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Chapter 4 - Chapter Three — ECLIPSE: The Birth of a Legend

The next morning, the world buzzed with whispers I'd already expected.

"Lyra's heiress is forming a team."

"Rumor says she's targeting ZGDX."

"Who does she think she is?"

I didn't bother answering.

Let them talk — noise fades. Results don't.

The elevator doors slid open to reveal the Lyra e-sports division — a gleaming space of glass walls, minimalist furniture, and cold, humming servers.

Rows of analysts looked up from their screens as I walked through, every step echoing against marble floors.

"Good morning, Miss Qin."

"Morning, Director."

"Ma'am, the scouting files you requested—"

I raised a hand lightly. "On the desk."

They scattered — efficient, well-trained. My kind of people.

On the center screen, a 3D holographic chart displayed every active player in the national league.

A red tag pulsed faintly on one name: Lao K (ZGDX).

The system remembered my last opponent.

My lips curved. "Not yet," I murmured, swiping past his profile. "We'll get there."

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I spent the rest of the day reviewing profiles. Not stars — no, they were already taken. I wanted the shadows. The players the world ignored.

A teenage prodigy banned for "toxicity."

A quiet girl who coded mods in secret cafés.

A strategist once blacklisted for "over-analyzing

By sunset, my list was complete.

Five names. Five pieces of a weapon no one would see coming.

I leaned back in my chair and looked at the city skyline — a reflection of power and chaos stitched together in light.

"Schedule the invites," I told my assistant. "Tonight."

> "Miss Qin, it's already past eight—"

"Good," I interrupted. "The best players don't sleep early."

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Three hours later

The private training arena on Lyra's 37th floor buzzed with low murmurs and curiosity.

Five players stood before me — some skeptical, some defiant, all talented.

The air carried that familiar scent of adrenaline and energy drinks.

"Welcome to ECLIPSE," I said, walking to the center. "You weren't chosen for reputation. You were chosen because you lost something — and you still came back."

They watched me in silence.

A tall, sharp-eyed boy — Ashen, my ADC — crossed his arms. "You're really funding this yourself? Everyone says rich girls don't last long in competition."

I smiled. "Then it's a good thing I'm not everyone."

Luna, the soft-spoken support, raised a brow. "And what's our goal?"

My gaze flicked to the massive digital display behind them. It showed ZGDX's logo — crimson and proud.

"Our goal," I said, "is to make them look up at us."

A hush. Then a spark. That was how belief began — quiet, then unstoppable.

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Later that night, I lingered alone in the darkened arena.

The screens glowed faintly, reflecting off the glass walls.

I logged into the game for the first time as ECLIPSE.Nyx.

New team tag. New legacy.

Seconds later, a message popped up.

> Lao K: So, you're recruiting. Word travels fast.

Nyx: You keeping tabs on me, Captain's shadow?

Lao K: Professional curiosity. You play differently from anyone I've faced.

Nyx: I could say the same about you.

Lao K: Rumor says the Lyra heiress is dangerous.

Nyx: Rumor says ZGDX is getting comfortable.

A pause.

> Lao K: Comfortable isn't the same as careless.

Nyx: We'll test that theory soon.

His reply came slower this time.

> Lao K: Can't wait.

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The next morning, I stepped into the national qualifier conference.

Reporters swarmed the stage, flashes snapping, microphones thrust forward.

The moment I appeared, the noise broke into chaos.

> "Miss Qin, is it true you created ECLIPSE to challenge ZGDX?"

"Are you using your company to manipulate the league?"

"Do you have a personal relationship with ZGDX's jungler, Lao K?"

That last question made me pause — just long enough to smile.

"I don't mix business with personal matters," I said smoothly, "but if ZGDX's jungler is worried, tell him to practice harder."

The crowd erupted.

Somewhere across the hall, near the ZGDX booth, a familiar pair of eyes met mine.

Cool. Focused. A hint of amusement flickering behind them.

Lao K.

He didn't smile. Neither did I.

But the air between us crackled — like two players who already knew the other's next move.

Game on.

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✨ End of Chapter 3 — "ECLIPSE: The Birth of a Legend"

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