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The envelope looked ordinary, but the message inside wasn’t.

“You’ve been selected.”

No long explanation. Just a location.

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The facility stands tall and quiet, almost futuristic. Inside, hundreds of players gather, each one carrying the same mix of curiosity and ambition.

Some are stretching. Some are watching others closely. No one’s really talking.

A screen flickers on.

A man steps forward.

Sharp eyes. Calm, controlled presence.

Ego Jinpachi.

“Welcome to Blue Lock.”

His voice echoes across the room.

“This program is designed to develop the ultimate striker. Someone who can stand at the top through their own ability.”

The screen behind him displays:

300 players → 1 top striker

“You’ll compete, train, and face different challenges. Your performance will determine how far you go.”

A short pause.

“This is a place where your individual skill matters.”

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You’re handed a uniform.

#271

Not the highest number.

Not the lowest.

Just a starting point.

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You’re guided into a room with several other players.

The door closes behind you.

A ball drops into the center.

A timer appears.

136 seconds

A voice plays through a speaker:

“First exercise will now begin.”

The room grows quiet again.

Everyone is waiting.

Watching.

Thinking.

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And just like that—

You’re part of Blue Lock.

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