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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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Storm rages

A single problem plagued my ability to launch a huge number of bolts. I simply couldn't control all those attacks at once, making a huge number of them nothing more but a waste of my mana. 

In turn, my inability severely limited the amount of mana per second that I could turn into damage to my enemies. But it all ended today. 

'Let's see what those aiming stones are good for!' I thought, raising all the stuff I prepared within my Mage's Tower. 

Anyway, so I started blasting. 

Tatatata...

Even though the bolt launchers shouldn't produce any sound, seeing how each of the launchers started to heat up and produce its first attacks, my mind added the background music to the moment all on its own. 

And before long, the slow, rhythmic beating speed up. 

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