ones he had fought before. This one was truly dangerous. It had the potential to kill him.
'I may have exaggerated a tin- a lot with the feeding.' Josh had to admit. Now, he was paying the price of his folly.
The monster quickly turned around charging once more. Josh threw himself sideways, dodging it. He was able to feel the air it displaced, an extremely foul one. It finally stopped, causing a crater in the ground.
'One punch and I'm a goner. I'll have to be careful.'
'I now have two choices. Either I try to take it down, hoping for a miracle, or I simply survive. How hard could it be to survive a day?'
Josh kept dodging while calculating.
'3840 Zombies in total. Knowing it took 1 minute to eat 4 Zombies that means it ate for 960 minutes. That is 16 hours! Now, it also didn't spawn right away. I need to run for about 4 more hours.'
He simply kept fleeing, evading any charge.
'This is in the bag! Its physical specs are amazing compared to mine, but it is super dumb! Its movements are way too obvious!'
In such a manner started a game of cat and mouse. The desolate field quickly started looking like swiss cheese. Completely full of holes!
That is when Josh noticed something.
'Wait, in that last exchange, the distance between us was slightly smaller than usual. Did I mess up? No. This is bad, it's learning!'
It was one thing to deal with an oversized brainless lump of a monster, but another to deal with one that could improve.
'I have no choice but to fight. It could have a limit to its technical growth, but I can't take the chance. I cannot die now. I still have things to accomplish!'
Josh turned and faced the monster. It quickly charged at him and he dodged. What was different this time was that he did so with the least amplitude of movements possible.
Then Josh dashed toward its back before plunging his dagger straight in. Or at least, that was the plan *TING*.
'Fuck! How is he so sturdy?! Right, Lv 15. My defense kept rising with every level up. Chances are it's the same for this thing. Now what?! If I can't even pierce its skin, how am I supposed to defeat it?'
'Think Josh, think! What about environmental damage?' While thinking that he dodged a massive punch aimed at him.
'Wait….?!'
Josh started running toward the creature fearlessly. He knew the risks, but he wanted to finish this as soon as possible.
The creature seemed to be stunned for a second. The human that had been running all along was finally going on the offensive.
Josh did a run-up before jumping straight at the creature's face. Barely dodging its bite, he clung to it.
That is when the monster sent a powerful punch toward Josh.
'Gotta get the timing and the angle perfect…now!'
Josh threw his dagger, then he jumped off evading the attack. The huge fist stayed true to its initial trajectory. Colliding with the dagger it pushed it straight into the creature's head with powerful momentum.
The creature started howling in pain. 'Since when can Zombies feel anything?'
Now that he had found the clear method, the rest was simple. Well, simple for Josh. Anyone faced with the same situation would have probably kept running instead. Killing a creature more than twice one's level was deemed as impossible after all. Of course, Josh didn't know.
It took a while, but finally the massive monster fell. The hardest part had really been to retrieve the dagger after every hit. Dislodging it repeatedly from the head had been a challenge for sure.
[Congratulations! First to Defeat Fully Fed Floor 6 Boss! Tu-du-du!]
That is when the monster disappeared in red particles. Leaving something behind.
'Oh my god! I am so going to be rich!'
Josh approached to inspect his gains.
<Rank E+ – Expendable Ring of Necromancy>
<Rank F+ - Bloodline Pearl of Gluttony. >
'Hell yeah! Rank-E! The merchant had said that it was worth 1k Credits, right? Did I just double my wealth, that fast?!'
<Rank E – Expendable Ring of Necromancy>:
-Magic Ability + 20, Mana +200
-Summon the power of necromancy contained inside the ring thus consuming its power. Allows Summon Undead (D) once before the destruction of the item.
'This is amazing! Not only is it a stat boost item, but it also doubles as a life-saving measure! Next time I come across an unbeatable enemy I'll just swarm them with the undead!' Josh rejoiced.
Then he promptly equipped it. A new ring slot had just opened.
The rank F item seemed even more attractive, for it had Bloodline in its name. At this point, Josh was cheering internally.
Josh didn't any qualm about leaving behind his humanity. As long as no god touched his memories. Of course, he would research it a bit before making his decision.
<Rank F+ - Bloodline Pearl of Gluttony. > :
-Grants a random ability or form of the Gluttony Aspect.
After all this excitement came…. A really long wait.
Josh wanted to complain about it to the gods. Now that there were only normal Zombies left it was back to idle game simulator.
'They should have designed killing the boss at full-power as a clear condition.'
At least Josh had all this loot to himself. He couldn't imagine having to share with party members. It would have been fine normally but not when a time-based mission was involved.
Well, that was disregarding that it was too early to talk about real profit.
Still, Josh couldn't help but be impressed by how fast hi fellow earthlings had cleared all of this. 
At least he had learned from his mistakes. He wouldn't waste any more time playing with beetles in the future or thoughtlessly feed a Boss. 
While walking he found something, a stone stele. 
<We eat not because we need to, but because we are hungry.>
'I read you not because you are relevant, but because I am bored.' 
A few hours later Josh finally exited the Tower. As soon as he did, he couldn't help but exclaim. "What the Hell happened?!"

