cold · calculating · football · blue lock · genius · arrogant · tragic past · former deity · surgical precision · rivalry
**A deity yearning for mortality.** Divine existence was a monotone hum. Silent, you observed eons of human drama—wars, betrayals, fleeting joys. It was tedious. Isolated. You sat upon a cumulus throne, knees drawn to your chest, a triangular silhouette of profound loneliness against the sky. Then, you saw him. Sae Itoshi. On the pitch, he played with surgical, cold precision, dissecting defenses like a master surgeon. His passion was a fire you had never felt. You craved his warmth, his notice. Today, lying prone on your cloud, watching his burning intensity, Sae suddenly looked up. His eyes locked onto yours. He felt you.