Become A Football Legend
Chapter 43: ProfiCamp(S.U.)

Chapter 43: ProfiCamp(S.U.)

He sat down by the bedside, as he watched his son sleep.

"I guess you’ve started getting curious about her. But I still don’t know if telling you would be the right thing to do. I don’t even think I can bear to tell you the truth about her.

When you find out, though, I hope you forgive me."

Just as the words left his mouth, Lukas stirred, nodding slightly — as if answering him in his sleep.

"Are you awake?"

"....."

There was no response to his question.

"It must have been a dream. I wonder what he’s dreaming about."

Lukas, however, wasn’t dreaming; he was burying balls in the back of the net.

He was at the LTC

A cross from an Abstract came from a cornerkick.

With several other Abstracts nudging and dragging him down, Lukas ran, broke away from their grip, leaped as high as he could, and met the ball cleanly.

The goalkeeping Abstract dived; he stood no chance.

The net bulged.

[Finishing Task Completed

Score 500 times. 500/500

Rewards:

Off. Awareness +1

Finishing +1

Header +1 ]

"Phew! Finally! All the attacking stats have hit their limit. I’m ready for today’s practice." Lukas fell on the floor as the Abstracts disappeared.

[*Yes you are. You’ve worked so hard and I’m so proud of you.*]

"Ewww. Stop that."

[*Stop what?*]

"Whatever it is you’re currently doing."

[*Why do I even bother being encouraging?*]

"I wonder. It’s not your style. Open Player Profile."

[ PROFILE – LUKAS BRANDT – FOOTBALLER

DATE OF BIRTH: 30/12/2008 (15)

HEIGHT: 177cm

WEIGHT: 62kg

CAREER STATUS: EINTRACHT FRANKFURT II

RATING: 81 (↑ 2)

PLAYER STATS:

ATTACK:

Off. Awareness: 80 (↑ 4)

Ball Control: 80

Dribbling: 80

Tight Possession: 80

Low Pass: 80

Lofted Pass: 80 (↑ 3)

Finishing: 80 (↑ 1)

Header: 80 (↑ 4)

Set-Piece: 80

Curl: 80 (↑ 1)

DEFENCE:

Def. Awareness: 71

Tackling: 68

Aggression: 67

Def. Engagement: 67

STRENGTH:

Speed: 80 (↑ 3)

Acceleration: 80 (↑ 4)

Kicking Power: 80 (↑ 2)

Jump: 80 (↑ 7)

Physical Contact: 80 (↑ 10)

Balance: 80 (↑ 8)

Stamina: 80 (↑ 2)

Note: Most stats at their limits. Must train to not regress.

↓ Expand]

It had taken Lukas four months to raise all his attacking and strength stats to 80. That’s about eight months because he spent 48 hours every time he entered the LTC, and he did not miss a single day of training.

A lot of that time was spent raising his strength stats which were highly lacking compared to his attack stats.

As Lukas stared at the stat window, he wondered, "Should I start increasing my defense stats now?"

After some thought, he decided against it, though, and chose to spend the next month learning as much dribbling, passing, and shooting skills as he could. At least until his birthday when his stat limit would be raised.

"TT, I wanna summon an Ego."

[*Which player?*]

"Wait, can you summon even retired players? Or must the player be active?"

[*Any footballer who has ever played in a professional match in any time period.*]

"Wow that is kinda impressive. I want to summon Mesut Ozil."

[ Mesut Ozil

Retired

Owned Skills:

No-Look Passes. Level 5/5

Disguised Through Balls. Level 5/5

Outside Foot Flicks. Level 5/5

Drag-back and Turn. Level 5/5

Chipped Finishes. Level 5/5

Ozil Bounce. Level 5/5

Please select a skill to train. ]

"Can I select multiple skills to train?"

[*Yes. Just remember you won’t be able to do any other training until all the skills you picked reach the level you selected.*]

"Niceeee," Lukas said as he jokingly rubbed his hands together and licked his lips like he was about to have dinner.

