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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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Representation War (Part 9)

"N-No, please spare me!" The Fate System fragment within the Unlucky Tower of Ruin screamed in fear as it lay underneath the tail of a massive serpent, gradually being crushed into a pulp.

 

"Nope, you're tasty." Dita objected to its plea and breathed out a toxic fume that froze the Fate System fragment. Following that, Dita swallowed it and coiled around the Unlucky Tower of Ruin like a python, aiding its digestion.

 

It was called Dita in name alone. In truth, it possessed all powers that Slayer had moments before his mind shattered. Basically, it still possessed the essence of the concept that holstered the Representative System.

 

And now, what Compass Carburettor intended to achieve was pretty simple. He would collect fragments of concepts of Time, Space, and Fate. They would remain with Dita. Since Time and Fate were under the control of Grade 4 Systems, it was impossible to use them.