Thiago has nothing—no money, no connections, not even shoes.

Just raw talent, a dream, and a strange System only he can see.

From the streets of Rio to the world stage, this is the story of a boy who plays to survive—and fights to rise.

The first light of dawn painted the hotel room in muted blues and grays when Thiago opened his eyes. He lay still for several long moments, staring up at the ceiling—its bland beige surface marred by faint water stains and hairline cracks that branched like tiny rivers across plaster. Weak sunlight seeped through the half-closed blinds, casting slatted shadows that crept slowly across the carpet as morning deepened.


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