My system allows me to copy talents

Hiro had a stupefied look on his face while his mother had a worried look on her face as if she was on the verge of crying.

And as he finished his words, his mother’s moist eyes could no longer hold back her tears as it burst forth like collected water bursting from a dam after it’s collapse.

With eyes full of tears, she threw herself in Hiro’s arms and embraced him tightly.

Although she threw herself on his arms, she was careful enough not to hurt him.

For some instance, Hiro was dumbfounded by her sudden reaction. He couldn’t understand why she was acting like this.

“Finally…. you woke up. Sob!! Sob!! I… I… I… Was so worried…. About you…. Sob!! Sob!!” She wept like a child as she expressed her concerns while shuddering.

Only then did Hiro realised how much trouble he had caused her. While he was sleeping soundly, each and every moment she was suffocating from his worry.

At this moment, he no longer cared about his condition, he no longer cared about his inner age. He just wrapped his arms around her back as he started weeping himself as well.

“Sorry mom! Sob! Sob! I’m sorry for worrying you. Sob!! Sob!!”

While one expressing her worries and another apologising, both of them cried like kids as both of them held each other in their embrace.

The two of them remained in this state until their tears dried.

His father who had arrived at the room when they were still weeping like kids was touched upon seeing them in such state. Thus he left without saying anything, refusing to interrupt their touching moment.

**** **** .

Outside the window, little white flakes of snow while falling from the dark heaven seemed like it was dancing in the frigid air.

With no traces of sun or the blue sky, today’s sky was completely veiled by the dark snow clouds. However the view outside the window was still breathtaking to look at.

The building and the trees stood adorned with glistening white coats and their sharp edges was softened by the blanket of the snow.

Although relatively warm, Hiro who was watching the scene outside the window could feel the refreshing chill from the snow penetrating his body.

Just like the world outside the window, with the absence of his parents and hospital staffs, his room was completely silent.

At this moment while looking outside the window, his thoughts wandered to the moment where he learnt about the talent which was going to be forfeited.

[Since host has failed to complete the quest as a means of punishment your talent Roberto Carlos’s Freekick will be forfeited]

“Sigh!!”

Thinking about the moment where he lost one of his talent, Hiro let out a deep sigh and frowned his brows.

“At least it’s not other talents. Although it helped me a lot and combined with my another talent Ambipedal it’s lethality had increased even further, but at least it’s still better than losing other talents” murmured Hiro while weighing the pros and cons of losing the talent.

Although he was sad, he wasn’t devastated.

“However I did lose some stat points too. So it’s a little concerning. But I guess I should still be happy. I mean it could have been even worst if I had lost the talent Ambipedal or Passing Sense Of Kevin De Bruyne. If I had lost any of those two talent, my stats would have been reduced significantly.” Murmured Hiro sounding a bit thanful.

As mentioned by Hiro because he only lost his talent “Roberto Carlos’s Freekick” which was more like a skill given it’s uses, he was actually quite glad that the system didn’t take his other talents which would have been quite detrimental to his growth, considering he was soon going to participate in U-17 world cup which was going to be held in Indonesia.

If he could perform well in this tournament, not only will he be able to recuperate his losses, he could also advance one step even more closer to his dream.

Thinking about the world cup, his frowns suddenly disappeared as his eyes glowed with determination, “That’s right what has happened has happened. I can’t change the past but I can definitely change my future”

But just as he determinedly spoke about changing his future, the image of his older self sitting in the wheelchair flashed in his mind.

That dream was so vivid that remembering about it still gave him chills.

And as such a cold sweat ran down his spine as he imagined about his sickly older self sitting in the wheelchair, lamenting his life and thinking about giving his life.

‘This life will be different. I have attained many things which I couldn’t attain in my previous life. It will be different’ thought Hiro as he tried to console himself that his present life would be different.

Although he was thinking so, somewhere in his heart, he knew that he was still afraid about failure. He was afraid to see him in that same miserable situation.

He could even imagine his current image overlapping with his sickly older image.

Before now after regressing he hadn’t thought much about failure since he had been achieving success nonstop but right now as he laid in this hospital bed with his body wrapped in bandages, he was starting to think about failure.

Getting hospitalised had triggered his inner fears.

Currently his situation was like that of an eagle on the verge of it’s first death.

There’s a saying that says that eagle has two lives. Well obviously they only live once.

But as eagle approaches the age of 40, it’s once long and sharp beak, starts to bent, it’s long and flexible talons can no longer catch prey and it’s heavy wings starts to stick to their chest, making it difficult to fly.

Basically after 40, it starts heading to the death door.

One may assume that it’s because they’re approaching the end of their lifespan. But it’s not the case since their lifespan is about 70 years which is the longest among any other bird species.

So why would it approach it’s doom only after living half of it’s lifespan?

The reason is rather simple, it’s because the heaven don’t allow anything to thrive continuously without suffering.

Only after suffering will one be able to rise. There’s no success without suffering.

Great player’s spends thousands of hours in training, tormenting their body. Do they not feel pain? Do they not feel like giving up?

Who wouldn’t feel like giving up when the time get’s tougher?

Having been born as mortal, we all would want to give up at hard times. But what sets great people apart from normal people is that great personalities perseveres through tough times while normal ones will succumb to the tough times.

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