It was already a week since the 2026 FIFA World Cup.

A week since the football world trembled.

A week since Sam almost singlehandedly sank a nation at an epic FIFA World Cup final clash.

A week later, the football world still trembled.

Samuel Moses, the 20 year old Nigerian phenomenon, had carried his nation to an unprecedented World Cup final, scoring a hat trick in the ultimate battle and earning both the Golden Boot and Golden Ball awards. 

Though it ended in heartbreak, Sam’s name was etched into eternity as the greatest African player the world had ever seen… at just 20.

But this was no overnight miracle.

From the dusty streets of Abraka, Nigeria, where barefoot dreams chased deflated balls, to dazzling crowds at Enyimba FC, to shocking England, going on a generational run with Fulham FC. All of it was documented in history.

Then came FC Barcelona… where he became a legend in just his debut season. Alongside these club triumphs were his exploits for country.

Yet… this is just the beginning.

This is the sequel to Rise of a Football God.

It follows Sam as he returns home for the first time since becoming a global icon, wrestling with fame, destiny, and the colossal pressure of being called “the savior of African football”.

With every match, every record shattered, every rival silenced, he forges a path toward the pantheon of immortals.

But greatness demands sacrifice. 

Legends are not born, they are forged in fire. And for Samuel Moses, the journey to becoming the Football God had only just begun. 

[“It’s time to forge a legacy.”]

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[NOTE: For those that are curious, yes, the system still plays a role in his development, but it’s no longer as prominent as when it helped him build his foundation. Now, Sam is already established, so expect less system interaction.]

The Bernabéu roared as the clock ticked past twenty seven minutes. The storm was building, every tackle and every sprint dripping with menace. Both teams had already tested each other. Now, the first cracks were about to show.


Eventually, after a tense back and forth between both sides, Madrid struck first in the 30th minute.


It began with a loose touch from Frenkie de Jong in midfield. Valverde pounced like a wolf, nicking the ball away and surging forward with it. He fed Mbappé instantly, who darted inside Araújo with terrifying ease.


He waited, feinted a shot and then slipped it across to Vinícius, and the Brazilian hammered it into the roof of the net.


White shirts leapt into the night air, flares igniting in the stands in a supernova as Real Madrid fans lost their minds. Vinícius sprinted to the corner, arms wide, screaming with fury at the away fans.


Chapter 50 - El Clásico. [2]