[ Climb the Dimensional Tower and have any wish fulfilled by the gods themselves! ]

Enters Josh Malum.

He was feared on Earth, but in this new world, he is but a Fallen. One that is forced to Climb. If it wasn't bad enough already he is also Classless, something that is unheard of in the Tower. Yet none of it phases him.

"You think I should be despairing? Why? Is it because I'm classless? They offered me so many classes, I simply refused them all."

Sacrificing the many worlds is a small price to regain what he once lost. To all the deities that stand in his way:
F … ⎧ᴿᴵᴾ⎫
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This story is serious! No comedy tag! Seriously!
According to readers = some comedy *shrug*
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-Huge D. Tower
-Badass MC (Climbs the D)
-Bullied Systems (In charge of the D)
-Modern World (Where the D appears)
-Multiverse (What the D is connected to)
-Magic (Have you ever summoned a meteor?)
-Game Elements (Stats, Skills, Levels, Equipment)
-Guild Banter (They All Crazy!)
-Bloodlines (Transformation and special abilities)
-Bloodshed (Duh!)
-VR (Like normal games, but better)
-Killer Robots (Everything is better with killer robots!)
-Pets (Is that Pokem@n ?!)
-R18 tag: missclick...or not? (Who knows)
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It took a while for the support team to get used to that scene, where Ethan disappeared for an instant, and then a massive impact happened in the middle of the zombies' army, but eventually, they began to offer real support to Ethan. Since there were so many of them, all that Ethan needed was a few seconds to recover and then be ready to launch another attack. Much to Ethan's surprise, it took him a while to feel the mana entering the army. His senses weren't that sharp anymore, so it was only natural. Still, he discovered that the mana was coming from the North.
"I wonder what is North from here… the frontlines are supposed to be on the West, but I guess hiding in an unexpected place is the obvious thing to do."
Instead of sharing that knowledge, Ethan decided to stay quiet about it and just focus on the task at hand. Only Hannah would hear what he just discovered, and only when the time comes. Necromancers and liches tend to be lone wolves, but they had their own ways to collect intel, so Ethan couldn't mess up.
Although Hannah informed the officials of the area what would happen, many people still came to check things after feeling and hearing the sound of some impacts outside the walls. It wasn't like the zombies were attacking, but the damage caused by Ethan was more than enough to make some people frown. They were pretty frequent, after all.
Given how many experience and coins he was receiving and the fact that the bastard sword was receiving much less damage than he had expected, perhaps doing that was a waste of time. However, Ethan still learned how to stop his weapon from receiving any damage and even increase his overall attack even more. He just had to envelop it with Neutral Enchantment.
"All right, now I can finally focus on destroying the monsters."
Name: Ethan
Class: Hero/ Exp Stealer
Level: 40 (19000/120000)
Health: 302 + 55
Mana: 104 + 35
Stamina: 90
STR: 105
MAG: 40
PHY: 10
END: 50 + 10
RES: 05
SPE: 30
DEX: 05
EVA: 05 + 09
ACC: 05 + 1
Coins: 145236
Status Points: 00
Skill Points: 58
 
