Gyutaro Saying Pathetic

Zhou Liang was a 17 year old boy who was in a miserable cycle of playing video games while taking little care of himself, his sole focus being to be the best gamer in the world. One day he unexpectedly died from lack of basic nutrition after staring at his computer screen for 5 days straight with no food or water. His life was so pathetic that barely anyone, not even his father, cared about his death. So why was he chosen...? [System] [Name]: Arthur Grimwood [Age]: 0 [Guild Rank]: N/A [Military Rank]: N/A [Skills]: ... ... [Class]: Mythical Necromancer {№§▲₿ΞŁ Rank}

Business elite Wu Bin suddenly died and reincarnated into a college student in a parallel world. Just as he joined the freshman military training, Wu Bin realized something was off. Why was his body weaker than a woman’s? Wu Bin had thought he could use the system to change his physique and reach the pinnacle of life! But who knew, in the next second, the style shifted dramatically! Ding. 【Congratulations, Host, for successfully acquiring Acute Myocardial Infarction】 【Beware, when your heart rate exceeds 130, Acute Myocardial Infarction will be triggered 100%】 Hiss! Are you serious with this crappy system? 【High host dissatisfaction value detected, special gift package for beginners】 【Congratulations to the host on your gift— Scorn of Death】 【Congratulations to the host on your gift — Rebirth from Cocoon】 【Congratulations to the host on your gift — Iron Will】 Consequently, the ordinary college student Wu Bin became a regular at the major hospitals in Shanghai. The campus belle was smitten with him, the principal prayed for him, and the instructor treated him as his own biological father! “Why can you fracture a bone just by going to the bathroom!” “How dare you travel all over with only 1 platelet?” “This batch of college students, they're very fragile, hard to kill!”

Ellyn Arte is a girl like many others. Hmm... maybe not. Well, she used to be. No, Ellyn has never really been just a typical person. First, being born with a mana core makes her a part of a minor group and second, that young woman couldn`t cast a spell for 18 years. If you don`t call this rare... In any case, the story stubbornly refuses a pathetic end. Ellyn wouldn`t let it. Luckily, there`s a princess who always knows a way.

Après trois ans de mariage avec une femme infidèle, le multi-milliardaire est chassé de chez lui ! Après le divorce... Son ex-femme infidèle vient supplier pour obtenir pardon en disant, "J'ai eu tort, s'il te plaît donne-moi une autre chance !" Pendant ce temps, son ancienne belle-mère implore, "S'il te plaît reste mon gendre, je ferai ta lessive, préparerai tes repas, et te servirai bien !" “Il est trop tard pour avoir des regrets..."

After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son. As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory. Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support. [Ding! Soulbinding successfully completed.] [Would the host like to upgrade your bronze-ranked butler to a powerful silver-ranked swordsman? Yes or No.] ............. https://discord.com/invite/8Ufe4789YX

Maril Santoro is a petty thief with dreams of becoming a notorious gangster. Her targets are always the corrupt and the lawless, driven by her quirky sense of justice. When her best friend is heartbroken after being cheated on by her boyfriend, Maril devises a plan to teach him a lesson he won't forget. However, in a hilarious twist of fate, she ends up kidnapping the wrong man—Rhysand Moretti, a powerful mafia lord. What begins as a comical blunder spirals into a series of misadventures as Maril's life collides with Rhysand’s dangerous world. Despite her initial fear, Maril’s bold and unpredictable nature captures Rhysand’s interest, leading to an unexpected and tumultuous relationship. Join The Don and his Diva to find out how their story proceeds. ---------------------------- Maril: Great, Maril. Just great. How could you be blind and not realize who you were kidnapping? It was supposed to be that scumbag, not a mafia lord. Rhysand: Excuse me! Did you just call me a scumbag? Maril: Nope. Never. I swear! Rhysand: I have to say you’ve got guts. People usually avoid me, not abduct me. This is a first. Maril: Listen, Mr. Wrong Guy, it was a mistake. A big, ridiculous, terrible mistake. How about we pretend this never happened? I untie you and you go back to your dangerous mafia life while I return to… well whatever it is I do. Rhysand: And what if I’m not interested in forgetting this ever happened? Maril: Why do you want to remember something so embarrassing? Shouldn’t you be trying to forget this pathetic incident? Rhysand: I don’t think it’s pathetic. I’d word it intriguing. After all, it’s not every day I come across someone as daring as you. Maril: Look, Mr. Mafia Lord…. Rhysand: Rhysand Moretti. Maril: Right, Mr. Moretti, this was all an accident, a confusion. I apologize for my mistake. I mean no harm, you mean no harm. Can’t we forget everything and end this amicably? Rhysand: We can. Maril: Thank …. Rhysand: But we won’t. Maril: What’s that supposed to mean? Rhysand: It means you’ve piqued my interest, lady. And in my world, it’s not something that happens often. Maril: Oh great, just what I needed in my life – another complication.

Classic hunter type novel. Superhumans called hunters go into portals / gates in order to hunt monsters. Story includes a pathetic attempt at comedy.

From ancient times to the present, it is said that there is a spiritual realm in the world. Regarding the saying of the spiritual realm, celebrities and scholars of all dynasties have different opinions. It is recorded in the poem: "From Qi to Tang, this mountain is desolate and desolate, the spiritual realm is lonely, and few people visit it." "The spiritual realm is indescribable, and it is difficult to find ghost work."

