Prologue
He was an energetic boy with a big dream he wish to achieve. A dream which seem so hard to realise when he looks at his family situation. Even while living in an improvished family, he could not afford a chance to neglige his ambition nor his passion for football. On the contrary, he used it as a fuel and motivation to improve and keep going forward.
His name is William Voltaire. His mom hoped that he would always be strong wherever and whenever he was. True to his mom wished, he was a strong boy. Not yet a man but if he could see his mom again he will show her he live a life as she wished him for.
You could call it bad luck but for him it was just a tragedy. He was what you called a ' hot prospect' in a football team. It simply means he was a young athlete who is not really integrated to the first team but he could have a chance to play for the first team. He was talented and the coach really had a high hope for him to be the future of the team. It is not often you see a talented young academy player in this club if you consider how low the club stature was.
Every nation has different numbers of divisions but in the nation he resided in, Wagren, as far as he know, it has more than 7 divisions. His current club was in the fourth division. It was not bad but it was not good either. Not every player always want to play in this division, especially him. His current aim is to be playing at least at the second division. Thats why, when he got a chance to be a subsitute in the league game against the weaker opponent, he intends to give his all and to not leave any regret.
It was not so often a young player like him got a chance like that. Deep down he know the club just want to ' showcassed' him to the ' big boys' so that they could see his potential and maybe if they are interested, they could make an offer for him thus rendering income to his current club which is currently deep in the financial crisis.
Deep down he know that he will be just given at least ten minutes of playing times but for him ten minutes is enough to give his all and hopefully impress the ' big boys'. Lo and behold, it was indeed what happened. Not long after the match ( the match end with 3-1 with his club winning), he could see the chairman swarmed and talked by many men in suits at the tunnel. He could not be more happy after seeing it.
After he showered and changed his clothes, he exited out of the changing room but to his surprise Señor Presidente was waiting for him outside. The fat belly and wrinkled on his face does not betray his drinking habbit nor his age. People said that he is a hard man to approach and he was a distant person but to him right now, he was just a kind old man he see whenever he visited the market with his late mother.
" Will, my boy! You really had a solid game back there. I thought we were playing againts the Rent boys for a moment" he said smiling while mocking our fiercest rival. ' Rent boys' just a name we gave them because they don't have yet a proper stadium for their club. Instead they were forced to rent the city's stadium for their home-match. The rivaleries was always there since the beginning considering they are the second club founded in the same city as us.
" Thank you, Señor. I already know the important of this match for us and I'm really glad to live up to your expectation ". Will replied while waving to the crowd where his father was. He needed him to be with him when he talked about his future. Sure enough, his father noticed him waving and went to him.
" Señor Presidente! I haven't talked to you since a longtime! How are you ?!" His father greeted Señor Presidente while nodding at him. Looking at his father face, smiling and proud while looking at him, he know his father also satisfied with his performance. When it comes to football, his father is hard to please. He always found a fault within each player. Sometime he said the pass was not weighted enough, sometime the timing was off or many other reason just to lecture him from other players mistakes. He was glad he played well today.
" What! We just talked last night aren't we?" Señor Presidente replied looking at his father with a confused face.
"W-W We never talked last night, maybe you are already senil oldman!" His father insisted while looking at him with stiff smile. " A-Anyway, i believed you had a news for us, Señor? " he continued.
" Yes indeed" The Chairman* replied suspiciously watching his father. " The Castilla Union* has made an offer but it was not enough to make me budge. You could expect more in the coming days. Don't be rushed!". Despite saying so, his twinkling eyes and his smirk did not escape both his and his father. Looking at the old man, he thought there were already bid placed but the old man does not want to to sell him yet because he want to ask more money from them.
" If you say so old man, I trust you to decide the best club for his future! " His father said, smiling. "Anyway, we must go home, the boy still has school tomorrow". His father added while tapping his shoulder demanding him to make haste.
" See you Señor, I hope for the good news soon", Will waved at the old man, following his father who already walk away.
" You can trust me, Will". The Chairman replied while waving back.
That day, the day which was supposed to be the happiest day for him, became a horrible day instead. Along the way home, they had an accident and he lost his father along with his dream to become a good footballer. He could not walk like a normal person anymore and his life fall to misery after that. Despite all that, he was a strong boy who never give up his dream and hope. Day after day he live a life full of hard work but he always dream to get a better life.
This is a story, his story. His rise through obstacles to the apex in football world.
AUTORENGEDANKEN 
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v1de *Castilla Union is a made up name. If by coincidence it is exist it is really just a coincidence.
This is my first story and I am just a beginner at writing. English is not my first language, corrections on the grammars and typos are much appreciated!
Thank you!
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