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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.

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Chronicles of Lockdown V(Consequences of Mission Failure)

"Practice, huh?" Jason asked, finally looking towards Mylo with a dangerous smile appearing on his face.

'This one can't crush the skull well enough,' Jason sighed in disappointment as he put down the dumbbell he was holding as it was too light for what he wanted to do with it.

"Mylo, your camera is still pointed at me," Jason continued, his eyes falling on the camera that was snugly held by the selfie.

"Oh, this, it's just a workout to prepare my hand for holding the selfie stick for the hours I will be streaming," Mylo said, trying to play off the situation even though he knew the chances were low.

"Holding the selfie stick?" Jason asked, his voice taking on a tone of disbelief as his eyes fell onto the phone stand that was by Mylo's feet.

'Holding a phone for hours when you have a phone stand?' Jason wondered internally, trying to figure out whether Mylo thought he was dumb enough to believe that or if Mylo was just stupid.