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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

Morning argument

I woke up to the chirping of the sound mixing with the gentle whispers of the wind.

For the first time since I appeared in this world, I felt simply... peaceful.

Feeling the weight on my shoulder, I looked down. And there she was, Mia's sleeping face, gently brushing up and down along with her calm breathing.

'Isn't it lovely?' I thought, directing this praise both at Mia's face and the situation I was in.

Never before did I expect that a day would come when I would wake up to such happiness.

Yet, there was this thrillingly annoying feeling inside my soul, one akin to finding the most comfortable place and position in one's bed... Only to be forced by one's bladder for the nightly visit to a place where even a king walks on his own.

'I'm stinky,' I thought, grimacing at the uncomfortable realization. Now came the time to pay the price for how great the last night was.