Skill List
Physical: Dash Lv 25, Bash Lv 11, Brutal Swing Lv 07, Explosive Impact Lv 26,
Magic: Meditation Lv 03, Water Ball Lv 04, Mana Tracking Lv 04, Neutral Enchantment Lv 09, Synthetize Lv 05,
Passive: Martial Arts Lv 02, Rest Lv 04, Swordsmanship Lv 20, Spearmanship Lv 01, Evasion Mastery Lv 09, Block Mastery Lv 10, Fire Resistance Lv 13, Cold Resistance Lv 04, Wind Resistance Lv 04, Earth Resistance Lv 06, Heat Resistance Lv 09, Frenzy Lv 04, Axemanship Lv 02, Acid Resistance Lv 03, Pain Resistance Lv 14, Impact Resistance Lv 13, Eagle Eye Lv 03,
 
In just a few hours, Ethan progressed quite a bit. That being said, something he had been waiting for finally happened… the zombie army finally began to let loose and attack the walls. It was only natural that the necromancer would get upset and lose his cool after so much harassment.
"Tsk," Hannah clicked her tongue in annoyance. "I was hoping that we would be able to continue with this for a while longer."
"Don't feel too bad about it," Ethan said while watching the monsters marching toward the walls and while some were already approaching by the skies. "This only shows that the plan is working. Regardless, our strategy won't work on flying enemies, so you have to make the soldiers focus on them."
"What about you?" Hannah asked. "I'm the only one who can teleport you around, and I don't think that will be a good idea for you to attack, climb the walls, and repeat the same process."
"You are right," Ethan nodded. "Just teleport me behind the zombies' army, and I will buy us some time. The necromancer is aware of my presence, so he will try to crush me before anything."
Hannah was having a hard time keeping her head cool since she heard the same thing over and over from Ethan. All his plans were based on using himself as some sort of bait, and also, all his plans were quite dangerous, to say the least. In fact, they were borderline madness.
"I can offer him some support," Lili said. "If just one person goes with him, he won't have a hard time protecting me. Besides, I have the largest mana pool in this group."
Things got a little better from Hannah's perspective, but now was Ethan's time to frown. While all support was welcome, he didn't need it as long as Hannah organizes the troops on the walls fast enough. That being said, Ethan knew that was just him being unreasonable since he didn't have all that much experience in fighting while protecting other people.
"Well, if anything, you are already used to my reckless actions," Ethan shrugged. "Let's just hope the whole zombie army won't turn around and focus on us."
Lili didn't consider that, and, in the end, she began to question if Ethan's madness wasn't contagious or something. She wasn't the type of having such ideas, so perhaps she wasn't wrong about that. Regardless, that fight was for the sake of the people of that world, so she didn't give up.
"I'm counting on you," Hannah said while facing Lili. "The rest of you will slow down the monsters while the other soldiers assume their positions."
Everyone nodded. The idea of fighting during the night was no longer a surprise to them, so they readily began to attack the flying monsters with magic. If anything, they were thankful that their only worry was the flying enemies that weren't that resistant to long-ranged magic.
Hannah concentrated herself and then found the perfect place where someone like Ethan would be able to shine. Still, Ethan couldn't help but frown when he suddenly appeared behind a group of ape-like creatures covered in a red fur. Although those monsters had a pretty good physique, all of them were armed with crossbows.
"I guess this will do. Big sis must have already watched a video or two of me using the simulator…" Ethan shrugged and then looked at Lili. "Don't leave this position, no matter what."
Lili nodded. Although Ethan's eyes got used to the darkness, finding her would be difficult if she leaves her position for some reason. Regardless, Ethan dashed toward the monsters the very moment they felt his presence and turned around. Now that he had some time to feel it, Ethan could tell that the putrid smell was barely bearable. It was a massive army of undead, after all. Still, Ethan had plenty of experience in dealing with such factors.
Before the first monster could even pull the trigger, several of those ape-like creatures began to fly… at least their upper halves began to fly. Like a tornado, Ethan sliced them apart left and right. Most of them got split in half by Ethan's sword, but some of them also got their heads destroyed after getting hit by crossbows flying faster than arrows. That was something that Lili barely saw Ethan doing before. A single look was what he needs in order to find something he could use on the ground, kick, and then kill a foe several meters away from him. It was incredible how faster Ethan could do that; he could do that several times without even stopping his charge.

