Jaylon and his system are on the field getting ready for kick off. Roman walked up to Jaylon and tapped him.
"Where's Sakura?"
"He's not needed because you're about to be destroyed."
Roman tilts her head and walks away.
"Okay."
The kickoff starts and Jaylon starts dribbling but Roman immediately steals the ball. Dribbling past the entire defense, everybody looks in disbelief. The crowd laughs as Michael slides in. But Roman gets past him almost immediately and Valeri steals the ball. Valeri passes to Jaylon and he passes it straight to Michael. But he sees it all.
A player with blonde hair and brown eyes slams into Jaylon. He had a tear drop tattoo on his face, and a clock tattoo on his right hand, and an hourglass tattoo on his left hand.
"Using the midfielder as a decoy. How boring."
Jaylon immediately uses his good off the ball movement to try to get away. Michael tries to pass but he gets the ball taken away from him before Jaylon could get open. Roman turns back and looks at the unappreciated midfielder.
"He's not good in 1 on 1 situations. Such a bad weakness."
Valeri immediately steals the ball and his golden eyes shine with annoyance.
"You're so garbage, Jaylon."
He charges forward and looks towards Michael who is getting guarded by the player with blonde hair. So Valeri readies himself as he quickly shifts gears. He dribbles past every defender in order to get to half field. But meets someone different, he wasn't a member of the God's Chosen 11 but held the same aura.
Everyone looked in shock as it was said that this player was injured. It was…Sol Valdolí. His black hair had a blue patch in the back and dark black eyes. His ear piercings shined as the lights bounced off of them. His canine grillz also shone as he smiled at our star.
"I look at you and see no weaknesses, only strengths. And I love that."
Valeri dribbles past him but he chases after him.
"What if you never touched the ball for the rest of the game? That would be cool right?"
Valeri ignores him and continues to charge forward.
"Shoot it! Shoot it! I wanna see how you shoot the ball!"
Valeri shoots the ball and it's immediately blocked by the pink-haired boy from before. He slowly stood up and stared at the star.
"Hey, my name is Igor Malice."
The boy with the tear drop tattoo tapped on Valeri's shoulder.
"My name's Flugel Eventus."
Valeri looked back at Flugel and scoffed.
"Why are you telling me your name like I'm gonna care?"
Roman walked to Jaylon and pointed at his head.
"You're such a trash singular striker, it's amazing that they centered a whole formation around you."
Michael got ready for the corner kick and kicked the ball full force. But Igor quickly kicked the ball away, it went straight to Sol who painted the whole field in gold and white.
"Is this how you do it Valeri?"
He dribbled past the whole team and came 1 on 1 with Jaylon. Valeri slammed into Sol but he passed to Flugel. Flugel immediately passes to Roman. The field gets consumed by darkness as Roman comes 1 on 1 with Jaylon.
"Let me show you how garbage you are."
He does scissors and dashes past Jaylon. Jaylon slides tackles but Roman nutmegs him as he falls to the ground, and hops over him. Jaylon looked up in fear as Roman dribbled past every defender. Leaving a black trail with rats crawling out. Roman gets ready to shoot the ball. And the crowd laughed as Michael came sliding in, Roman feints and stares into the goal.
Jaylon charges at him but Roman slowly dribbles in front of him.
"Hey, is it okay if I show the world what makes you so garbage? I'm gonna do it, okay?"
He nutmegs Jaylon and shoots the ball into the back of the net. He doesn't react and gets ready for kick off. Jaylon on the other hand tries to think of a plan. He passes to Michael and immediately starts running near his teammates so Roman can't keep up with him.
Roman has no reaction as Michael smiles and tries to pass to Jaylon but is immediately intercepted by Flugel.
"Ordinary."
Michael pauses as Flugel passes to Roman and he dribbles past the whole defense. Jaylon runs at Roman with desperation but when he slides down trying to stop Roman from shooting, Roman stomps on the ball. Jaylon shivers as black aura begins to manifest from Roman's body.
"Get off the fucking field. You're wasting my time."
Instead of scoring he kicks the ball to the other side of the field and looks down at Jaylon.
"You're not even worth the energy."
Roman points at the bench as the stars begin to manifest in his vast cosmos.
"Bring out The Reaper or else I'm subbing out."
Jaylon gets covered in the dark abyss. And finally, he experiences death.