The Santiago Bernabéu loomed under a fog-draped sky, its white arches shrouded in mist as rain lashed Madrid, turning the pitch into a slick battlefield. It was the finalisima, in which, under a foggy sky, Real Madrid faced Valencia.

Caos had trained like Heracles. A rainy night shook the foundations of Madrid, where he shot 10,000 times from 56 meters in the Bernabéu, which he was permitted to use for Chaos all alone.

As the players get on the field, they sing the La Liga anthem, and then they start singing Hala Madrid and Amunt València.

During the first minutes, Caos scored three goals, which shocked most of the audience.

The first one was a 70 m shot that changed its direction three times due to the potency of the shot, inhibiting the goalkeeper from achieving what he had done on numerous occasions.

“Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them. For I am chaotic greatness within the complexity of the cosmos.” Says Chaos, teasing Valencia fans through the celebration calma.

“Fuck your greatness. We are going to turn this back. Mark our words: we will do it,” says Dimitri Foulquier, trying to reach Caos.

In his second goal, he performed three tricks: one elastico chop, a reverse crossover snap, and a Ronaldo dribble chain, scoring the goal by passing by José Gayà, César Tárrega, Rubo Iranzo, Thierry Correia, André Almeida, Pepelu, and Javi Guerra. Caos slotted the ball past Mamardashvili with surgical precision, the net rippling as the crowd erupted. César Tárrega, head bowed under the rain, muttered to himself, “La concha. This guy’s a bloody nightmare. A total disaster.” His voice trembled with frustration, the sky above mirroring his despair as Valencia’s defense crumbled.

His third goal, well, was a 40 m free kick that he shot through the Phantom Swerve Strike. The Phantom Swerve Strike is a free kick technique designed to be the most potent by blending the knuckleball’s unpredictability, the curl shot’s precision, and a dipping effect with a deceptive run-up inspired by Neymar’s flair and Isagi’s tactical awareness (Blue Lock). The rest of the game was Caos passing the ball until he got to score another 45-yard goal. He unleashed the Phantom Swerve Strike, a technique born from his Godmode obsession—blending the knuckleball’s unpredictability, the curl shot’s precision, a dipping effect, and a deceptive run-up inspired by Neymar’s flair and tactical awareness. The ball soared, swerving and dipping through the fog, leaving Mamardashvili rooted as it kissed the net. The Bernabéu shook, fans chanting “Kao! Kao! Kao!” as Caos stood tall, a god in the storm.

The rest of the match was Chaos’s symphony. Caos skillfully navigated through Valencia’s defense, his passes as precise as blades, culminating in a 45-yard screamer that sealed a 4-0 victory in the 78th minute. Valencia’s fans fell silent, their orange banners drooping in the rain, while Real Madrid’s faithful sang “Hala Madrid” into the night.

To be continued..

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