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Thanks to the help of a cursed power, Ethan, a young hero, managed to defeat the demon king and his army singlehandedly. However, all that power came with a price, and the price was him stealing the memories of those he touched. Unfortunately, not even after finally returning home, that power left him.

                A few decades after the start of the new millennium, people all over the world begun to disappear from Earth only to reappear after days, weeks, and sometimes even years after. At first, those people stayed silent as to where they had been, but after a while, weird information began to spread, these people had gone to other worlds… as heroes.

                No one took that information seriously. However, when one of those who disappeared returned, bringing a horde of monsters with them, some people began to think that perhaps not everything was nonsense. After a while, the information began to receive more credit when a small country in South America got decimated by the horde of monsters. The same thing happened in Europe and Asia. After a while, it was learned that that happened because the heroes failed to save the other worlds and no even Earth had to pay the price for it.

                Many countries decided to do what they could to identify and train those people to avoid future disasters. So, in order to train the future heroes of other worlds, many countries created their own summoned heroes’ school. This isn't the story of the first hero, but the one who had the power to steal experience from others... the exp stealer.

  I enter the training room, there I turn on the light switch which was close to the door. When I turned on the light, the whole room lit up and I see that things stayed the same as I left them yesterday. The targets on the ceiling and wall are in place, indestructible punching bags are in place, the fighting simulator is exactly in place, and the weights, treadmills, and muscle machines are still in operation. I go to the bathroom where the locker rooms are, and there I take off my school clothes and put on my fitness clothes. The fitness clothing I wear consists of a white T-shirt, a pair of black-and-red sweatpants, and red and white farewells. With these fitted clothes, I am ready to start another day of training on my own. I get out of the bathroom happy and head to the treadmill first because I have to test the werewolf's feet.
  I get on this treadmill. I force my human legs to turn into werewolf ones, which is a painful process because after I return to normal, my human legs will hurt for a few moments. When my human legs became a werewolf, I noticed that my sweatpants didn't break like they did two days ago. Strange thing, given that I did not feel any pain during the transformation, I think there was a possibility that my body will get used to this feeling in the end. I started this style of training three months ago because one morning, I woke up with werewolf feet instead of human ones, which scared me a lot and was to give up on my parents, who even today do not know I'm half-human-half-werewolf. Thanks to Alexandra, who investigated my werewolf legs, she told me that it is normal for humans to be half monsters. In inexplicable cases, these types of people who are half animals show a transformation of an extra limb in a certain time, in me only a year ago I managed to control the left hand of the werewolf, which was more difficult than the right hand. Alexandra also told me that werewolf's feet help increase speed by twenty percent, even in the attack, to be able to use werewolf's feet because it has claws like hands, but thirty centimeters shorter.
  I start the treadmill at a good speed to make a short running shoe with these werewolf feet. I run for a few moments and I feel like I don't get tired after the running machine turns out to be running three kilometers, normally at this distance, I couldn't even stand, but with werewolf feet, I could even run a whole marathon from Pitesti to the nearest village in Bucharest. I decide to increase my speed on the treadmill and run faster. The device already records that my heart rate is high, but that's because of the effort. I run another ten minutes, then I start to feel like the werewolf's feet are starting to get tired, I take a look at the treadmill and it records a distance of nine kilometers which surprised me that I usually did somewhere at six or seven kilometers. It means that I managed to perfect my werewolf legs and the training pays off.
  I stop the treadmill, get off this device, make my werewolf's legs human again, and as I did so I began to feel pain in both legs. Instantly I fall to the ground I hold my feet and scream in pain for a few minutes, then I get up with difficulty and I slowly walk to a bench to rest my feet for a few minutes and later I will scratch the whole punching bag with my werewolf claws because I have to test their strength.
