Overlord_Venus

Talent? Unnecessary! Wealth? Doesn’t matter! Brain? Eat it!

Even if one was the greatest of gutter trashes with zero redeemable qualities, as long as they had a System, they are bound to reach the pinnacle of life. 

Compass Carburettor, a dirt-poor orphan with absolutely zero f**king qualities managed to reach the peak of the business world by the age of 35, all while relying on his Money-Making System like a blinded barnacle. 

But at the peak of his life, he was betrayed by his System.
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I Hate Systems

"You know…" Arnark said, "I don't mind parting away with a fragment. I'll even erase my imprint on it. But, to get that, you need to pay a price."

Arnark pointed at Compass Carburettor, "Your death, that is."

"Fine," Compass Carburettor extended his hand, "Give the fragment now."

"Sure." Arnark nodded casually before condensing a blinking Coordinate in his hand, one that seemed to be morphing its shape nonstop.

Main Character System Fragment— (1/1000)!

"Thanks…" Compass Carburettor extended his hand and grabbed hold of the fragment, grunting in alarm as he severed his hand, watching the Mental Fragments forming his hand squirm before writhing in an instant, their energy absorbed by the Main Character System fragment.

"What is the meaning of this?" Compass Carburettor glared at Arnark.

Arnark Vs CC