THE SYSTEM OF LEFT WING

The dust of wah cantt ground tasted like defeat. I,Amar,17,left wing. Stood on the penalty spot. POF Ground, final match Scouts from Islamabad in the corner watching. If I score,I go to lahore Academy. If I miss, back to uncle's shop. My best friend Hamza shouted from the side "Amar, left corner! Left! I ran my left foot, my pride, I swung. I slipped. Clank! The ball hit the post. Silence We lost. 1-0 Next day_Morning training I came early at the ground head Down.I thought everyone forget about yesterday. Then I heard the footsteps. Coah Bilal, and the whole team. USMAN, FAIZAN,and the other 15 Players. Usman saw me and started laughing Loud. "Oh look! The star is back! Our looser is back!" Usman shouted FAIZAN kicked my water bottle away," Wah cantt's Messi! You cost us the final, you damn loser! Then all of them together started shouting: " loser! Loser! Go home loser! " They took my old boots and threw them in the dustbin.I couldn't say anything. Coach Bilal just looked at me and Said" Amar, maybe football is not for you. Some people are just not born for it. Go home today". Hamza tried to stop them but Usman pushed him away. They all left one by one laughing, calling me loser. The ground become empty again. Only I was left alone. My boots in the dustbin. The sun was burning my head. I fell to my knee. Fists were tight in the dust. "Am I really... a loser?" Then.... Everything stopped. The wind stopped. The birds stopped stop flying. The dust froze in the air. DING! A Cold, blue glowing screen appeared infront of my eyes.No one else could see it. [ Football God system detected 99%Humiliation +1=Unbroken will] [Do want to make them eat their words? Yes/No] I was shaking. I thought I was going crazy from heat. "Who's There? Show yourself!" I shouted [Time stopped only host can move] My hands were shaking and I pressed yes. [System Active] [Host:Amar - Lw-Age 17-Title: The LOSER] [Status window Opened] Speed:62 Dribble:58 Finishing :28 Stamina :45 Passing:40 Overall:42[trash level] [First Mission:dribble 100 time before sun set] [Reward:Finishing+15,skill-roulette] [Failure:stay loser forever] I picked my boots from bin. 1...2...3...Every dribble+1Exp by 50,lungs on fire. By 100. I collapsed [Mission Completed] *[TITLE: The Beginner]* The blue screen was still floating. My whole body was tingling like electricity. *[STATUS UPDATED]* Name: Amar Ahmed Age: 17 Position: LW Level: 2 [The Beginner] Overall: 51 -> 58 Speed: 62 Dribble: 58 -> 65 Finishing: 28 -> 43 Stamina: 45 -> 55 *[SYSTEM COMMENT: Host is still TRASH. But trash that can learn. Hehe.]* I clenched my fists. The system was laughing at me too. "Who are you? Why me?" I whispered. *[YOU ASKED FOR REVENGE. I GIVE YOU TOOLS. TOMORROW, SHOW THEM WHAT A BEGINNER CAN DO]* Hamza was still standing behind me, his face white. "Amar... bro... what happened to you? One minute you were crying in dust... now you tore the net? And... why are you laughing like that?" I turned to him slowly. My eyes were still red from crying, but now there was something else inside them. Cold. "Hamza... they threw my boots in the dustbin today. They called me loser. Coach Bilal said football is not for me." I picked up the old dusty football. "Tomorrow... in training match... I will score 3 goals. In front of Usman. In front of Faizan. In front of Coach Bilal. And they will all shut their mouths." Hamza stepped back. "Amar... you sound... different." I smiled again. That creepy smile. "Hehe... Hehehe... They wanted to see a loser, right? Tomorrow they will see a Beginner who will eat them alive." *[NEW MISSION UNLOCKED: THE REVENGE HATTRICK]* *[OBJECTIVE: Score 3 Goals vs Usman's Team Tomorrow Morning]* *[REWARD: Secret Box + Scout Invitation Letter]* *[FAILURE: Title returns to The Loser Forever]* I looked at the setting sun over Wah Cantt Football Ground. The place where I was humiliated today. "From tomorrow... this ground will remember my name." My journey from Wah to Conquer the World has just started.