The EOS training grounds were no longer a battleground. The war had ended. The victors had been chosen. Now, it was time for them to step into the real world—the World Soccer League (WSL).
One by one, the players left for their respective clubs, heading to the nations where they would begin their professional careers. There was no special send-off, no ceremony. EOS was done with them.
Each player was now on their own.
For Renji Kurogami, this was exactly what he wanted.
Departure: No Private Jet, Just Reality
Unlike the usual treatment of young stars in elite academies, EOS players weren't flown out in luxury.
They were given commercial flights.
"Tch… figures." Renji smirked as he stepped onto the plane. EOS was ruthless until the end. They had given him the platform, now it was his job to prove himself.
But even in an ordinary airport, EOS's impact was already visible.
__
As Renji walked through the terminal, he noticed a group of young kids staring at him. They whispered to each other, pointing at him, eyes wide with excitement.
"O-Oi… isn't that Renji Kurogami?!"
"No way! The guy who got the highest bid in the EOS Auction?!"
"Catalonia Titans paid over 100 million for him!"
Renji kept walking, but he smirked.
This was just the beginning. Soon, the entire world would know his name.
Other EOS players were also getting recognized.
A little further away, Kazuya Mori walked toward his gate, his expression stone-cold. He could hear murmurs—people recognizing his face, talking about his move to Bavaria Storm.
But unlike Renji, he wasn't pleased. His frustration from the auction was still burning inside him. He wouldn't let Renji outshine him.
"I'll make them regret not making me No.1."
__
After a long flight, Renji finally landed in Spain, Barcelona.
The air smelled different. The streets were filled with life. And in the distance, he saw it—the training grounds of Catalonia Titans.
He wasn't just in a club. He was in a football empire.
But before he could take it all in—
A voice cut through the air.
"Renji Kurogami."
A cold, commanding tone.
Renji turned, and standing before him was a man with sharp, piercing eyes, dressed in a sleek black suit. His presence alone was suffocating.
Hector Valdés.
The legendary manager of Catalonia Titans.
A ruthless tactician. A coach known for breaking players and rebuilding them into monsters.
He had shaped countless Ballon d'Or winners. And now, he would be the one in charge of Renji's future.
__
As Renji walked into the training facility, he saw them—his new teammates.
Superstars. Egoists.
Among them, one player caught his eye.
A man with golden hair, a relaxed stance, and an aura of absolute confidence.
Renji's eyes widened slightly.
"No way…"
Ezio Montiero.
His favorite player.
A world-class forward from Portugal, one of the most egoistic players in the world.
A player who played for no one but himself.
Renji clenched his fists, excitement surging through him.
"This is it. This is where I prove myself."
In three weeks, the WSL would begin.
And Renji Kurogami would announce himself to the world.
To be continue.....