With thousands in attendance, and millions tuning in all over the world, the final game of the World Series was about to get underway. All those who Ken had played with in this life were watching, waiting for him to step onto the biggest stage.
Former teammates, coaches, even scouts who had missed out on the chance to recruit him in the past.
Ken's indomitable will had carried him this far, enduring everything that the system had to throw at him. While he had not achieved perfection, at least he could say that he tried his best.
Walking out from the dugout, Ken felt a serene calm settle over him. No matter what happened tonight, his system would no longer be with him after this game.
Either he would win the game and complete the final mission, retaining the abilities he was given by the system. Or he would lose the game, reverting to the talent he had prior to regressing.