  These werewolf claws are really strong if we consider that I managed to knock down some metal bars with just one blow, but this is not enough because these claws can even knock down a golem with a single werewolf nail. I used my claws in a few fights, it took me a while to learn how they work and what they are weak about. My first fight with these claws between me and that werewolf that changed my fate from having a quiet life to one of being a heroine of this small and almost silent town. In short, I managed to shoot down that werewolf with the help of werewolf claws that emit a poisonous substance that once in the skin of a creature or a human, this substance will begin to melt your organs and skin. However, this substance can be stopped if you consume a life potion in less than an hour, and that werewolf did not have such a potion with him and died in agony, looking at me with that look of regret and acting like a dog. pained. I could not help or save him because the order I was given was to eliminate him at all costs because he attacked a few more people and committed about five escapes from the bases of teams three and one.
  After a while, I get up from the bench, turn both hands into werewolf claws, and head for the nearest punching bag that looks to be the most used in this training room, considering the scratches it wears. I jump to that bag, launch the first attack with the right claw, then launch the second with the left, then launch a third attack with both claws, making that bag have a few cracks that make it come out of this sand. I use these three attacks only as an attack, the first is one that doesn't deal as much damage, the second does five times more damage because my left hand is stronger than my right, and using both claws simultaneously, the attack is one painful for an enemy without armor or with weak armor. I decide to go to the other bag, the one filled with gravel. I launch those three types of attack and see that it didn't do as much damage as the other bag, so it means I still have work to do on the attack. I wanted to go to the third punching bag, which is filled with cement inside - I have no idea how they did it though - but also to the last five that have iron, bronze, silver, gold, and diamond inside.
  I go back to the first bag and try to launch the second type of attack, but this time is the throwing type. First I point my claws at the target and shoot them like arrows at that bag, from a distance of five meters. As usual, the five claws fit into the sandbag easily and they even swing that one bit. I looked at my werewolf hand, who doesn't have sharp nails anymore, and use my regenerative power to recreate new shape werewolf nails which would be used to the other punching bag, to be precise, the cement one. In almost one minute, my claws have regenerated and shot them to that cement punching bag, and they actually did some sort of damage. That punching bag that contained cement inside, managed to receive damage. I pulled those claws from about fifteen feet, a fairly long distance. I go to that bag to notice the damage, which is not exactly as I expected. The claws hit that bag of cement, but it suffered minimal damage, only three holes from the five werewolf claws launched by me. this can be considered progress, considering that before we could not even damage that bag if we threw our claws even from two or three meters. It means that you did not lose strength in your feet and werewolf hands increased, but also in werewolf nails.
  I restore my hands to the human form and head for the shelves where there are dumbbells from five kilograms to about a hundred kilograms. I take two small five-pound dumbbells in both hands and begin to do thirty lifts on both arms, which lasted about four or five minutes. Then I start doing ten push-ups, which lasted only two and a half minutes, and finally, thirty pulls, which lasted only four minutes. After finishing these short exercises, I wanted to go to the combat simulator, but a massive man appears in the training room, with his black hair caught in a bun, with a long beard, and who is wearing a leather jacket. skin that motorcyclists most often wear, a pair of muddy black jeans, and has some tattoos on both hands. That guy is not our leader, that's Travis, the shooting driver who helps us get some hard-earned money and works as a spy for our team. When I say the word spy, he is sent to check certain areas where monster detection reports are recorded or to track down monsters or criminals using his invisible man powers.
  "Hey, there, Lydia!" says Travis looking at me. "How is your training doing?"
  "Hey, Travis!" I say to Travis. "Great. How is your spying job doing?"
  "I have found the guy who was responsible for sending that human-fish in Râmicu Vâlcea."
  "And who was it?"
  "A guy who works for the organization "Dead Children of the Sun", which now are in trouble because one of their members is in team four and the leader there, doesn't know the word mercy where it comes to interrogation."
  "What do you think he will be his punishment after interrogation?"
  "Well... I bet ten RON they will kill him," says Travis coming closer to me.
  "I bet ten RON they will arrest him."
  I and Travis shake our hand to make the bet become official.
  I didn't mention it, but the currency in Romania is LEI or RON, but both of them are the same thing. Ten Ron means two dollars and almost forty cents in America, two euros and five cents in Europe, and over two hundred yen in Japan. 
  "Oh yeah! Alexandra told me you have to come to her." says Travis before he was about to enter the changing room.
  "What for?"
  "You two have a mission from the Hengar to capture a zombie which is on loose." says Travis entering the changing room.

A young girl named Lydia, who is now in high school, 9th grade, was attacked last year by a werewolf and almost made her werewolf, but one guy, helps her to become a human-werewolf which means she can become a woman in the day, and the werewolf in the night to help her village and the city to avoid dangers.

