Insanly Talented Player Novels & Stories

he said and exited the field to a corner where he sat and drank his usual coke. We started playing the match and It was easy to tell that these set of players just joined the team, they played like amateurs even though their legs were swift, they weren't thinking. I single handedly ended up scoring five goals before the coach blew the whistle and called it a day. "Come here everyone" I said to them and they all gathered around me. "You've tried and you played good, you have the moves and skills but you don't make use of what is up here" I said tapping my head.

" My laugh was self-deprecating. "Once you acclimatize to the city, you fall in love with the anonymity of it." But Kieran would never know. Incogintaurenity was something he'd never know again this lifetime. He was one of the tallest soccer players in the world. An Ashburn FC forward, renowned for his lethal penalty kicks and ruthless dribbling that had defenders stumbling over one another's feet as they attempted to cover him, he was, without doubt, the bane of every goalkeeper in the Premier League and the one mythological player every youngster in Europe and South America possessed a poster of on their bedroom wall.

Unless I manage to kill a demon with a special ability. In this world, every person has an ability called a talent. One can think of it as a sort of magical ability. My brother, Logan Winters, can run really fast. My mother, Emilia Winters, can pass through walls, while my dad, Ducal Winters, can turn his skin into steel. On the other hand, I have the talent of a siphoner - new talent and possibly the most powerful one there is.

He had read that some people become able to sense their Innate Talents because sensing one's own Innate Talents was always easier than sensing the Innate Talents of others, but only true geniuses or truly lucky ones could do it. If Golden were able to know about his Innate Talents at that moment, his possibilities of improving would be much higher than others because he only was six years old. Those four years of difference were very important. He was still lost in his thoughts when the system continued. [The Stats Menu can show the user data in numeric value to make them simple to understand.] Then the Stats Menu appeared in his mind. [Name: Golden Penny| Age: 6 (World's law protection)| Bo

The questions landed like bullets. One by one, the men around the table flinched. Jeff Sandler had built his empire by buying the best players in the world. Money had never mattered to him. Talent did. Results did. And right now, Vortex owns the most dominant professional e-sports player on the global stage. Yet whispers followed them everywhere. Some said his teams relied on illegal AI assistance. Others believed they were simply better than machines. But one name had begun to dominate every forum, every leaderboard, every rumor thread.

1) Mini Map ( N/A) Skills: Passive:- Intimidation ( Mid) Martial Arts ( High) Weapon Mastery ( High) Versatile Works ( High) Active:- Identify ( N/A) Special Traits: Calm Minded ( Possess abnormal control of own mental state even in a dire situation) Limitless physical growth ( Given due to inability to master Magic in Fantasma) Modern Man ( Possess advanced knowledge and social norms far surpassing any civilization on Fantasma) }} "…..high human?….why??..". I know and am sure that I'm a normal homo sapiens, But why am I labeled as High human?.

Monroe pulled Ken excitedly and gestured at a boy not more than one seventy five centimeters tall—unique platinum golden hair and dressed very fashionably. Roy too voluntarily glanced at the said guy. Taylor Shaman. Popularly known as the Pride of Amaryllis Poker Club. The youngest genius player to climb the rank list of world class players with exceptional talents. While there are people who try to humiliate Taylor but the count is more to those who respect him for his truthfulness. "Taylor becomes handsome every time I see him." Monroe sighed dramatically. "Yeah. Even I have to admit. His looks are..." Ken paused before exclaiming. "..good."

He silently whispered to them. "How ugly." He triumphantly walked up to the launchpad, bumping into whatever and whoever, not necessarily caring. His eyebrow raised upon skimming through the board, smirking as he took notice of the Battle Royale. There were an array of teams joining, all in teams of six; apart from one. A lone player, with stats higher than anyone could imagine, though Uriel reckoned he could beat those 'weak numbers' in a few days. They go by the name of 'Blue', which already had Uriel convinced that that person was a twelve year old.

she laughed and I thought in my mind, ‘No, it’s not fine to trap someone you bimbo. But I didn’t bother replying to her. Another young girl came up to me as she asked for a selfie, I get those requests quite often nowadays so I smiled and took a nice selfie with her. Then the main match bell rang and the game started. Ronan was a beast in the field and of course his supernatural abilities were an added bonus because no other player was able to compete with his strength. But I noted one thing for sure, that he doesn’t win his matches because of his supernatural abilities but he wins them because he is an extremely skilled player.

"Ah, damn it! It's dirtily fast. Is it lacking luck... I should have hit it earlier." Haneul Jang let out a snort inwardly. That it was a skill difference, not luck. Seeing the opponent batter swinging his bat big as if trying to become a hero through a single home run piece, Haneul Jang bit his lips firmly. Haneul Jang knew this batter through the past life's memory. An ill-fated player who entered the pros after pushing out talented colleagues through his parents' financial power and bribes, but eventually fell to hell through a skill lack and personality controversy. Whoosh! Pop!