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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

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Bells of the new day

Mia woke up way before the bells announced the morning for the rest of the town. 

There was no way she would sleep that long, given how there would be only a single hour from the moment the bells would start ringing and the second the tournament would officially begin. 

"So today is the day," Mia muttered to herself. She looked over through the small window of her room. 

Just like she felt in her gut, the sun has yet to rise. Her waking up on time was nothing more but a combination of sheer luck and habit. 

'I guess I could get ready,' she thought, only to jump down from the bed and take a quick look at herself. The mirror in the room was the one piece of luxury that Mia decided to afford for herself the day she heard Arthur might be coming to this place. 

After all, how should she take care of her looks to prepare herself for the reunion if she couldn't see how does she look?