MotivatedSloth

Scorned by the world he was born in, Arthur had no other choice but to learn how to deal with it. Yet, just as his hard work and dedication were about to pay off, the hate towards his origins brought him to his death. 

But that wasn't his fate. His future wasn't supposed to end with his head cracking against the edge of the stairs. His bloodline could not die as that would be against the wish of the universe itself. 

Thrown to another world, he found himself in a situation where the skills and craft he honed would be no longer of use. His patience, his creativity, his logical thinking were no longer in demand in a world where strength reigned supreme. 

Or was it?

"My system is overpowered. I'm not shameless enough to deny it."

"Scores of women and slaves all around? Those are the wishes of a naive kid, not mine."

"Lower the price of those apples by a quarter and we will have a deal!"

"Dear, stop, I cannot hold any longer!"

Jump in and follow Arthur's adventures as he proves that even the illogical world of sword and cultivation has its own rules. Laws, that one can learn, laws, that Arthur sets off to use to his own advantage!


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This novel will have some comedic elements, but it won't be the core of the story. I also won't hold back any punches when it comes to dark humor, heavy elements or morally ambiguous aspects. If you are looking for a fckboy/edgelord/cliche, then his novel is not for you.

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One Last System

Dirk opened his eyes. He did so only because the sun got too high that it started to shine directly on his face, despite the shuts covering most of the room's window.

'Hmm...' he moaned inwardly, refusing to leave his state of slumber for a moment.

But the annoyance of the light was quickly getting out of the hand.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, forcing his sleepiness away.

'What hour is it?' he asked himself, taking a glimpse through the shuts at the angle at which the sun shone upon his face.

"Hmmm..." Kathia muttered through her sleep,  conveniently lying on the side of the bed closer to the wall. To wake her up, the sun would have to get even higher.

"Well, it's time to wake up," Dirk muttered, shaking his head and pushing his upper body up.

"Just five more minutes," Kathia muttered, hiding her face in the pillow.

"Wake up, little one," Kirk gently shook the girl's naked shoulder.

Dirk's determination