The ROG team huddled outside their freshly renovated, five-story building. Sunlight reflected off the sleek new facade, and they could already feel the pulse of energy from within, as if the building itself was ready to ignite their ambitions again. Today was the unveiling of their new home base, the ground where they would train, grow, and, with any luck, pave the way for their journey to the fabled "Golden Road."
Sarah, the housing agent, emerged with a warm smile, holding a set of keys. "Everyone, welcome to the new ROG headquarters!" she announced, her voice carrying both excitement and pride.
The team murmured in awe, looking up at the building. For Charles, Grace, Zaw, Reuben, and Noel, this was the beginning of a new era. For their subs, Jun Ming and Javier, it was a promise of something bigger, a place where they could evolve into essential members of the ROG legacy.
"Ready to see inside?" Sarah asked, tilting her head.
"Absolutely," Charles replied with a grin. The anticipation was almost too much to bear.
As soon as they stepped into the lobby, their gazes were drawn to a towering glass trophy case near the entrance. The light gleamed off rows of ROG trophies, each one etched with the legacy of the organization's victories. Most striking were the two RIFT Championship trophies and two MSI Championship trophies, hard-won in previous seasons by Noel and the rest of the current main team. Behind them, five Seasonal trophies, some achieved by earlier players, some achieved by former players before Noel and the main team.
Charles placed a hand on the glass, his voice low with reverence. "This... this is what we're here to protect and add to once again."
Zaw nodded, fists clenched. "We got this far. Now it's time to take it to the very top one more time."
Noel, his gaze fixed on the trophies, let the moment sink in. He'd fought for years to bring these to ROG, but he knew that as captain then, his role was more than just skill now. He'd need to inspire and lead his teammates, every one of them.
"Let's make sure we honor everything that brought us here," he said quietly, feeling the weight of both the past and the future.
After the tour, the team assembled in the strategy room, settling into chairs around a sleek glass table. Yamato and Maestro, their coaches, stood at the front, their expressions serious.
"Alright," Yamato began. "Now that we're settled, let's talk about your schedule. We need at least four full training days each week, with additional time for strategy, review, and content creation."
Maestro glanced at the team. "The season's going to be grueling. We'll need to work hard without burning anyone out."
Noel leaned forward, already writing ideas down in a notebook. "We could use Tuesdays and Thursdays for long scrims. Saturday and Sunday could be shorter sessions focused on drills and team-building."
Grace nodded. "That sounds good. And Mondays and Fridays for reviewing footage would give us time to fine-tune things."
After a few minutes of brainstorming, they had a plan in place. Noel read back the schedule, earning nods of agreement from everyone.
Yamato cleared his throat, a small but unmistakable glint in his eyes. "One more thing. We need to appoint a captain for the team. Someone who can lead, motivate, and step up when things get tough."
Before anyone could respond, Grace spoke up. "Noel should do it. He's always been the steady one, the voice that pulls us back together when we're falling apart."
Reuben gave a nod of agreement. "It's Noel, no question. He's done it before and I know he's the perfect choice."
Charles and Zaw exchanged a look, then smiled in agreement.
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The Golden Road: The Pentakill Prince
ActionGolden Road. Defined as the accomplishment of winning 4 Trophies consecutively within the year. It was just 3 years ago that Singaporean player, Noel 'Vengeance' Chua, Almost won it all. A heartbreaking moment, as that year, He failed to win the Ult...
