Krystal_George123

*Awakening Is The Dawn Of A New Eternity. in the depths of my own consciousness, I have discovered the keys to unlock the mysteries of the cosmos.*
Elian, a young and talented but struggling soccer player discovers a mysterious system that appears in his mind, claiming to be the "Awakening System." The system offers to help Elian become the greatest soccer player of all time, but at a cost. A terrifying one. As Elian uses the system's powers, he must navigate the consequences of relying on its abilities and the true cost of his success.

System Core Abilities:

- "Skill Boost": Temporarily increases Elian's skills and abilities
- "Game Reading": Gives Elian real-time analysis and predictions of the game
- "Body Enhancement": Enhances Elian's physical abilities, allowing him to perform superhuman feats. 

Level up to gain more abilities.

As Elian rises to fame and success, he must confront the darkness within himself and the true nature of the Awakening System trying to consume his humanity. Will he find a way to balance his ambition with his humanity, or will the darkness of the system consume him completely?

*it’s my very first system novel since I’m not a fan of systems. you should know before you start reading that the system is very realistic and the MC would struggle with it a lot. oh and, it contains a little sci-fi. just a tiny bit, it doesn’t affect the main story. There will be romance too, like, the MC would get a life besides football.

Pitch Perfect: The Awakening System

The second half continued with ferocity, both teams refusing to relent despite the French being down to ten men. The English players surged forward almost immediately, their movements crisp and calculated. Myles, hugging the left touchline, controlled a lofted ball with his chest, his footwork elegant as he danced past his marker. He angled his body and swung in a dangerous cross toward Elian.

Elian, already a step ahead of his defender, charged into the box, leaping to meet the ball. His forehead connected cleanly, sending the ball screaming toward the bottom corner. The French goalkeeper dove at full stretch, his fingertips brushing the ball just enough to deflect it wide of the post.

The crowd roared as the referee signaled a corner. Myles jogged over to take it, raising an arm to indicate his target. The French defense, now visibly more cautious, packed the box, their eyes darting between the English attackers.

England Vs France