Just here to support new books. I hope you don't sleep in this novel guys 🥂

Just here to support new books. I hope you don't sleep in this novel guys 🥂

Where to begin with the calamity that is "The Strongest Monster Creation System" ? This literary train wreck left me pondering the depths to which modern storytelling has plummeted.Set in a world where power is literally dealt from a deck, it’s clear the author was playing with a full deck of clichés. They've managed to wring every last drop of originality out of a concept that could've held potential and instead, we're left with a cheap imitation of a Vegas casino.Our protagonist - the "Card Master" - stumbles through this bumbling narrative with all the charisma of a damp napkin. Despite being gifted a supposedly coveted 'Divine Quality Card', he fumbles through the narrative like a toddler handed a Rubik’s cube. Summoning tier 9 ghouls and creating custom monsters are apparently his unique talents, but the end result feels about as awe-inspiring as a two of clubs.As for the looming threat of world destruction and humanoid bats, well, it's hard to feel any sense of dread when the world-building is as flat as a playing card. The stakes might be high in theory, but in practice, they're about as suspenseful as a round of Go Fish.As Aristotle wisely said, "There is no great genius without a mixture of madness." Here, however, we are simply left navigating the madness, devoid of any genius. Each chapter reads like a losing hand, and the overall arc? A bluffed high-stakes game with no payoff.The author attempts to cover the inherent flaws in this book with a thin veil of forced suspense and trite political maneuverings. Sadly, these are about as convincing as a poker face in a mirror.Overall, The Strongest Monster Creation System , seems more suited for kindling than a bookshelf. The only thing it successfully masters is the art of wasted potential. Don’t fall for the bluff - this book is less royal flush, more complete bust. If you're looking for depth, substance, or even just a good time, I'd suggest looking elsewhere. In the grand poker game of literature, this one's a fold.