Cheap Mary Sue

This time it was Fil's story. Fil's fucked up mix between cultivation and superpower. Eric needed to remain clear-headed. He had two goals. A was to figure out who he was, what role he played in the story and B was to find Fil.

Eric looked around but just seeing cultivation and superpowers mixed made Eric despair. How the hell was he supposed to fix this shit? What kind of explanation could he give the readers so they'd buy this bullshit and not question the author's sanity and greed for fame and money in the most original unoriginal story of all times?

This was a bad fat headache slapped into his brain. Either way, Eric needed to first make sense of his situation. In this grassland, above him in the sky, people were flying and for some reason seemed to fight against each other?

Whatever, Eric didn't care about this, they could murder each other for all the grain of shit Eric gave. As long as it didn't involve him, Eric couldn't be bothered.

Right now, Eric wore a white robe with a light inner robe. His hair was tied in a ponytail and it was so fucking long it reached his ass. Great.

Eric at one glance already knew he was a cultivator, a disciple that belonged to a sect.

If Eric was honest, he'd rather have superpowers but he couldn't complain too much. Eric wondered how he looked when suddenly a small stone came flying and hit him on his forehead.

???

Eric turned to see a group of disciples heading his way. They already looked like the typical mean guys. The guy in the front, probably the leader, twirled three more stones in his hand and with that small distance he covered, the stone hit Eric's head. Blood trickled down this face.

For real? Eric was shocked. Did he possess the body of a character who was bullied? What the hell? Was he a small insignificant, exploitable cannon fodder character only there to prove the tropes in the cultivation stories and oh, erm, it's not all 2D, ok! This is a fully proper world, not just some flatass shit like that of the leader's!

Usually, the weak protagonist at the beginning gets bullied until he turns mfucking strong and nukes those who wronged him to the depths of the demon toilets. But the hero was the protagonist here. So most probably Fil.

"Yo, waste!" the leader grinned evilly, "Watcha doing here, huh? Not doing the tasks we gave you? Tryna have fun, huh? How cheeky of you. Guys get him! Show that waste what happens if he defies us!"

On the leader's command, the other three disciples charged at Eric and took him captive, then the leader drilled a few punishment lessons into Eric's body. Fuck!

This was too cliché and vicious! No wonder these cultivation MC's turned dark and mental, obsessed with revenge!

The kicks fucking hurt! Being bullied was bad! As a cultivator, you sh-

"Kuagh," Eric gasped for air as punches rained down on him.

"That gotta be enough. Take hjim back to our sect 'Mountain of Cultivated Superheroes.'"

Fuck! Come up with a better name! This hurts more than any of your punches! This whole situation and setting hurts my brain. Fuck this story! Fuck Fil for writing this abomination!

Eric's beaten and bruised body was dragged up a literal celestial-like mountain. It could be described just like in those cultivation stories. Eric was in too much pain and disgust at this story to describe it, so if anyone was curious about a typical cultivation world description, go and fucking read cultivation books yourself!

But basically, the sect 'Mountains of Cultivated Superheroes' seems like an immensely big sect. There were both Superheroes and Cultivators yet Eric was only a small useless character in the story. He'd probably never appear.

Eric was pushed in front of a senior brother. The leader cried out, "Senior brother ! Eric this 5-root wood spirit waste-"

Ah, of course, he had the most useless attribute almost every MC had. This was the beginning of most cultivation novels if it weren't for the fact that Superheroes and Fil as the hero was slapped into this.

"Was trying to ditch his tasks! Please punish him, senior brother!"

The senior brother coldly glanced at Eric and of course like the very cold and cool senior brother this one also had a cold and elegant aura, strong brows, phoenix eyes, high nose and thin lips. Hooray for his handsomeness! And of course, this senior brother hated wasted wastes like Eric.

"Give him 20 whips."

20? Excuse me? I've read that usually one whip leaves you bloody already but 20? Who the fuck are you to give me such a severe punishment? Do you think of yourself as the peak master or what?

Eric stood up with his tattered body, "I refuse! I've done nothing wrong!"

Of course, Eric was sprouting shit like every generic character.

"You refuse?" Senior brother's voice got threateningly dark.

"Yes," Eric didn't bat an eye, either way, he wasn't going to lose his walking abilities. Eric glanced at the leader who sneered. Eric was incredibly weak because A- he was a waste and B- even if he wasn't, he had no idea how to use cultivation!

So where the hell did his confidence come from? Pulled out of his tight ass of course!

"Let me meet the hero, I'm a friend of his," Eric sought to try this luck but didn't think he could actually get a reaction out of them.

SLAP!

Senior brother slapped Eric hard across his cheeks, "Insolence! How dare you taint the hero's name? Our great pacifier, who both Cultivators and Superheroes worship, even though we're enemies with Superheroes."

What the fuck? Are you just giving me exposition? So, basically, Cultivators and Superheroes were enemies and for some reason, the hero is the only pacifier that brings peace between them because both sides worship and respect the hero? Wow great job Fil, a cheaper Mary sue couldn't be thought of.

"This mountain is the only one where superheroes and cultivators coexist because our hero lives here. Don't fantasise about even meeting him," senior brother was on a roll of spitting exposition. But good, Fil should be here, so Eric didn't need to go anywhere else but apparently as a waste, Eric couldn't meet the hero.

"Take him to his whips. Increase it to 30!"

3-30? Fuckign hell you vicious piece of shit! Just wait until I obliterate you after finding Fil! You'll be the first character to die when I start editing this story!

Eric couldn't edit a story without the MC obviously, so he had to get to Fil asap and not be stuck here any longer!

Even if Eric uncovered all the fucking mystery behind this world, the readers wouldn't know because they follow Fil the hero and not this insignificant waste character!

After Eric was whipped 30 times, he could barely stand but was still viciously forced to go back to his place and do his chores!

He couldn't even recover and heal! These bastards!

Just like every cultivation peak sect, there was an inner and outer mountain.

Eric belonged to the outside and couldn't even hope to get to the actual sect. The outer mountain was like almost a mountain away from the inner mountain but they were not the same mountain!

Eric grit his teeth and fell on his bed in the small wooden shed he was given. Eric bit into his pillow. This damned story!