He was given the choice between a normal life, or a chance to become one of the premier existences of the multiverse. His response? “Huh. Will it make me coin? Because if not then, honestly, why bother?” The system is failing. Has been for a while now. Poor upkeep and negligent oversight leading to the emergence of aberrations unbound by the great system and it’s stringent regulations. Potentially system breaking entities that may very well predate the grand architecture itself. Fen’Reale, these so called “fate-touched,” whose natural born attributes far exceed the realm of mere mortals. A choice few surpassing even that of gods. Beings whose natural talent alone have seen them rise to the high seated positions of autarch and oligarchy, divine emperors among lowly immortals, in a fraction of the time it should have taken. Hated and feared in equal measure, culled from birth as a matter of course, who in their right mind would ever suspect such a preeminent figure from myth and legend to be born on a no-name planet at the back end of nowhere? Jun certainly hadn’t, and he was one of them. Although, even if he had, he likely wouldn’t have cared one way or another. After all, he wasn’t a bloody cultivator! Leave all that playacting to the punch drunk enthusiasts out there. Him, on the other hand? Well, he had a business to run, not to mention a 5 o’clock he was already running late for. What to expect? - [Weak to OP Mc]  - [Unorthodox Progression] - [Jokes, Japes, & Alliteration Galore]  - [Eastern Cultivation Elements]  - [Coin Obsessed Mc] - [Conceptual Shenanigans] - [A Steady Descent into Madness] - Tentacles?!?! - [No harem, romance, or vr] - [No Litrpg elements until Chapter 2] Daily uploads! 2000 to 3000 word chapters! Current schedule: Monday through Friday at approx 4PM EST