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I Hate Systems

Talent? Unnecessary! Wealth? Doesn’t matter! Brain? Eat it! Even if one was the greatest of gutter trashes with zero redeemable qualities, as long as they had a System, they are bound to reach the pinnacle of life. Compass Carburettor, a dirt-poor orphan with absolutely zero f**king qualities managed to reach the peak of the business world by the age of 35, all while relying on his Money-Making System like a blinded barnacle. But at the peak of his life, he was betrayed by his System. ------------------- [Sister novel released (Same Universe): "Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society"] ------------------- Check out all my projects here: http://bit.ly/wn_venus ------------------- Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/Q544Bxu Contact me through my Discord ID: Overlord_Venus#9364 Or through my email: mistameeee@gmail.com Follow me on Instagram @overlord_venus

Overlord_Venus · Fantasy
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CC-Kun

There was a torrent of energy circulating within Stencil, a result of her newfound powers. But, they were also gradually waning in strength as they were regressing. As Stencil had expressed, only at noon—figuratively—would she be at her peak, and that was when her powers too were at their strongest.

Conversely, when she was a baby, Stencil was as weak as a newborn human baby. That was her most vulnerable state. The reason Regression went to the extent of sacrificing a level to unleash this attack was to ensure that Stencil would never grow to become a threat.

And it had indeed achieved it.

Irrespective of how the collective consciousness driving her worked and gained strength, they could only express the peak of that power for a couple of seconds. After that would be a steady decline of their power until noon of the next day.