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One Last System

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! **** 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. Discord: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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509 Chs

Cracks

Mia woke up in her bed. 

It was a strange notion. To wake up in a bed that she could call her own. 

Back in the past, when she was still living with her family, she simply shared the space by the fireplace with her many siblings. Then, as a slave, she shared the dormitory with other masterless slaves. And with Arthur, she didn't have a bed that she could call her own, as she shared it with her beloved. 

Yet now, she woke up in her own bed. In her own room. In her own place.

'I still have the old habits,' she thought the second she looked through the massive window taking nearly half of one of the room walls. 

The sun was barely up. Its rays were still cold, only announcing the start of the day. 

But it was nonetheless. 

'I need to get going,' she thought, pushing the sheets out of her body and getting up from the bed.