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God Of football

Izan, a Spanish-Japanese boy who lived with his mother and sister in the heart of Valencia played for the Valencia academy since he could remember. As life fucks as all, Izan found himself being laid off by his club for being talentless. Frustrated, Izan runs around his local pitch, trying to get the news off his mind. As fate would have it, Izan gets struck by lightning which gives him a system. Izan with the system embarks on a journey to becoming 'THE' god of football. We all know he can and probably will but how does he get there? ************ 1. set in post messi-ronaldo dominant era.[2022, post-messi-ronaldo peak era in Europe] 2. Real-world likeness. 3. 1700 words on average Let's get this novel up. Help me with your power stones and reviews and share this Novel ************* Also, all rights reserved for the companies and teams and also players I use in the novel since I don't know how image rights work and I'm too lazy to search it up on Bing-, I mean google here's the discord guys https://discord.gg/B7PXyBg3 1 dragon: 2 bonus chapters 1 magic Castle= 5 bonus chapters [will be released the day following the gift] 100 Powerstones= 1 bonus chapter [released the same day] 20 golden tickets= 1bonus chapter [will be spread across the week]

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The shrill sound of the referee's whistle signaled halftime, the Valencia players began their slow march toward the tunnel. 

Despite leading 1-0, their faces betrayed little joy. 

The first half had been a grueling test of discipline and resolve, with two well-crafted goals from Valencia disallowed for razor-thin offsides. 

The crowd at Son Moix, relentless in their hostility, made every moment feel like a battle.

The stadium erupted into a mix of boos and chants as the Valencia players walked off. Izan, who had created much of Valencia's attacking threat, remained stoic. 

He ignored the jeers raining down from the stands, his mind already racing through scenarios for the second half. 

Behind him, José Gayà, Giorgi Mamardashvili, and the rest of the squad trudged forward, mentally bracing for the war to come.

Commentators filled the broadcast with their analysis as cameras panned to the Valencia squad disappearing into the tunnel.