บท 56: The Fall of the King
The roar of the crowd was deafening. Lights flashed in every corner of the grand arena, their dazzling display a testament to the magnitude of the moment. Ye Xiu's eyes were locked onto the screen in front of him, his fingers dancing across the keyboard with practiced precision. The final match of the tournament was reaching its climax, and the stakes couldn't be higher.
Ye Xiu, known to fans as "God" for his unparalleled skills in the world of online gaming, was in the midst of what was likely to be his final game with his team, Happy. His character, the "One Autumn Leaf," was in a desperate battle against the opposing team's top players. The tension was palpable, and every movement and every decision was crucial.
"Push forward! We can't let them gain ground now!" Ye Xiu's voice was calm, his command slicing through the chaos of the battlefield. His team responded with synchronized precision, their characters executing complex maneuvers that showcased their cohesion and skill.
As the final moments ticked away, Happy's victory seemed within reach. But then, an unexpected lag hit, disrupting the flow of the game. The screen flickered, and the crowd gasped. Ye Xiu's eyes narrowed. He knew this wasn't just a technical issue; it was a sign of what was to come.
The match ended, and Happy fell short. The arena erupted in a mix of cheers and disappointed sighs. Ye Xiu's heart sank. This wasn't just a loss in a game; it was the end of an era.
Back in the locker room, the atmosphere was somber. The team's manager, a stern-faced woman named Liu Zhen, approached Ye Xiu with a grim expression. "Ye Xiu, we need to talk," she said, her voice steady but filled with an underlying tone of finality.
Ye Xiu followed her to a quieter corner. He could feel the weight of the team's defeat pressing down on him. "What's this about?" he asked, trying to keep his voice neutral.
"We've received notice from the board," Liu Zhen began, her gaze unwavering. "Due to the recent performance issues and the internal conflicts, they've decided it's time for a change. You're being released from your contract."
The words hit Ye Xiu like a punch to the gut. His mind raced as he tried to process the information. "You're saying I'm out?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Liu Zhen nodded. "I'm afraid so. They want to take the team in a different direction. It's out of my hands."
Ye Xiu took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. This wasn't the way he had envisioned ending his career. The thought of walking away from the game he loved and from the team he had helped build was almost too much to bear.
That night, Ye Xiu sat alone in his apartment, the once-vibrant world of gaming now feeling distant and cold. He stared at his computer screen, now a blank canvas, the familiar interface of the game staring back at him. The weight of his forced retirement pressed heavily on his shoulders. He knew he had to make a decision, but the path ahead was shrouded in uncertainty.
The next morning, Ye Xiu made his choice. He logged out of his professional account for the last time, the familiar "Goodbye" message flashing briefly before disappearing. With a heavy heart, he packed up his gear and left the world of professional gaming behind.
Ye Xiu found himself at a small, unremarkable internet cafe in a quiet part of town. The place was a far cry from the glamorous esports arenas he was used to. The dim lighting and the hum of old computers filled the air. It was a humble beginning, but it was a start.
He took a deep breath and sat down at one of the worn-out computer desks. As he set up his equipment, he was approached by the cafe's owner, a middle-aged man with a friendly smile. "New here?" the owner asked.
Ye Xiu nodded. "I'm just looking for a place to get some gaming in."
"Welcome then," the owner said, handing him a membership card. "You can call me Mr. Wang. If you need anything, just let me know."
As Ye Xiu settled into his new routine, he couldn't shake the feeling of being out of place. The games he played now were far less competitive, and the stakes were lower. But even in this unassuming environment, he found a glimmer of hope. The passion he once had for the game was still there, buried beneath the layers of disappointment.
In the quiet moments between games, Ye Xiu found himself reflecting on his career. He thought about the victories, the defeats, and the path that had led him here. There were rumors of new updates and tournaments on the horizon, whispers of a game that might reignite his passion.
Ye Xiu knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in his life. He was no longer the superstar he once was, but the fire within him still burned brightly. As he looked out over the rows of computers, he felt a renewed sense of determination.
He would rise again. It was only a matter of time.
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