2025-08-07, 04:09 AM - Word count:
Hatched from an egg in a rundown suburb of Birmingham, little Larv started life off rough. He was always the smallest, the weakest, the slowest guy around. He was picked on, bullied and often ignored. He had so much anger from all of this, constantly getting into trouble, until one day he found football. He was a natural goalie, his anger driving him to take the ball and stop anyone from getting past him. He would dodge, duck, dive and weave his way to stop those balls. He quickly got recognised by his local club and they took him in as a youth player. There he refined himself, hardened his mettle, and became a stout wall, unmoving, unable to be scored past. His anger turned into a hunger. To be better, to become the very best, like no one ever was. He would catch every ball kicked his way. Sometimes he failed, but he kept up, pushing to be better in the youth leagues. As he grew, and boy, did he grow, he got a bit more mobile, that hunger and anger turning into determination, a fierce glare in his eyes as he dared anyone to score past him. He finally got noticed by the SSL academy.
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