[Football] God's Monster

Cascota-Silver, a competitor who can stride into heaven openly, with arrogance and coldness, is a story that shatters most of football's usual narratives.

Pure wish fulfillment, with the golden finger turned up to the max, no System, and the story begins in 2003.

A special note: this is an extremely, extremely, extremely indulgent power fantasy, and without a System, the protagonist's talent and abilities are pushed to an invincible level. If that bothers you, don't read it!!! It may offend a lot of football fans and fans of particular players!!! Anyone with a heart and soul should absolutely stay away!!! So far, it has managed to send Arsenal fans, fans of Real Madrid's first Galacticos era, Inter Milan fans, and Dynamo Kyiv fans flying. If you still want to give it a try, I suggest carefully reading the following "Warnings Before Reading."

Warnings Before Reading: This was moved back from Yangshitiao. Moved! Back! From there! It wasn't made up out of thin air! Even though the story was deleted from Yangshitiao, it still has an update record on LFT!!! Do not make baseless accusations that it was generated by AI!!! It wasn't made up out of thin air; there are update records on other platforms, thank you. :(

I watch matches, but I don't know many football stars. Mostly, I just want to have fun. Sometimes I understand what I'm watching, sometimes I don't, and usually I need to watch the whole match before I figure out what happened. So this isn't a serious match-by-match story.

The characters will inevitably be out of character. I don't welcome nitpicking over details. I'll do my best to keep things close to reality, and if you spot a problem, I hope you'll point it out or remind me politely.

Updates are irregular. I'm mostly writing this to indulge myself and satisfy my own cravings, and the plot may not even connect from one part to the next.

A special note: this is an extremely, extremely, extremely indulgent power fantasy, and without a System, the protagonist's talent and abilities are pushed to an invincible level. If that bothers you, don't read it!!! It may offend a lot of football fans and fans of particular players!!! Anyone with a heart and soul should absolutely stay away!!!

Warnings!!!! Here they are:

1. The protagonist is a short-tempered, mixed-race midfielder who will choose to play for Italy at international level. Yes, that Italy.

Sometimes his temper turns bad for no reason, and sometimes his bad temper turns good for no reason. He's simply a moody big cat.

2. He's neither gay nor straight, and there's no selfcest. He simply doesn't date. He's a bad-tempered flirt who teases his teammates, sometimes luring them into an ambiguous moment, then slapping them away. Not a literal slap.

3. The golden finger is very powerful!!!

There will be moments when he could score himself, but instead he insists on not hogging the ball. Can't get it to go in? Then let's try again. I'll keep feeding you the ball until you score.

Sometimes, when that really doesn't work, he'll take matters into his own hands. After the match, he'll start dealing with the forwards who forgot to bring their shooting boots to the stadium.

4. I'll do my best to learn the relevant information, but I only know basic facts and a few major events, and my brain hasn't retained much. There will be all kinds of mistakes and omissions. If that bothers you, you can point them out, but I won't accept condescending criticism or abuse. I'm writing this for myself and not making money from it. I'm posting it in the hope that other writers will share their own self-indulgent stories too, so I'll have something to read.

5. This is purely for fun, and for a little almost-but-not-quite teammate intimacy. There won't be a genuine romance plot, and no one will get together. But there won't be any male-male flirtation while someone has a girlfriend, either. Either the girlfriend gets ditched, or it's pure friendship. The passion is all on the pitch; off the pitch, they remain no more than colleagues and friends. What I'm after is that authentic football CP vibe, something that feels real and unreal at the same time.

6. All tactics, formations, lineups, and match times are either what I remember or what Baidu and AI provide. When the information or details are incomplete, I'll have to change things or gloss over them. If you want serious match writing, turn back now. There's a very good chance I'll run you over. However, there won't be a plot where the protagonist is the only good player on the entire team. Team spirit is the whole point. Just look at Portugal: no matter how good one person is, they can't carry an entire team, and even when they do, it can be hard to get any further.

7. Fans of particular players or teams should absolutely not read this, because when I can't find information, I'll just make things up. I may also hurt the feelings of some players, clubs, and national teams very, very, very badly. I'm not charging money, so if you can't stomach it, please just click the X. Don't curse me out.

Premise: Pure wish fulfillment.