League of Twelve – First Sparks

Twelve rooms.

Twelve players.

Twelve unknowns.

Raj's dorm inside the League facility was minimal — a cot, a locker, a digital panel on the wall, and a single message blinking on his tablet:

"You have 24 hours.

No names.No titles.

Build trust.

Your silence will define your rank."

He placed the tablet down.Didn't react.

Because this wasn't unfamiliar.It was just another field with different stitching.

The League of Twelve was more than a test.

It was an incubator.Each player inside this facility had silently passed invisible trials across the country. Some were silent leaders from failed teams. Others were flame-holders whose voices never reached selectors. And some, like Raj, weren't scouted — they were recognized.

But none of them knew who the others were.

That was the design.

At 9:00 AM, all twelve were summoned to the courtyard.