One moment, he was leading a fleet to wipe out an alien invasion.
The next, he was chasing a spherical object across a patch of grass.
A line of text suddenly appeared in his mind:
"You must score a goal in every match to obtain the fragments of energy left inside the football, which originally belonged to you. Once your power is fully restored, you can return to your own body and planet."
And so began the alien general's career as a professional player.
After every goal, he would use every trick he could think of to take the ball away. That's how he earned the nickname "Cheapskate."
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If any of the following causes you distress, leaves you with a numb tongue, clouds your mind, twists your mouth or eyes, gives you brain overload, makes you attack indiscriminately, or makes you want to challenge the heavens... the author accepts no responsibility for any discomfort. Please click the X and leave immediately!
1. This story is seme-focused.
2. The pairing in this story is a bowl of tofu.
3. This story has an original male protagonist.
4. This story is set in a semi-imaginary world.
5. The author is sensitive.
6. The author is a slow starter.
7. More to come... (I'll add more after reading everyone's comments.)
Author: lamborghini
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