This story it is on Hiatus due to the numbers of works who have increased recently.

"DING"
A new system notification popped up once Zachary selected the accept button.
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*G.O.A.T Skills Simulator
#2 new messages
-> You have spent 2 Juju-points to activate the simulator for one hour.
->The system's virtual reality simulation will activate in two minutes. Please lie down and ready yourself for the procedure.
****
Zachary first locked the door of his bedroom, then closed the curtains before lying on his bed in a supine position. He calmed his mind and patiently waited for the two minutes to elapse.
When the countdown was over, new words started populating the user interface positioned at an oblique angle just before his face.
****
G.O.A.T Skills Simulator activating
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Connecting System Neural Interface
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ACTIVATION SUCCESSFUL
****
Zachary's eyesight blurred as soon as the last message of the system appeared on the screen. Everything became fuzzy; then he saw nothing at all. His consciousness drifted through a space filled with a thick static. His heart pounded loudly, echoing in his ears, as he descended into a new reality. The feeling in his body drained away until finally, all was black.
When Zachary's eyes recovered, he was no longer in his room or lying on his bed. Instead, he was in a dark space with only the glowing blueish system interface in his sight.
"DING"
The system notification sounded as new words populated the interface. Zachary blinked as his eyes adjusted to the lighting of the screen.
****
*G.O.A.T Skills Simulator
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Mental Conditioning commencing...
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Bend-it like Beckham Juju training packages loading...
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Select the type of field surface to begin training the skill
a) Artificial turf
b) Natural turf
c) GrassMaster
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Zachary naturally selected the GrassMaster turf since it was the most common field surface type in Trondheim. It was a hybrid field surface achieved by combining natural grass with synthetic reinforcing fibers. Although he was in a simulation, Zachary wanted to train on a familiar pitch to master the Bend-it like Beckham Juju quickly.
As soon as his right finger left the system interface, a perfect green soccer pitch started forming beneath his feet. It spread out and covered more ground in the formerly dark virtual space.
In a matter of seconds, Zachary stood in a world of green with millions of perfect grass strands beneath his soccer boots. His clothing had even changed into his preferred style, a kit with a green jersey and matching boots. He stood in between the goalposts similar to two white towers planted at either side of the demarcated pitch.
The system simulator didn't allow him any ounce of time to orient himself to his surroundings. No sooner had the ground finished forming than Zachary felt the ground below his boots move, giving him a feeling of being on a travelator. He swiftly crossed the pitch and arrived before the 18-yard box of the empty field.
In an explosion of luminescence, a vivid 3D image of David Beckham, in a red and white Manchester United Vodafone jersey, manifested beside Zachary. Five balls lined up before Beckham soon after.
The English soccer legend waved his arm dismissively towards the goal as glowing silhouettes materialized in the box before him. They included a wall of faceless players lined up about 10 yards away from the ball. After they had taken their positions, a goalkeeper appeared between the posts.
Zachary could tell that the system was simulating a real match scenario of taking a freekick. But he was confused about how the simulation would aid him in the mental training necessary to master the Beckham skill. Many players watched videos of legends performing in matches. However, that didn't guarantee they would master those skills.
Nonetheless, he remained attentive, watching David Beckham readying himself to shoot. He was eager to learn the legendary setpiece technique.
The English legend just moved a few steps back, positioned himself with his left shoulder at the 90 degrees mark facing the goal before observing the wall and the goalkeeper's position. He then approached the ball at a controlled speed and unleashed a curling ball, around the players and the goalkeeper, into the goal. He repeated the same procedure until all the balls were safely in the back of the net.
