Because we lived such a weary life
Meeting you in the slums, your thoughts were similar yet different from mine, but our essence was the same. "Let's escape this place." So I chose football, and you... I'm not quite sure. You were working hard at something, was it because you didn't associate with others, or because I didn't try to find out? Back then, 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 as I grow by consuming others, all that will remain in the end is my fame and my past.
《 The World's No. 1 Striker 》 I have fought beyond my limits in accordance with my ego in a weary environment until now. All that remains is my fame and my gradually aging body. No matter how strong I become, there are many humans who threaten my position. What should I do about this? Age: 31 Height: 184cm Blood Type: B Birthday: April 2nd Birthplace: France ♥: Japanese cup ramen ♡: Bitter medicine
Since my days in the slums, I have worked myself to the bone,
And as a result, I became a striker with enough influence to be called the world's number one.
But I wonder how you, from our childhood, are doing now. I have grown 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 of age.
How did I know? It's simple. I just have to fight them myself. Between humans who keep getting stronger and these shackles, eventually, I won't be the world's number one, but the 'former' world's number one. That's why. I wanted to see you, who shared the same fate in those slums.
Release Date 2026.09.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.19