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Greatest Of All Legends

“Who is the football GOAT?” A question that has been asked countless times in the last decade. Is it Cristiano Ronaldo or Lionel Messi? To be fair, the question actually depended on what one wanted from a player as they were two different people and they played differently from the other. This was also the case with every other legendary player to grace the game. As a diehard fan of the game, Jason Bolu also had someone he thought to be the goat, but unlike most people, he harbored the desire to not only become as great as them, but even greater than any legend that ever graced the game. He wanted to become the Greatest Of All Legends… the GOAL. Unfortunately, fate has never cared about people’s hopes and dreams, and just like every other unfortunate human, she hit him hard across the face with a broken reality and sent him flying in another direction from his goal, yet he didn’t give up and continually persevered but, in the end, he didn’t ever make it. He wasn’t even halfway near his goal. He thought it was over… but it wasn’t. He got another chance at his dreams, and this time he was going to do more than his best to achieve his dream. *disclaimer* There is no system or cheats, just plain hard work and a past life of experience.. Also, despite the use of real-life characters, places and things, this is an artistic creation in which things wouldn't be as they are in real life so don't be surprised at some things that are unrealistic and out of place e.g. exact details, attitude of characters etc. This is a slow-paced novel.

Sphire1707 · Esportes
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230 Chs

Chronicles of Lockdown VI

"Too light!?" 

"Even the strongest man in the world can't hold up a treadmill for an hour, not to mention three!" Mylo almost shouted, but his voice was still louder than normal.

"You're a man, Mylo, we don't make excuses, we break records," Jason said in a motivational tone with a serious look on his face.

{The record is about to break him} TrevorJackson commented.

"Why do I even need to hold a selfie stick for hours when I've got a phone stand?" Mylo suddenly remembered the phone stand that was on the floor.

"I don't know, maybe the same reason you weren't using it earlier somewhere else that is not here," Jason retorted with a slight tick in his tone.

"But…" Mylo tried to argue but Jason immediately shut him down with his next words,

"You either hold up the dumbbell for three hours, or you hold up the treadmill for the same amount of time," Jason immediately cut him off with a hard smile.