A_literal_Sunfish

It’s 2100, and Vincent Carter – Ying – is a twenty-year-old virgin with a penchant for profanity, he has but three guiding principles:

“In a world where honour and valour seem like unaffordable luxuries, cowardice remains the pragmatist’s ultimate virtue. Spinelessness isn’t shameful, it’s simply self-preservative romance.”

“Doubt is unironically the cheapest superpower a person can have, after all if it’s human, it’s probably plotting something. And if it’s plotting something, it’s probably hiding something. And if it’s hiding something… well, you get the idea. So question everything, one sceptical step at a time.”

And lastly,

“Muscle heads – because who needs brains when you can just flex your way through life? Couldn’t be me, I’ll tell you that much.”

Armed with nothing but these… questionable (?) values, as well as experiences shaped by a hellish life in the slums, Ying dives headfirst into the latest VR sensation – Cultivation Climax, a world brimming with great magic, ancient mysteries, and blood-curdling conspiracies just waiting to be unravelled.

 However, because Ying’s life is just that kind of special, he is greeted with a rather ‘lovely’ surprise upon opening his eyes to the new world…

Ding!

[Your misfortune is truly astounding!]

[You have awakened the absolute WORST talent for Cultivation!]

‘…’

“…W-what?!”

Yes, what indeed.



https://www.royalroad.com/profile/633482/fictions. I'm the author.

The Forsaken-Grade Cultivator

'What did you do?' Ying asked, his black eyes narrowing to key-hole slits.

'Wow, never in all my years have I seen a soul with as little self trust as you, but fine… I kind of, sort of… manipulated your body to move towards here.' The nameless enigma twirled his non-existent fingers nervously.

Ying hollered internally, the distraught leaking onto his face.

'Relax; it was just your micro muscles... And I could only do it because you weren't paying attention. But that's as much as I can do, you have to believe me!' They tried to defend themselves, but Ying's fury didn't waver, his veins bulging ever so slightly.

'Believe you? How the hell am I supposed to believe you, when you might as well have just walked me into my doom?! What else are you lying to me about?!'

'Calm down—!'

Fairy's Hearth