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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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Mike opened his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost noon, and his body actually felt achy and a bit heavy.

The drowsiness and tiredness had disappeared, but something else came over as if replacing the old pain with a new one.

'I only walked a few kilometers last night. It's impossible for my body to be like this. I used to go up and down Mount Ataraxia for five years!' Mike wondered why he felt achy and heavy.

Mike tried to check his status screen. There was a difference, namely a new passive skill he got, maybe while sleeping.

'Could it be, my body feels sore and heavy because of this new passive skill? But, Treasure Hoarders? And, I'm a hunter. So, I'm a treasure hunter now?' Mike smirked sarcastically and decided to ask about his new passive skill using the chat system.