Blue Lock: Paragon

Chapter 2: Let the journey begin... With the game of TAG!

We see Izuku seated in one of the buses, gazing out the window until something caught his attention. In front of the buses stood an immensely large building. It was an awe-inspiring place capable of accommodating far more than 300 players, and if the projections were accurate, it seemed to be larger on the inside, complete with basements and other facilities.

In Izuku's point of view:

"So, that's Blue Lock," he thought to himself, observing the colossal structure. "This is the place I've been training for. Let's see if all that effort paid off."

A few minutes later, the buses came to a halt near the entrance of the building. "Finally!" As Izuku stepped off the bus, he watched a beautiful woman instructing everyone to form a line and await their turn to be called.

Items like phones and wallets were confiscated from us.

"Next... Midoriya Izuku," announced a woman named Anri Teieri, or at least that's what her nametag suggested. She handed me a uniform and instructed me to wait in line. As I picked up the uniform, I noticed the number 291 and the letter Z inscribed on the sleeve.

"So, I'm 291. Bullshit! I know I'm far better than most people on the other teams." He thought to himself. After a while of waiting, Anri halted and surveyed us. "Alright, now each of you will proceed to the room corresponding to your uniform, and we'll notify you when it's time to change into your uniforms."

Just as she had said, I entered the facility and embarked on a journey through this labyrinthine complex.

In the third-person point of view:

As Izuku walked through the hallways, the interior of the building presented a stark contrast to its exterior, resembling more of a prison than anything else. After a while, he stumbled upon a door labeled 'TEAM Z.'

Upon entering the room, Izuku was greeted by several unfamiliar faces. Nine individuals, including himself, were present, with four of them standing and one lying on the floor, fast asleep.

"I recognize Chigiri, Kunigami, Raichi, Kira, and the sleeping one must be Bachira," Izuku thought to himself, making his way towards an empty locker while disregarding the curious gazes he received. As he began changing his clothes, he noticed that everyone's attention had shifted towards the door. "There he is, the protagonist, Isagi Yoichi," he thought, unfazed by the idle chatter. Completing his change of attire, he headed towards an empty corner, fully aware that the game of tag was about to commence.

Suddenly, the screen flickered to life, revealing Ego with noticeable bags under his eyes. "Have you finished changing, you unpolished gems?" Ego asked, pointing towards the room's occupants. This was the first time they had heard from him in a while. "Hey, hey..." Ego attempted to capture their attention. "The people in your room will serve as both your roommates and your rivals."

With this simple statement, Ego managed to instill tension in each and every person, except for Izuku, who understood what was happening. "We have evaluated your potential based on my judgment and my peers' calculations, which is reflected in your rankings," Ego explained, displaying various biological metrics specific to Isagi. "It is the number assigned to your uniforms." This revelation startled everyone in the room, their expressions shifting to utter horror. "Through it, you can gauge your position among the 300 players in this facility."

"Your rankings will fluctuate daily based on various factors, such as you're training and match performances," Ego informed the entire facility. "And without exception, the top five players... will compete in a certain tournament six months from now... they will become the strikers for Japan's U-20 national team, playing at the World Cup."