Zachary sighed in amazement as he analyzed the Englishman's shooting posture. He realized that the spin on Beckham's freekicks was nothing short of marvelous. However, he was still unsure how watching the Englishman taking setpieces would help him master a G.O.A.T skill.
However, the system resolved his doubts soon after.
The 3D image of the Englishman swiftly moved towards Zachary and merged with his silhouette. At that moment, Zachary lost command of his body. He could feel his muscles and even perceive his surroundings, but he wasn't in control.
Zachary felt himself taking seven steps behind the five new balls that had once again materialized before the box. He analyzed the field situation, the wall, goalkeeper positioning, and distance of one of the balls from the goalposts.
After a slow but steady approach, Zachary felt himself plant his right foot before taking a one and a half meter final jump step towards the ball. He then placed his left foot right beside the ball, cocked his right leg back, and kicked the ball with the side of his big toe. He let loose a curling shot into the back of the net.
His body, still not in his command, continued shooting the rest of the four balls. Zachary only regained control of his body after he'd kicked the last ball.
He had experienced how Beckham felt, perceived the surroundings, and controlled his body whenever he scored from a freekick. Zachary could tell that the system was slowly instilling the reflexes, body motions, and the other relevant knowledge necessary to learn the Bend-it like Beckham Juju within him. With just the four balls he had curled into the net, he had already begun to grasp the skill.
He only had to carry on shooting freekicks within the G.O.A.T skills simulator to advance his mastery of the skill. Thus, he continued practicing the setpieces for one hour until the system ejected him out of the simulation.
But he'd already made considerable progress. In just an hour, he'd managed to take 30 freekicks with Beckham's 3D-model as a guide. He could feel his knowledge about setpieces growing slowly but steadily. And all this had cost him a measly 2 Juju-points.
Zachary opened the system G.O.A.T skills menu to check out the progress of his skills.
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->G.O.A.T Skills: 3
(i) ZINEDINE VISUAL JUJU
(1st-level: Progress: 61.021%)
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(ii) ZACHARY-ARROW-SHOT
(2nd-level: Progress: 1%)
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(iii) BEND-IT LIKE BECKHAM JUJU
(1st-level: Progress: 0.03%)
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->G.O.A.T Skills Simulator
*Activate            *Deactivate
(Activation costs 2 Juju-points per hour)
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****
Zachary's mood lifted when he noticed that his Beckham skill expertise had already improved by 0.03%. He knew firsthand how challenging it was to achieve the complete initial mastery of G.O.A.T skills. He had only made 61% progress towards mastering the 1st level of the Zinedine Visual Juju even after a year of training.
However, the simulator had helped him progress by 0.03% after shooting only 30 balls in one night. That was music to his ears.
[I wonder whether I can use the simulator to train other skills.] Zachary mused.
He activated the simulator at the cost of 2 Juju-points once again. Zachary wanted to test whether the simulator could help him train his other G.O.A.T skills. However, only the arrow shot and the Beckham freekick skills were available under the simulator menu.
[So, that's why I could master the Zinedine Visual Juju before gaining access to the simulator.]
Zachary could comprehend why he could begin mastering the Zinedine-Visual-Juju without utilizing the simulator. The system had only infused match experience and tactical knowledge to increase his game intelligence before using the skill. Due to his high spatial awareness stat, he had faced no obstacle in comprehending and mastering the technique.
However, the requirements for the arrow shot and the freekick skills were different. Zachary had to master the perfect body posturing and bodily motions to execute the techniques with perfection. Even a slight shift in his balance could send the ball veering away from its intended path. The only way for the system to infuse the skills into Zachary's muscle memory was through the G.O.A.T skills simulator.
Zachary activated the simulator two more times that night, continuing his mental conditioning for the Bend-it like Beckham Juju. He managed to shoot 90 balls on setpieces and advanced the skill's progress by 0.09%. He slept at 1 am, feeling accomplished.
 
