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

I looked directly into the Dragon's deep, blue eyes. All the while, my finger continued to point at its cursed wound.

"Cut it," I said those words in a plain tone as if this matter didn't concern me. Yet, at the same time, I kept a slightly worried... and curious look on my face.

The Dragon slowly blinked its eyes. It was also when I realized it had a lizard-like double eyelid. One of those was whiteish and half-transparent, serving only to moisturize its eyeballs.

I lowered my hand and took a step back, giving the Dragon some room to move around.

Since we weren't fighting and I foolishly believed my intentions reached the Dragon's mind, there was a chance it was simply worried about hitting me if I stood too close.

'That, or it still hopes to recover some more strength before restarting the fight,' I thought as a sour smile crept up to my lips.

Right before my eyes