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

"So?" Mia asked while snuggling up on my chest. "What are we going to do now?"

Her question was both simple and extremely complicated at the same time.

Simple, because right now, we could do whatever we wanted. Given how I managed to assimilate the mana engine into my own techniques and mage's tower, there was hardly any being that could challenge me.

Yet, this question was also insanely complicated in its simplicity.

Because now that we could do whatever we wanted, picking one path to follow turned out to be surprisingly challenging.

"I was sure that you wanted to find your friends first and then look for direction then," I stated, trying to clarify the topic.

Sure, it was my fault that we spent so much in this weird place. But instead of trying to bash my head in or ask for an apology, I simply opted to give Mia the right to decide instead.

Vital question