"How I like my footballers," Leo whispered, realizing the title wasn't a gallery of stars. It was a mirror. A final dialogue box popped up:

The player’s height matched his late father’s. The aggressive playstyle was a mirror of Leo’s own failed youth career before the knee injury. The "loyalty" manifested as a crest on the digital jersey—the logo of the tiny club Leo worked for now.

"To build the great, you must sacrifice the conventional. This is not a list. It is a lens."