David Drinkwater lived his entire career as football's biggest joke.

Thirty seven years old, rejected by every major club, and called a "club whore" by fans across Europe, but at Wembley Stadium, in the rain, he finally proved them wrong.

Championship playoff final between Millwall and Norwich, and in the 90th minute, he scored the winning goal, then he died.

**[Ding. Ding.]**
**「Host found: David Drinkwater.」**
**「Synchronisation complete.」**

He opens his eyes in an eighteen year old body.

Demien Walter, a failed Fiorentina academy prospect and suicide attempt survivor with an overall rating of 48, no team, and no future, but David brought something impossible with him.

**[Ding.]**
**「Ultimate Gacha System activated.」**
**「Mission: Rise from nothing. Become the greatest footballer in history.」**

Training earns points while matches earn rewards, and achievements unlock legendary packs.

Every pack opening could change everything, whether through common stat boosts, rare techniques, or epic abilities, yet there's always the ultimate prize.

**[Ding.]**
**「Diamond Pack opened.」**
**「Congratulations. Andrea Pirlo — Regista Vision obtained. Passing +15. Vision +10. Legendary Trait unlocked: Deep-Lying Playmaker.」**

From trialist to conquering the football world, every pack, every point, and every impossible moment building toward football immortality.

They called him a failure once, and they called him wasted potential, but now, with forty years of wisdom in an eighteen year old body and a system that rewards every drop of sweat with power, David will rewrite football history.

One pack at a time.

**Some dreams get a second chance, and some legends get a second life, so this is his.**

The apartment was too quiet without Luca shuffling around in the kitchen or the shower running or music playing from the other room, and the emptiness hit harder than he'd expected when he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling while accepting that seven months was a long time to live alone.


He sat up slowly and reached for his phone on the nightstand, and the screen lit up with notifications that made his chest tighten.


Luca: I know i've been to Portugal a lot of time but nah, Braga is so beautiful. 


Luca: Okay, i just confirmed my medical is tomorrow morning, wish me luck bro.


The message had come in three hours ago while Demien was still sleeping, and he typed back quickly without overthinking it.


Demien: Good luck brother. Destroy the Portuguese league


Chapter 121 - Chapter 117: Matchday Morning