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Crimson Ascent: A Walk-On’s Path at Alabama

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Chris Carter, an underdog walk-on at the University of Alabama, isn’t your typical recruit. Lacking the star status of his peers, Chris has one secret advantage: a mysterious System that boosts his physical abilities. As he navigates the intense world of college football tryouts, Chris must prove he belongs on the Crimson Tide roster while using the System’s enhancements without drawing attention. In this story of determination and grit, Chris fights to stand out among elite athletes, pushing both his body and mind to their limits. Will the System help him achieve greatness, or will it become a crutch that holds him back?
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Chapter 1 - The Beginning of the Journey

The day was hot, as it often was in Tuscaloosa, Alabama, but for 18-year-old Chris Carter, it felt like his life was just beginning. The air hummed with excitement as Chris walked through the University of Alabama's campus, surrounded by students, athletes, and coaches who were as passionate about football as he was. But unlike many of his peers, Chris wasn't the product of a highly recruited high school program. He wasn't a five-star wide receiver that the Crimson Tide had been chasing for years.

Chris was a walk-on.

He carried a small duffle bag over his shoulder, filled with his cleats, gloves, and the bare essentials. His heart raced in his chest as he approached the football facility. It was imposing, a fortress dedicated to the legendary program that churned out NFL talent year after year. Chris couldn't help but feel a pang of insecurity. How was he, a kid from a small high school with a modest reputation, supposed to make a name for himself here?

The front doors slid open, and he was greeted by the hum of machinery and the faint smell of turf. Players were moving about—some laughing, others serious, prepping for the practice session ahead. Chris had been invited to this first tryout, but that didn't mean much. Hundreds of players wanted to wear the Alabama jersey, but only the best survived.

"Chris Carter?" A voice called out.

Chris turned to see one of the assistant coaches approaching him, clipboard in hand. "You're here for the walk-on tryouts?"

"Yes, sir," Chris replied, nodding, his nerves on edge.

The coach looked him up and down. At 6'0" and 175 pounds, Chris was lean, not as bulky as some of the other wide receivers that were already on the roster. But he had speed. He knew that was his advantage.

The assistant coach checked his name off the list. "Head down to the field. You'll be working with Coach Henry today. Good luck."

Chris nodded again, forcing a smile as he made his way toward the practice field. The moment he stepped out onto the grass, something stirred within him. It wasn't just the excitement of finally getting to practice with one of the best college football teams in the nation. No, it was something more.

It was the System.

A small, translucent box appeared in the corner of his vision, just as it had when the System first activated the day after his high school graduation. Back then, Chris had thought he was going crazy. He had woken up to a voice in his head, explaining that he had been chosen as the host of an advanced system designed to help him achieve greatness. At first, it seemed too absurd to believe, but when the system began offering small boosts in his physical performance, it became real.

"Welcome back, Chris." The familiar monotone voice rang in his head. "System is ready to activate performance enhancements. Current stats: Speed: 85/100, Agility: 80/100, Strength: 72/100, Stamina: 78/100. No skill points available. No quests completed."

Chris exhaled slowly, feeling the faint pulse of energy from the System. It wasn't much—yet. The System had told him that it could evolve, but he had to prove himself. He had to take that first step toward greatness, and today was his chance.

"Quest activated: Make it through the first tryout without being cut. Reward: 5 skill points."

Simple enough, Chris thought. Don't screw up.

As the players gathered around Coach Henry, the head receivers coach, Chris stood to the side, waiting for his turn to show what he could do. Coach Henry was known for being tough but fair. He didn't sugarcoat things, and Chris respected that.

"Alright, listen up," Coach Henry barked, his voice carrying across the field. "We don't have time to waste. You want a spot on this team, you better prove it today. You've got one shot, and there are no second chances. Understood?"

The group of walk-ons, including Chris, nodded in unison.

"Let's start with the 40-yard dash," Coach Henry called out, pointing toward the track. "Line up, and we'll take your times. I want to see who's got speed."

Chris's heart raced. This was his chance. Speed was his strength, and he knew it.

One by one, the players took their turn, sprinting down the track as the coaches recorded their times. Chris watched as some players put up solid numbers—4.4, 4.5, even a 4.3. His own nerves were on edge, but he remained focused.

Finally, it was his turn.

"Carter! You're up!" Coach Henry shouted.

Chris took a deep breath and stepped up to the starting line. The System's interface appeared again, showing his current speed stat at 85/100.

"Activating Speed Boost: +5 for 30 seconds."

He felt a surge of energy rush through his legs. It wasn't overwhelming, but it was enough to make a difference.

"On your mark," Coach Henry called out.

Chris crouched low, his fingers grazing the turf.

"Set... Go!"

He exploded off the line, his legs pumping furiously as the ground blurred beneath him. His stride felt smooth, almost effortless. The wind whipped past his face, and he could feel the System enhancing every muscle fiber in his body.

He crossed the finish line, panting heavily but satisfied.

"4.38," Coach Henry called out, checking his stopwatch. He raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. "Not bad, Carter."

Chris allowed himself a small smile as he walked back to the group. That was just the beginning. He had to keep performing if he wanted to survive the day.

The tryout continued with various drills—route running, catching, agility drills, and conditioning tests. Each time, Chris felt the System subtly enhancing his abilities, just enough to keep him competitive without drawing too much attention. He wasn't trying to be flashy, just solid. Consistent.

By the end of the day, Chris was exhausted. His muscles ached, and his lungs burned, but he had made it through. As the players gathered around Coach Henry for the final debrief, Chris's heart pounded in his chest.

"You've all worked hard today," Coach Henry said, his eyes scanning the group. "But this is Alabama. We don't take just anyone. If your name isn't on the list by tomorrow morning, pack your bags. You didn't make the cut."

The tension was palpable as Coach Henry turned and walked away, leaving the players to stew in their uncertainty. Chris felt the weight of the day's events pressing down on him. Had he done enough? Was his performance strong enough to stand out?

"Quest completed. You have survived the tryout."

Chris felt a sense of relief wash over him as the System confirmed what he hoped.

"Reward: 5 skill points. Distribute now?"

Not yet, Chris thought. He needed to wait until he knew exactly where to allocate them.

As he left the field, he glanced back at the towering facility. This was just the beginning. If he wanted to make it onto the team, he had to keep pushing. He had to use the System to its fullest potential and prove that he belonged.

Tomorrow would bring the results, but for now, Chris allowed himself a small moment of pride. He had survived the first hurdle, but the road to becoming an Alabama Crimson Tide wide receiver was only just beginning.

That evening, back in his dorm room, Chris collapsed onto his bed, the exhaustion finally catching up with him. He stared at the ceiling, wondering how far this journey could take him. The System was powerful, but it wasn't a magic wand. He still had to put in the work.

"New quest available: Make the team roster. Reward: 10 skill points."

Chris smirked. He was ready.

The real work was just getting started.