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I Hate Systems

Talent? Unnecessary! Wealth? Doesn’t matter! Brain? Eat it! Even if one was the greatest of gutter trashes with zero redeemable qualities, as long as they had a System, they are bound to reach the pinnacle of life. Compass Carburettor, a dirt-poor orphan with absolutely zero f**king qualities managed to reach the peak of the business world by the age of 35, all while relying on his Money-Making System like a blinded barnacle. But at the peak of his life, he was betrayed by his System. ------------------- [Sister novel released (Same Universe): "Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society"] ------------------- Check out all my projects here: http://bit.ly/wn_venus ------------------- Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/Q544Bxu Contact me through my Discord ID: Overlord_Venus#9364 Or through my email: mistameeee@gmail.com Follow me on Instagram @overlord_venus

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Sweet Talk into Your Secrets

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On the stage danced twelve fairies, each making wavy acrobats with ribbons that they held, each a colour, matching their unique garments.

The ladies were lithe in their steps, graceful in their movements as they calmly moved all across the stage, as if they were floating like heavenly fairies.

It was apparent that they had choreographed strictly as their movements were flawless. It was a large auditorium, despite being a pub.

There were circular steps laid out from the stage as the centre, making nine rings in total. The higher the ring, the greater the status of the person seated there. Everyone had a large table to themselves and a hip-high décor detailing the boundary of their seated area, shaped akin to a balcony on the raised platform on the rings.

As this was a place of high society, there was decorum for things. But, it was only neat in appearance alone. The notion of the place was as filthy as could be.