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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

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Spouting out blood

The monster charged at me. 

It was my first ever encounter with a monster... and it was one that I had no way in hell of dealing with. The sight of its massive jaws shaking as it rushed right at me with several tons of its weight nearly made me freeze. 

'Not yet,' I thought, noticing the movements of the pathfinder with the corner of my eye. I was setting up a perfect bait for him. The one bad thing about it... was that I was the bait.

'Isn't this the perfect training for what's about to come for me in my new job?' I joked, trying to lift my mood. 

One second. Two seconds.

I bent my knees, wobbling my body to the left and right, trying to confuse the monster about the direction I would dodge. 

It looked like something capable of countering my feint, so I had to just wing it. Just like when one would move their arm around in a comical way only to end up kicking the opponent, I waited one more second...