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After hitting the game-winner in the NCAA Finals, Michael Schmidt dies on the court—his heart finally giving out. But he wakes up in 2009, 14 years old, healthy… and 6'9".

Given a second chance and a Michael Jordan Template System, he must grind to unlock greatness—one percent at a time.

No heart condition. No excuses.
Just pure domination.

From high school gyms to NCAA arenas, he’s not here to follow Jordan’s path—
He’s here to surpass it.


Dont have an editor so i get AI to do it (only to fix grammer mistakes though)

Reborn to Dominate the NBA: The 6’9 Jordan System

The day after the Bayfront game, Michael's name wasn't just trending locally—it was everywhere.

Ballislife dropped a mixtape. SLAM posted a graphic: "Is THIS the best high school player in America?" ESPN ranked him #17 nationally overnight.

And he hadn't even played AAU yet.

[System Triggered: National Spotlight Tier I] [Progress: 13.48%]

He sat on the bleachers that afternoon, headphones on, watching his own film. Not the highlights. The mistakes.

Two lazy closeouts. One missed skip pass. A rotated screen he should've rejected.

Jamal sat beside him, biting into a protein bar.

"You see ESPN put your name next to Bronny's old rank?"

Michael didn't look up. "Means nothing if I stop working."

Jamal snorted. "You might be the most dramatic 14-year-old alive."

Michael cracked a smile. "I'm 15 now."

Official invite to the Jordan Rising Stars Camp.

One of the most exclusive showcases in the country. Held in April. Handpicked athletes.

Michael held the envelope for a long time.

Coach Alvarez stood behind him. "That's not just a camp. That's the start of the real game."

Michael nodded. "Then I'll be ready."

That weekend, the team traveled to another regional tournament.

Michael didn't dominate all of them—he commanded them.

First game: 24–10–6 Second game: 18–7–9 with 4 steals Third game: 32 points and the go-ahead dunk in OT

[Progress: 14.07%] [Skill Trait Boosted: Clutch Execution Tier I → Tier II]

Scouts swarmed the sidelines. Cameras never stopped.

The coach of a ranked program approached him afterward.

"We'd love to talk about a mid-season transfer. Get you some national TV exposure, real production value."

Michael shook his head. "I'm staying where I am."

The coach frowned. "You're making this harder than it needs to be."

By the end of the week, two major recruiting platforms had moved him into the top 10.

"This kid has MJ's footwork, T-Mac's size, and Luka's pace. What are we watching?"

Michael read it, then turned off his phone.

Because he already knew the answer.

They weren't watching Jordan. Or Kobe. Or LeBron.

They were watching Michael Schmidt.

Chapter 17 – National Noise