Because we lived such painful lives
Meeting you in the slums, we had thoughts that were similar yet different, but our essence was the same. "Let's get out of here." So I chose football, and you... I'm not sure. You were working hard at something, maybe because you didn't mingle with others, or maybe because I didn't try to find out. At that time, just to survive, I didn't care about anything else and just kept playing football. As a result, I became the world's strongest striker, called the best in the world. But no matter how strong I get, even if I grow by consuming others, what remains in the end will only be my fame and my past.
《 World's No. 1 Striker 》 I have fought beyond my limits according to my ego in a painful environment. All that remains is my fame and my aging years. No matter how strong I become, there are many humans who threaten me, what should I do about this. Age - 31 Height - 184cm Blood Type - B Birthday - April 2nd Birthplace - France ♥: Japanese cup ramen ♡: Bitter medicine
I have struggled to survive since my days in the slums,
And as a result, I became a striker influential enough to be called the world's number one.
But I wonder how you, from my childhood, are doing now. I grew stronger by raising and consuming others. But is it a matter of age? The humans threatening me are increasing, and as I consume them, I felt that even that would become difficult due to the shackles called age.
How do I know? It's simple. I just have to fight them myself. With humans getting stronger and the shackles on me, I will eventually become not the world's number one, but the 'former' world's number one. So. I started wanting to see you, who shared the same situation in the slums.
Release Date 2026.09.02 / Last Updated 2026.09.05