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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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Operation Rob the SharkTank

A blue BMW i8 drove through a modern-looking neighborhood until it turned into the driveway of one of the houses in the neighborhood.

The house was modest looking compared to the other more extravagant looking houses, but even though it was modest compared to the other houses, it was still a beautiful looking house that looked to be worth its monthly rent of four thousand Euros per month.

It was a bit expensive, considering that Jason only made about forty thousand Euros per month before tax, but Jason didn't mind paying that much of a price for a house like this one that even had a small pool in the back as well as other nice features, but the thing that Jason loved the most about it was its privacy.

The neighborhood the house was set in was one for the high earners in Porto so it would be a lot more private than the apartment he shared with Mylo before, not to mention that there was no Mylo here anymore.