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My Miss Fortune System

Martial masters? Ability users? What did it mean if espers and skill holders were fundamental to the pillars of society despite their extremely small number? Mikelle Fortuna was a young man who attracted nothing but misfortune. It was like an occasional curse to him and the people around him. At the age of 16, he was expelled from the sect for his lack of talent. With nothing but himself, he went on an adventure to follow where the wind would guide him. On that fateful day of the unexpected miracle, he was granted a system after he paid homage to a Goddess statue. Then, a girl's voice came to his mind. [Find a Miss Fortune within a month or die.] "What!? How? What kind of girl do I need to find?" [Fortune Point is in the red zone, misfortune will befall you.] "I have to find a Miss Fortune, but misfortune comes to me instead!?" As luck would have it, Mike's odyssey was filled with the beauty of wonder and unpredictable outcomes.

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Dead Barren Land

"Come to me."

"Closer... Just a little closer..."

"Until your darkness intertwines with my emptiness."

"Haa..." Mike gasped in surprise and woke up from his nightmare. Even so, he suddenly couldn't remember what he had just experienced in the dream.

All he could remember were those strange whispers. It was neither Darkness nor Emerald, but he had no idea who it was. "What was that?"

"Where am I?" Mike muttered as his consciousness slowly returned to him.

His vision was a bit blurry, his body was in pain, and his head was dizzy. He tried to propel his body to get up, but he didn't have the energy to do that at the moment.

Memories of what had just happened gradually flashed through his mind.

"Oh, right... That damn tornado sent me flying to some unknown land. Am I in heaven now? Ugh..." Mike grabbed his head with his right hand and flipped over to his back. He felt his head hurt a lot, and he could only wince in pain.