Three Years as an Internet Cafe Manager, Yet My God-Tier Identity Remains Hidden

Three years ago, he was the prodigy God who reached the top the moment he debuted. But on the night of the finals, his most trusted brother betrayed him, had both his hands crippled, and sent him tumbling from the heights of glory into obscurity. Three years later, he's just a minor internet cafe attendant whose fingers tremble on rainy days. His former brother has been crowned king and rules the league. Everyone thinks he's washed up. But when he uses a brand-new ID to return to the stage and save the last place he can call home... That godlike foresight, that instinctive, unpredictable playstyle that makes every champion tremble, reminds the entire league of the terror of being under his control! This time, I won't just reclaim the championship. I'll tear down that false throne with my own hands and stand before him to ask: Are you comfortable sitting in my place?