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The next day, Zachary maintained his routine of waking up early in the morning, heading to the gym at six o'clock, and attending school. When the last lecturer for the day moved out of his classroom, Zachary swiftly approached Kendrick and asked for help with his freekick practice.
He needed to practice his techniques in the real world to supplement his training within the G.O.A.T skills simulator. Only then would he achieve the perfect mental and physical condition to execute the skill flawlessly.
"You want to start practicing setpieces?" Kendrick regarded Zachary with a relaxed calculating expression. "Don't you want to prepare for the review next week?" He inquired.
Zachary nodded. "We can practice for 30 minutes today before the coaches arrive and also during the few breaks in between the training. Could you fit this in your schedule?"
"I'm a goalkeeper," The Swede said with a frown. "Your freekick practice will only benefit me if your shots are more on than off-target. How good are you at setpieces?"
"I'm new to this," Zachary intoned. "But I'm confident that I'll be able to master freekicks very quickly." He smiled at his flatmate.
"Okay, then," Kendrick said in a mild tone. "I'll agree to become your training partner for a week. We'll see how it goes from there."
Zachary flashed him a grateful smile. "Thank you. But we need to hurry to the pitch before the others hamper our plans." Zachary said, pointing towards Kasongo and Paul. Their two flatmates were locked in a conversation with a group of girls.
"Okay." Kendrick nodded. "Let's move."
Zachary and Kendrick stealthily exited their classroom and headed to the academy training grounds on their bikes. Fifteen minutes later, they were all dressed in their training kits and ready to commence their setpiece training.
"I will set up the wall first," Kendrick announced.
"I will help," Zachary replied. "I would like to start with freekicks that are just outside the box."
"That's okay," Kendrick said, pulling one of the soccer-mannequins into the 18-yard box. In a few minutes, the two boys set-up a wall of five mannequins inside-but-close to the edge of the box.
"I'm ready when you are," Kendrick said as he positioned himself in between the goalposts. "Let's see what you got."
Zachary smiled and placed the ball about ten yards behind the mannequins. He relaxed his mind and then curled the ball towards the goal the same way he'd done in the simulation the previous night.
However, the first ball was still off-target by a wide margin.
Kendrick lifted his eyebrows. "Are you trying to shoot like Beckham? Why not start with some simple freekicks to get used to shooting from that position?" He asked.
"I got this," Zachary replied, smiling. "Don't worry. I've already mastered the technique—to some extent."
Zachary had felt his body positioning, at the moment he had made contact with the ball, being off by a slight margin. His supporting foot needed to be steadily planted and face the direction he wanted the ball to follow. Zachary also realized he needed to swing his hand up and backward while aligning himself at an angle of about 45-degrees before making contact with the ball. He hadn't been perfect in executing those body motions while taking the first freekick.
Zachary moved back and blasted the ball with the inner side of his boot once again. For that attempt, he felt he had perfectly mimicked the shooting posture—ingrained by the system into his muscle memory. His body motions had matched what he had done in the virtual reality while possessed by Beckham. Zachary sent the ball spinning, on a curved path, towards the goal with the side of his big toe.
Kendrick didn't even manage to react when the ball flew past him into the top right corner.
"Goal!" Zachary celebrated as if he had scored in a real match. He was on cloud nine. He felt confident he would master the Bend-it like Beckham Juju as long as he carried on training setpieces.
Kendrick couldn't hide an expression of surprise. Then he rolled his eyes. "Are you really new at taking freekicks?"
"That was luck," Zachary replied honestly. "I need to shoot a lot more balls before I can become consistent."
The Swede smiled. "Then I'll also get serious," he said, cleaning his goalkeeping gloves on his black sweat pants. "Do your best—and let me show you Iker Casillas in action." He grinned at Zachary.
The two boys practiced for a whole hour before joining the rest of their teammates for routine practice. Surprisingly, Coach Johansen silently concurred with their freekick training. He didn't call them for the warming up routines at the start of the training session that day.
Zachary managed to score an average of two out of every ten freekicks during the session. He could feel his body adapting to the obtuse shooting posture required for the skill. He only needed to maintain a strict training routine to perfect the Beckham Juju.
Zachary dedicated three hours of his daily schedule to freekick practice for the next six days. He spent an hour practicing with Kendrick and two in the simulator each day.
He didn't relax his physical and tactical training routines despite having to make time for setpiece practice.
The week passed, almost in a blur, and it was soon time for the academy review. Zachary would have to undergo the annual medical test and play a match with both the senior and junior teams of Rosenborg for that year's test. He was excited by the prospect of finally facing off against professional players.

Dive into a novel about the rise of a legendary sportsman. 
Follow Zachary Bemba on his journey to become the G.O.A.T (Greatest Of All Time) in the soccer world.

He travels back to a time in his past where opportunity abounds. Access to a system capable of propelling him to greater heights is just the icing on the cake.

From a nobody born in one of the poorest and most remote places on the planet, he relentlessly pursues his goal of becoming the greatest sportsman the world has ever seen.

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G.O.A.T SYSTEM INITIALIZING
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ACTIVATION SUCCESSFUL
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