The rain finally stopped before sunrise.
But sohow—
the silence afterward felt even heavier.
Sean Nelson stood motionless beside his dormitory window.
Eyes fixed on the black car parked below the academy grounds.
Lucien Vale remained standing beside it calmly.
Still.
Patient.
Like a man waiting for destiny to fully awaken.
⚠ Psychological Pressure:
Persistent
Sean’s heartbeat stayed controlled externally.
But internally—
his thoughts were accelerating dangerously fast now.
Because everything he believed about football kept collapsing piece by piece.
The Football God System.
The Monarch Circle.
The hidden history.
The failed candidates.
And now—
the possibility that true Football Monarchs once existed long before modern football itself.
DING.
⚽ Football Monarch ntal State
Stability:
78%
Warning:
Excessive truth exposure may destabilize identity formation.
Sean stared silently at the notification.
Then slowly—
he asked the question that had been haunting him since the vision appeared.
"Why were they erased?"
The room remained silent for several seconds.
Then the system voice returned calmly.
"Fear."
Sean’s eyes narrowed imdiately.
"That’s not enough."
Another pause followed.
Then—
for the first ti—
the system responded with sothing deeper.
"Humanity admires greatness."
Pause.
"But it fears domination."
Cold realization settled into Sean’s chest instantly.
Because suddenly—
football history itself started looking different inside his mind.
The legendary players.
The isolated superstars.
The dia wars.
The political conflicts.
The sudden disappearances.
Maybe none of it had ever been random.
⚠ Historical Football Reinterpretation:
Deepening
The blue interface flickered softly again.
⚽ FIRST MONARCH FILE
Access Level:
Partial
A new image slowly ford before Sean’s eyes.
An old football stadium.
Packed crowds.
Primitive floodlights.
Thunderous atmosphere.
And standing at the center of it—
the sa shadowed figure from earlier.
This ti—
Sean saw more clearly.
Tall posture.
Calm body language.
Absolute control over the field around him.
But what disturbed Sean most...
was the crowd itself.
They weren’t rely cheering.
They were emotionally synchronized.
Every movent from the player shifted the stadium’s emotional energy unnaturally.
⚠ Monarch Influence Resonance:
Extre
Sean’s pulse slowed heavily.
Because deep down—
he finally understood the terrifying truth.
Football Monarchs didn’t only dominate matches.
They dominated emotional environnts themselves.
The vision shifted violently.
New scenes appeared rapidly.
Crowds rioting.
Executives arguing.
Newspapers attacking certain players relentlessly.
Fans obsessing over individual footballers beyond reason.
Then suddenly—
one sentence appeared repeatedly across multiple old headlines.
"NO PLAYER SHOULD EVER BECO BIGGER THAN THE GA."
Sean felt chills move down his spine.
Because that sentence explained everything.
The hidden pressure.
The control systems.
The institutional fear.
Football feared players it could no longer contain.
DING.
⚠ Core Historical Truth:
Unlocked
Before Sean could think further—
his phone vibrated sharply beside him.
Unknown Number.
Again.
Sean answered imdiately this ti.
"...Who are you?"
Soft static answered first.
Then—
the sa older voice returned calmly.
"You’ve started seeing too much."
Sean’s eyes sharpened instantly.
"You know about the system."
Silence.
Then the man laughed softly.
Not mockingly.
Tiredly.
"I know what it creates."
Sean’s pulse slowed.
"Who are you?"
Long pause.
Then the voice answered quietly:
"Soone who once reached the edge of becoming a Monarch."
Sean froze completely.
⚠ Forr Monarch Candidate Contact:
Confird
The voice continued calmly.
"Listen carefully."
Pause.
"Lucien Vale is dangerous."
Sean frowned imdiately.
"I already figured that out."
"No."
The man interrupted softly.
"You misunderstand."
Another pause.
"He doesn’t fear monsters."
Pause.
"He fears uncontrollable Monarchs."
That sentence hit Sean heavily.
Because suddenly—
Lucien’s behavior started making deeper sense.
The evaluations.
The psychological observation.
The obsession with balance.
Lucien wasn’t trying to create greatness recklessly.
He was trying to prevent disaster.
⚠ Monarch Circle Objective:
Reassessed
The voice continued quietly.
"The Circle split years ago."
Sean’s heartbeat slowed sharply.
Split?
"There are two ideologies now."
Pause.
"One side believes Monarchs should be controlled."
Another pause.
"The other believes Monarchs should never exist again."
Sean’s thoughts exploded instantly.
Because suddenly—
everything beca far more dangerous.
This wasn’t just football politics anymore.
This was a hidden war.
⚠ Hidden Football Conflict:
Confird
Sean lowered his voice instinctively.
"And Lucien?"
The answer ca imdiately.
"He’s trying to save football."
Sean frowned.
"From what?"
Long silence.
Then the voice answered softly.
"From people like you."
The call ended instantly afterward.
Sean stood frozen beside the window.
Rainwater still slid slowly across the glass outside.
And for the first ti—
fear genuinely touched him again.
Not fear of failure.
Not fear of pressure.
Fear of what he might eventually beco.
anwhile—
deep beneath the academy itself—
inside a restricted underground tactical chamber—
Lucien Vale stood before several massive digital screens silently.
Lucien Vale
The screens displayed Sean Nelson’s psychological evolution patterns in real ti.
Emotional stability.
Field influence.
Leadership pressure adaptation.
ntal acceleration.
Every graph was rising abnormally fast.
An older executive nearby finally spoke nervously.
"This rate of evolution is impossible."
Lucien remained calm.
"No."
Pause.
"It’s unprecedented."
Another executive stepped forward anxiously.
"We should stop this now before he fully stabilizes."
Lucien’s eyes sharpened instantly.
"And create another Elian Voss?"
Silence consud the room imdiately.
Because nobody had an answer to that.
Lucien finally looked back toward Sean’s evolving data quietly.
Then softly—
almost to himself—
he said:
"The problem isn’t whether Sean Nelson becos powerful."
Pause.
"The problem is..."
His expression darkened faintly.
"...whether football survives if he does."
Far away upstairs—
Sean suddenly received another system notification.
DING!
⚽ SPECIAL EVOLUTION EVENT APPROACHING
Requirent:
Emotional Core Stability
Failure Consequence:
Path Corruption Risk
Sean’s heartbeat slowed heavily again.
Because now—
he finally understood the hidden danger of the Football Monarch path completely.
Power itself wasn’t the greatest threat.
Losing himself while gaining it was.
And sowhere deep inside elite football—
people were already preparing for the day Sean Nelson either beca football’s greatest ruler...
or its greatest catastrophe.
END OF Chapter 62
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