A privileged life where one didn't have to worry about something like money was what most of the people wanted, right? Who would blame the children of these rich who didn't try to achieve many goals because of the knowledge, they would be taking the empire over? Lucien Ayers was utterly disappointed after his son had admitted of not having any passion. Of not even thinking of it. He would have his career set, anyways. Now, Nevan found himself on the streets with nowhere to go and only a suitcase with himself. His father had given him a clear goal. Find an ambition and make a name for himself without using his family name. Armored with nothing but the AllStars System, he embarks on this journey of becoming a soccer athlete to get back into his privileged life. What he doesn't know is the severeness of the system involved in his life. ----------- "What is it that you want, Nevan? Certainly not only going home and be who you have been?" Silence. Nothing else. Because that was exactly what the boy wanted, right? ----------- ⇢Character Development happens more than ones. ⇢Slow pace ⇢Parallel universe, nothing about this story is real. Everything is purely fictional. _______
It was about time the match started. Would it work? Shouji and Koushi had contemplated on their stunt foe a while now. Until now, they had been looking for someone who could score a goal accurately. Nevan was surprisingly good at that.
"Let's take that formation." Koushi told his two companion with a nervous glance. His heart was thumping as if he had just run a marathon. He was below the red line, just like a few others from their team. He could not afford to lose here.
"What?" It was Ichiro who had heard them talk and inquired. But telling them was not necessary. They could make this work, nonetheless. And the less people knew, the better, hopefully.
He quickly shook his head. "Nothing, don't worry."