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

"This can't be..." I muttered, stunned by the tiny detail that explained the situation before I could even get into checking it.

Pathfinder was the first and the main person that I wanted to save from the apocalypse. Of course, that equation excluded Mia who was above the level of just a person in my mind.

And yet, when I arrived at what appeared to be his place, his hut was ruined. And the one thing that was extraordinary about the place... was a trail of blood.

She was smart enough to understand what was going on from just my actions. As such, rather than spewing random bullshit to cheer me up, she simply kneeled right by the side of where I dropped to my knees only to reach out and wrap her hands around my head before bringing it up into her chest.

It's not him!