I was the Mythic Ruler, Not a Lowkey Lackey!
How could a ruler, the only successor, heavenly endowed, majestically charismatic, lead his kingdom through more and more phenomena and disasters alone? Have the world trapped in his fingers, but lose it all randomly at the second he sips his tea?
Earth and Heaven. Ground and sky. Two worlds apart. Not able to meet each other.
There's an old tale of myth on Earth: if you throw away all worldly pleasures and dedicate yourself to virtue and nature, you would transcend to Heaven after you die.
"The Waiting," painted by Jack Marrying. Second most famous painting depicting both beauty and dignity on the side of Heaven.
Soft airbrush of clouds and bluish skies, rushing river with a strong wave from a waterfall that falls from the Anindita mountains, with a background of falling leaves from the forest. Impressively catching a bit glimpse of the reality.
Another painting, the most liked one this time, can't even be described with only a paragraph. There's a whole mansion with a bunch of servants, boys and girls, ready to pamper your desires.
A table full of lobster and caviar and beef portions, a whole house for one person. Bottles of wine, even the name of real, expensive brands written on them, pushed to the edge.
Even various torture devices painted faintly in the corner, satisfying the fancy liking of hidden sadists on Earth. A bit of luxury here and there, leather here and diamond there.
Now that's heavenly.
But the real Heaven isn't a place of pleasure, kids. What you're about to see is no heavenly.
And the peak of it, there's the ruler that Heaven itself chosen. He's endowed with a special system. Wait.
Not so fast, someone came along to piss him off, take his head to the basket and kicked it.
He put the crown onto his own head.
That's him, Falen Akale. Falen automatically became the ruler. Well, at least for a year. Let's take a look at him now.
Ah, another day of having power. He was lounging in his garden, closing his eyes to savor the tea and the feeling of authority.
But he suddenly felt pain in his abdomen. Immediately, he let out a loud cough, and the cup slipped from his fingers.
"Ukh—?!"
He landed on a hard surface. When Falen opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a whole muddy bottom of a boot, hitting him on the face!
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Warning! I have to warn ya first, this is one-of-a-kind novel. Probably not a kind you thought, but still one of a kind.
System? Check!
It has consciousness? Check!
Romance? I have to give it half-half.
For you harem-haters and women fellows, congratulations! Yes, very right, action and boys, hell yeah!
For y'all harem-lovers, oh well, trust me, there'll be something just as exciting if not more. And yes, it's involved girl. Keep going until you around chapter ten, you'll freakin' see it!
Overpowered? You guess it!
But there's no fun in just charging through the enemy's flesh? Aren't you bored by a brainless, temperamental MC who only wins in power?
While all of his enemies are the only ones who are actually capable of critical thinking, because they're so weak, can't even defend themself.
See this MC manipulating poor, innocent people, bringing them to their knees and praising him sincerely. Get ready for massive brainwashing.
But!
Rewind to the start of the story, where he was captured by an aristocratic madman in his weakest state, half-amnesiac, and trapped in a foreign body. What's he going to do?
He found out he's transmigrated and amnesia. He holds no power, and currently get dragged to an ilegal laboratory.
His system's still here, but unexpectedly, it hates him. What? Probably because he killed real Ruler.
He faces his karma? Well, he doesn't believe karma. It's irrational. He can get up. Little did he knows, karma is real and suck.
Anyway, even if you're not impressed, at least read chapter one. If you're a sucker of a naive MC and tired of conquest and rank, read chapter one first. If you're a human, try read!
Letnan_fen · Fantaisie
