Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain - Chapter 118: She just wanted to facepalm at his decision-making (2)

Our MC dies from an accidental electrocution and ends up inhabiting the body of a young prince in another world, his new profession being the Necromancer he chose in the game he was playing before his untimely demise. However, things are not what they seem – including his own Necromancy skills!

That night, when a Kryptonian spacecraft with a baby fell on Mike Kent’s farm, when he decided to adopt the child, and the golden finger that traveled through was activated, he knew that his life was about to change.

Superman Clark Kent, Professor X Charles Kent, Magneto Eric Kent…

When he became the father of these people, the strongest family was born!

- Description from novelbuddy

Takahashi Hiro after committing suicide gets reincarnated into his younger self. A genius footballer from a young age, he loses all his footballing talent after a horrendous injury.

But despite that he perseveres through the odds and overcomes his tragedy. Finally when he could make his dream come true after getting scouted by a professional team, he faces yet another trouble.

Having lost his final hope of making alive, he takes his life by committing suicide.

But to his surprise, instead of dying he wakes up in his younger body. Having returned back to time, he again dreams of being the greatest footballer.

This time with the help of the system which allows him to copy talent of any footballer, will he make it as a pro? Will he be the G.O.A.T?

Notes: Characters in this story are fictional, The story might progress slowly, A huge emphasis has been paid to emotion of the characters, The story will not focus solely on football and system and it will focus equally on the lifestyle of the protagonist and the people closer to him.

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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”