Caster walked through the corridor listlessly.
’Adaptation my foot! He’s useless! How can you lose 2-8 and call it adaptation?! At the very least, lose 4-6, not 2-8! Caster’s an idiot!’
’He’s underserving of Stinger of War, bring back our real captain! Guys, let’s start a trend; bring back God Noah!’
’Bring back God Noah!’
’Bring back God Noah!’
’Bring back God Noah!’
As he walked, he could not help it, all the criticism online started flooding back into his head, pushing him into a ntal dilemma.
Caster clenched his fists tightly, he hated this.
From a young age, Caster was always hailed as being talented. He was always better than his peers, he was always good with tech, and his APM was always better than his mates.
All the praise, all the applause cumulated and ending up building a superiority complex in him which exploded after he entered the pro scene.
Every gar knew how hard it was to enter Warstar’s pro scene, but Caster did it, what other validation did he need than this that he was a genius?
He was a genius, he was destined to dominate the world, starting with the pro scene of Warstar RPG.
After 2 years in the pro scene, Caster realized that it was not as simple as he thought but at the sa ti, his ego still inflated because in those 2 years, he won the best young player of the Pro Alliance twice!
’I’m the best!’
’I just need ti, and experience!’
’With enough experience, I’ll be even better than God Noah, becoming the best player of England!’
He looked up to no one, only himself.
He believed in his own talent and potential, and he was confident enough that he would realize his full potential.
Sotis, his confidence could be so overbearing that it appears as arrogance but that was the kind of person that Caster was.
This was why when the offer ca from Cyber Squad days before last season’s Warstar RPG Champions League final that they wanted to sign him as God Noah’s heir, Caster didn’t hesitate.
’Hahaha!’
’Finally, what I deserve!’
’I never expected God Noah to retire now but this is definitely what I deserve, the best Avatar in all of Warstar!’
’The strongest, that is what I deserve!’
’With Stinger of War, I’ll beco invincible!’
’I’ll be unstoppable!’
’No one will be able to stop !’
Phoenix Rising may be in their purple reign now, but they were yet to eclipse Cyber Squad in history and achievents.
Cyber Squad was still the benchmark in England’s pro scene.
All these reasons was why Caster did not hesitate, signing the contract imdiately and fulfilling his destiny as God Noah’s heir.
From the next season, he won’t be known as Caster the rookie Combat Mage anymore, rather he would be known as God Gaster of Cyber Squad.
With this ntality, Caster trained, working hard to master controlling the God-level account, Stinger of War.
After everything, after all his hard work and expectations, Caster did not expect his first ga as a Cyber Squad player to go so badly.
This was why it affected him so much.
And the criticism now? It was tearing at his ego, ripping apart the very essence of who he was.
He clenched his fists tightly. "Foolish fans!"
"Bring back God Noah?!" He growled. "Fools!"
"You know nothing, clinging on to the past like simps who can’t move on from a girl, y’all are clung to past glory!"
"God Noah is retired!"
"It’s God Caster now!"
His eyes glead with uncertainty, then hate, then confusion.
"Just you wait!" He growled. "I’ll prove to you all that I’m better than God Noah, that I’m the best in the Pro Alliance now!"
"Just you wait..., no, no need to wait!"
"I’ll prove to you guys now that I’m better than that old man!"
Clenching his fists even tighter, he quickly located the stairs, climbing up to the players’ personal quarters where his room was as the captain of Cyber Squad.
The rooms of the players were all equipped with personal gaming gear, this was for their leisure to play the ga outside normal team training.
As Caster stord off, Isabella who already left the communal lounge after him noticed him.
"Caster?"
Caster didn’t even notice her, nor did he hear her voice.
Seeing that look on his face, Isabella was worried. ’Hope he’ll be fine’.
...
Caster’s mind was twisted with hate and confusion from the criticism.
Criticism..., he could not handle it.
Afterall, it was sothing strange and alien to him. All his life, he was used to people praising him and calling him a genius.
To suddenly co under criticism, he was not used to it.
Filled with hate and confusion due to the unfamiliar reaction from people and the feeling it incited in him, he decided to direct his hate towards the source of the criticism, God Noah- Lord Doom.
Caster was added to the pro player group 2 years ago after he joined the pro scene, but he was never really active in the group.
He did check the group chat occasionally though; this was how he knew that Lord Doom was God Noah from the conversation of the veteran pro players.
’Bastard! You’re already retired, what are you still doing in the ga?!’
’This was your plan all along, right?’
’You wanted to humiliate from the very beginning, I know, I always knew!’
’You’re bitter that I took your spot, so you want revenge!’
’It’s not my fault bastard, you’re old and weak now, of course a young and energetic heir is needed to control Stinger of War and continue the Battle God Avatar’s legacy!’
For the first ti in his life, Caster was experiencing a feel of inferiority complex towards Noah Harrington but he didn’t even realize it.
In his room, having locked himself in, Caster paid money to buy a level 40 11th server Combat Mage account, and with it he logged into the ga.
He spent even more money go purchase in-ga gold with which he purchased a tracking map.
With the map, he tracked a certain player.
[Target: Lord Doom]
[Target Location Found!]
Caster’s eyes glead with hate and anger. ’I’m coming for you Lord Doom!’
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