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

Soaring through the sky was a surprisingly nice feeling. The air gently brushed through my face, caressing it like the most intimate lover would do.

There were no sounds in this sky world that I entered, all of them trapped far below me.

Suppose only I wasn't crushing down towards the ground at a speed that would surely cause my demise upon landing. In that case, I could actually enjoy this moment pretty much!

'Fuck!' I screamed out internally, my teeth tightened and locked in their position by the immense pain that threatened to shatter my soul.

Even high up in the sky, the pure mana continued to burn right through my entire self. The system alerts continued to bring my attention to the rising corruption of the system, indicating that it wasn't something that I could ignore.

Thankfully, high up in the sky, I could at least take a moment to glance over at what my system was warning me about.

Turning point (1.4)