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

"No matter what shit is going on in the world, this is a peak of happiness for me," I muttered to myself, staring down at Mia's sleeping face.

We went at it for several hours, an achievement someone my age should be proud of, especially when considering how tired I was beforehand. And now, once neither of us had any strength in us to continue, we simply laid down on the bed, enjoying each other's company.

"You were saying something?" Mia mumbled through her sleep, always ready to respond to me. She rubbed her chin against my chest as she slowly pried her eyes open. "How long was I...?" she then asked, cutely blinking her eyes as she attempted to chase off her drowsiness.

"Just a short while," I replied, gently moving my hand up and down Mia's back.

I immersed myself in the feeling of my fingers gently running up and down Mia's spine. Her skin softly bent under my touch, turning this little caress into an unspoken massage.

Mia's wish (r18... but it's mostly wholesome wholesomenes)