Prologue

I was in my room, chilling on my bed looking for something to increase my already fried dopamine and sighed when I couldn't find anything good.

"These novels are boring, playing video games is a pain, porn is useless after I'm done finishing, and having friends takes way too much effort." I sighed as I threw my phone to the side of my bed and stared up at the ceiling.

"Hmm, should I go outside, do something productive, get a job, and maybe even find a cute girlfriend?"

"Nah that's even more work" I shook my head and laughed.

Oh hey, I didn't notice you there, I guess I didn't introduce myself but my name is Lucian, I am someone who learned the truth of the world at a very early age.

After learning that all men were actually not created equal, that life was definitely not fair, and true freedom is only for those with 'fuck you money' I shut myself in my room and drowned myself with the pleasure that was the internet.

I'm 21 years old and I haven't really done anything with my life, I was just thinking about leaving my cozy little basement and then going outside and trying my chances at the real world that was life.

But really, that was too much work, I would probably just end up being one of those worker drones with a 9-5 job, going home feeling dead inside, watching a football game drinking beer, and then jerking off next to my sleeping wife because she's "not in the mood."

I shiver at those thoughts and then think to myself

"Yeah, my cozy bedroom sounds way better than that."

I mean come on, I will probably eventually start being motivated and productive, but just give me a little more time...

Who am I kidding I've given that excuse since I was 18.

Gah.

If only I wasn't born starting at one of the lowest points in life, don't get me wrong I'm not disabled or anything, it's just I'm not anything special, well, I think that anyways.

Hmm now that I think about it, maybe that's why so many people like those weak to strong novels, who doesn't like to see the underdog become powerful and step on all those who bullied him?

I know someone who doesn't

Yep, me.

Trust me I can see the appeal, but the appeal doesn't seem that realistic when the underdogs in the real world usually stay that way, yet every MC seems to be in that .1% of people who make it out of being average.

Sigh...

I would much rather be some noble with monstrous talent than be a bullied little brat who has a stick up his arse because someone looked at him like the weakling he is....well was, not anymore since he managed to have heaven-defying luck and change his life with the snap of his fingers.

Eh...I guess that's why they call it a fantasy huh.

I sighed at how bleak my world was and truly knew the meaning of the words 'ignorance is bliss.'

I thought about how amazing it would be to be in one of those cultivation worlds, learning the Dao, fighting demon beasts with my extraordinary abilities, and living a long life with a harem of beautiful women.

But, that's all I could do, only think about it.

I couldn't even reincarnate since I was so safe inside my room.

Well, I could....but come on, I'm not that desperate.

I sighed once more and closed my eyes and rested my head on my pillow, I didn't even realize that it was already 5 a.m. I could sense a little sunlight from my window shining into my room, sigh...the blue light from my phone must be messing with my perception of time again.

Those were my last thoughts before I started dozing off into a deep sleep not knowing what was in store for me.