The national prince charming took first place again - Chapter 178

A Naruto fanfic where the MC is not an orphan and he does not chase after every single girl in the elemental nations (#NO-HAREM CLUB). What more could you want?~~~SYNOPSIS~~~When a popup appeared on Jacob's screen while he was playing Minecraft to fill out the transmigration form, he didn't expect it would actually happen because if he knew, he would've definitely not requested any random system as his cheat.~What to expect~# A protagonist who is not an orphan# NO-HAREM (No romance either at least till the point I've written.)# Even though he has a system, he wouldn't become op anytime soon so there would be lots and lots of training# Other characters won't be idiots to make the mc look smart~What not to expect~# HAREM# Cold emotionless mc# Immediate plot derailment

In a world that only hears shouts, his silence is a weapon.Orphaned and mute, Mateo Álvarez communicates through the beautiful game.After a tragic accident steals his voice, it grants him something else: an extraordinary ability to see the flow of play before it happens, a gift he calls The System.On the pitch, he is a prodigy, a conductor of silent symphonies, reading the game with a genius that leaves scouts and legends in awe.His talent earns him a destiny at FC Barcelona’s famed La Masia academy.Under the wing of mentors like Pep Guardiola and Lionel Messi, Mateo flourishes, his dream of one day representing Spain on the world stage feeling closer than ever. He becomes their golden boy, a symbol of pure footballing intellect, and the heart of a new generation.But when the club’s soul is traded for corporate interests, Mateo’s greatest strength is recast as a liability. To the new board, a star who cannot speak is a star who cannot sell. Betrayed by the institution he called home, the boy who dreamed in goals is cast out at sixteen, his future shattered.Now, Mateo must journey beyond the only home he’s ever known. Armed only with his preternatural gift and a resilience forged in silence, he must find a new team willing to listen not to his voice, but to his vision.His quest is no longer just for club glory, but to prove a devastating truth to those who discarded him: that the most powerful language in football isn’t spoken at all.The Silent Symphony is an unforgettable underdog story about the corruption of dreams, the beauty of resilience, and the unspoken bonds that define us. It's a journey across the fierce landscapes of European football to reclaim a stolen destiny, one perfect pass at a time.

Ash Crowner was your ordinary college student with little to nothing going on for him.He lives a carefree life with no worry for what is to come. But theres one thing he lives by: PAYBACK.He always gives back what he’s given, either twice as hard, or hotter than hell.However, his life takes a dark turn when he is lured to a secluded spot by his peers, leading to his tragic death.But they say where one thing ends, another begins.The curtains didn’t close there for Ash. He was judged and transmigrated into the most hated man in another world.A young king reviled by all. A man disgraced, hated by his wives, and ignored by his court.With an enigmatic system by his side, Ash now has to live a whole new life as someone else, all while kept on a leash by the higher powers—the judges, that dragged him into this new world.He has to earn his due respect, rebuild his image, and also unlock the mysteries surrounding him, including the unexplained death of the young king he transmigrated into.But among the many things he’s set on doing, two stand above the rest: repaying the suffering inflicted on him by the judges who brought him here, and avenging the untimely death caused by his peers in his previous life.Follow Ash as he claws his way from disgrace to glory, in a world where second chances come at a deadly price.

A door unfolded before him.Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within.The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear.The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests.They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party.Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering.He had no reason to refuse.