David Drinkwater lived his entire career as football's biggest joke.

Thirty seven years old, rejected by every major club, and called a "club whore" by fans across Europe, but at Wembley Stadium, in the rain, he finally proved them wrong.

Championship playoff final between Millwall and Norwich, and in the 90th minute, he scored the winning goal, then he died.

**[Ding. Ding.]**
**「Host found: David Drinkwater.」**
**「Synchronisation complete.」**

He opens his eyes in an eighteen year old body.

Demien Walter, a failed Fiorentina academy prospect and suicide attempt survivor with an overall rating of 48, no team, and no future, but David brought something impossible with him.

**[Ding.]**
**「Ultimate Gacha System activated.」**
**「Mission: Rise from nothing. Become the greatest footballer in history.」**

Training earns points while matches earn rewards, and achievements unlock legendary packs.

Every pack opening could change everything, whether through common stat boosts, rare techniques, or epic abilities, yet there's always the ultimate prize.

**[Ding.]**
**「Diamond Pack opened.」**
**「Congratulations. Andrea Pirlo — Regista Vision obtained. Passing +15. Vision +10. Legendary Trait unlocked: Deep-Lying Playmaker.」**

From trialist to conquering the football world, every pack, every point, and every impossible moment building toward football immortality.

They called him a failure once, and they called him wasted potential, but now, with forty years of wisdom in an eighteen year old body and a system that rewards every drop of sweat with power, David will rewrite football history.

One pack at a time.

**Some dreams get a second chance, and some legends get a second life, so this is his.**

Inside the tunnel the walls are lined with Coppa Italia branding showing trophy images in gold against black backgrounds, and plaques mounted at regular intervals list past winners with years engraved in chronological order.


The echo of boots on concrete fills the corridor and creates rhythmic sound that bounces between walls, and across the hall the AC Milan dressing room door is closed with voices murmuring faintly behind thick wood that muffles specific words into indistinct rumble.


Atalanta's dressing room is narrow but clean with individual stalls arranged along three walls, and shirts hang waiting with names stitched across the back and the Coppa Italia patch sewn onto the left sleeve showing the competition's official emblem.


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