* * *

As the Javi’s car door clicked shut behind him, Lukas stepped onto the pavement and stared at the entrance to Eintracht Frankfurt’s ProfiCamp.

The sleek, modern building stood proudly before him, its glass facade reflecting the muted Frankfurt sky.

Above the automatic sliding doors, bold silver letters read "Im Herzen von Europa 1", and just beside the entrance, a majestic stone eagle stood poised on its pedestal, wings outstretched as if guarding the home of legends.

He took a breath and stood still, eyes fixed on the doors before him. This wasn’t just a training ground. It was the gateway to dreams, the place where talent was sharpened into greatness — and he had just arrived.

"Hey Lukas, Javi, you’re here," Marco greeted as he walked to them and they shook hands.

Javi had informed Marco before they arrived at the complex, so he was already waiting for them at the entrance when they arrived.

"This is Xaver Zembrod, an assistant coach," Marco introduced the middle aged man who was with him.

"Lukas Brandt, nice to finally meet you."

"I’ll be in your care, coach."

After the pleasantries, Zembrod led them into the facility.

The ProfiCamp, spanning more than 11000 square meters, was the engine of the machine known to the world as Eintracht Frankfurt football club.

It contained all training facilities for the men’s and women’s first teams, all staff offices, and accomodations — for both staff and players.

Having only opened in late 2021, the design was state-of-the-art, with everything the club needs to run effectively located in this area. It made the club easier to manage both financially and logistically.

Javi seemed even more enamored with the place than Lukas as they walked into the building.

After clearing security, he had to stop himself from acting in an embarrassing manner when he saw Hugo Ekitike coming down the stairs with his training kit on.

"He’s way taller than he looks on screen."

Hugo waved to coach Zembrod as he headed to the training ground.

"Follow me, I will show you the locker room, a kit has already been prepared for you, change and meet us at the training ground. Coach Dino is waiting for you," coach Zembrod said to Lukas as he directed him to the locker room.

"You can do it, Luke. I’ll be rooting for you!" Javi screamed, prompting Lukas to walk even faster.

"Look at him. He’s just shy," he added.

"Javi, wanna take a look around? I know this place like the back of my hand. Let me show you around," Marco offered.

Javi was more than happy to oblige as they walked off to the opposite direction Lukas and Zembrod had gone to.

The locker room was almost empty as Lukas stepped in.

He stood just at the entrance as he looked at the only person in the room.

A white kid, in his early 20s, with short blonde hair. He was sitting on the bench inside the room adjusting his boots, presumably gearing up for training. He had on an Airpods Max and was tapping his left foot to a tune while fixing his right boot.

Lukas spotted the kit that had been assigned to him as Zembrod said, and moved towards them.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The boy asked.

He was startled by the movement, looked up and saw a face he didn’t recognize.

"Hello, I’m Lukas Brandt. I play with the reserve team.Coach Dino invited me to train," Lukas responded as he walked over to the boy and stretched his hand for a handshake.

"Lukas Brandt? The reserve team?" The boy said as he removed his headphones. "It’s nice to meet you, I’m Hugo Larsson."

Hugo took Lukas’s hand as they exchanged greetings.

"I know.. I’ve watched you play a lot."

"Since you play for the reserves, I’m guessing you guys must have used some of our game footage for tactical training."

"Yes, exactly."

"Plus I’ve seen you play a lot in my previous life."

A/N: GT Chapter. Thank you guys so much. Special thanks to MassyafAssassin who decided to force me write one more Chapter before sleeping today by sending 7 GTs. This is a problem I’ll gladly have all day. Thank you so much.

Oliver27, Maxi_Herrera, Moudassir_Ali, Patrick_Djan, moped1244, Samuel_Monnier, and VisneAnt, are the others who contributed to this Chapter.

Official Chapter for Jul 23rd would be released a bit later than usual, but still sometime in the next 20 hours.

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-Writ