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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 · Fantasía
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There is no place that we can call home

Rushing through an open plain was a stupid thing to do when one was worried about others chasing him. It was all the more stupid with how the dragon could find my lack of help disturbing, opting to take revenge on me after dealing with its own pursuers. 

Those were the facts that I couldn't deny. The reasons why stepping out to a plain was a mistake. 

And yet, in my precise situation, I didn't mind making this mistake. 

Because no matter how I would want to return back to the ancient city, I had to cross this plain. And what was the better time to do it while both parties that could be potentially hostile to me were engaged with each other?

And so I ran. With Mia in my arms and several layers of barriers protecting us from any sneak attacks, I ran through the plain. 

I ignored the pain. I ignored the exhaustion. I ignored the pain that would come tomorrow from overusing my muscles. And throughout all of this, I kept on running.