Ranked as humanity's weakest hunter, Jin-woo was nothing more than a disposable porter in a world of heroes and monsters. Death in a legendary dungeon should have been the end of his pathetic story. Instead, it was just the beginning. Armed with a mysterious system and a second chance at life, the former F-rank hunter must achieve the impossible: become strong enough to challenge gods themselves. In a world where power is everything, watch as the weakest rises to defy destiny itself. Some say death is the end. For Jin-woo, it was just his wake-up call.

I got completely hooked on this web novel, and suddenly, I was sucked into my phone! Now, I'm stuck in another world, turned into a pathetic level one bat. The system has made it clear: I can't go back home until I claw my way up to the rank of Dark Lord!

Born as the heir to the world's most powerful family of magicians, with a talent for magic that rivals that of the gods, Adall knew happiness only to have it forcibly ripped away from him shortly thereafter. Overnight, he would be banished from his family and condemned to a pathetic life of wandering. Or so it was supposed to happen... How did he become so powerful? Why am I unable to inflict even the slightest injury on him, even using my most powerful spells? Why must I lose to someone I could have killed with a mere murderous intent not long ago? His new calling will be to instill fear and despair in the hearts of his enemies.

"I never knew you were such a cowardly man," she began, her tone sharp and biting, her chin raised in defiance. "Too weak to break the news to me yourself. How pathetic." "It isn't like that," Ezekiel protested, stepping closer. "I have my reasons." "Reasons?" she snapped, pulling her hands away as he tried to hold them. Her glare hardened, a look of disgust flashing across her face. "My lady," he began, his voice thick with longing as his green eyes searched hers for any trace of understanding. Tentatively, he lifted a hand toward her face, only to let it fall back to his side. "I thought you, of all people, would understand me. Hear me out. This is what is expected of me—what I must do to secure my title. I—" "How is that any of my concern?" she interrupted, her voice like a whip, cold and unforgiving. "Do you expect me to be swayed by your empty words? Your honeyed excuses? I won't be moved by this pathetic display." "Can you just listen to me?" he snapped, his voice hardening in frustration. "Listen to what?" she shot back, venom dripping from her tone. "Your pathetic moaning and excuses? You've made a mockery of me, Ezekiel. You humiliated me—used me as nothing more than a bauble to decorate your arm before discarding me like trash. You are pathetic." "Eris," he growled, his once affectionate green eyes now shadowed with an eerie red. "I am still Duke Loxley, and I will not tolerate this tone from you. Know your place." She flinched at the harshness of his words but held her ground. "Sienna is a necessity," he continued, stepping closer to her. "I have to marry her to secure my title, but my affection—my care—it remains with you. I love you, Eris." The confession hung heavily in the air, but she did not falter. Instead, she took a deliberate step back, curtsying with practiced grace. "Apologies, Your Grace," she said, her voice detached and cold. "This mere human seems to have forgotten her place and overstepped. I will ensure it never happens again." "Eris..." He reached for her, desperation seeping into his voice, but she pulled away, her movements deliberate and precise. "Please excuse me. I will be taking my leave," she said, turning on her heel and walking away without a second glance.

In a world riddled with conflict, Sahej looks for the courage to face his best friend before one of them must fall victim to the manslaughter.

A World ruled by kings one king attacked an small Village killing Sai family he vowed to free the village

Sethius Von Nevermore. A name I know all too well. Calling him a demon spawn, a bastard, or a vile criminal would do him injustice. People inside the story may say he's the pure incarnation of death, wrapped in the pristine clothes of nobility. A prince born in the very thing he embodies, whose first breath became his mother's last. Second-born to the throne but first in infamy. A villain whose existence makes ink turn crimson with dread. And now? Now, as I stare into this accursed mirror, all I see is his face, those hollow crimson eyes, in which my soul seems to be trapped for eternity. Oh dear heavens, how hearty must he be laughing because I... I have transmigrated into the body of the worst villain in the novel I used to read. But, even then this poor, pathetic, little me will do what my sorry excuse of predecessor couldn’t accomplish even in his wildest dreams. Killing the story protagonist. ///////////////////////////// Just wanna say a few things: 1) The plan is for it to be free so no pay to read bs and even if I change my mind in the future I guarantee at least 100 chapters( if I get that far) 2)Even if it may suck at the start plese read at least maybe 5-10 chapters before dropping it. 3) the first chapter will between 500-1000 words until I get the hang of how to write cuz like alot of people here, english is not my first language. 4) I use AI to help me write this cuz I suck so if this doesn't sit well with you fell free to skip.( ´-｀) 5)Enjoy reading ( ´∀｀ )b

Kevin was on his way to work, thinking about how his life was a huge failure, but that changed when he died in an even more pathetic way, even the gods felt bad about the young man's accident. That's the reason why he reincarnated as Thelris Angelini Savoy, the second son of King Cylaros. But who said this would make his life easy?

Laurel Hayes was just an ordinary high school student until mysterious vortexes appeared and unleashed monsters upon the world, turning her life into a nightmare. Barely surviving the chaos with her boyfriend Luka, Laurel awakens to find him a famous hunter, while she’s left behind with her pathetic body as everyone move forward. Determined to catch up, she dies in a relentless pursuit of power—only to wake up again, and again. Trapped in a time loop, Laurel’s obsession with Luka pushes her to madness and murder, but in her fourth life, she chooses a different path thinking about focusing on surviving but ended up discovering new things that makes her goal seems out of reach.

"I, who was once the King of the Seven Kingdoms, hailed as the strongest of all men, now find myself trapped in the body of a loser—and, to add insult to injury, a rapist. The fact that I can't just buff up this pathetic body with a bit of exercise and become strong again is another cruel twist of fate. Why, you ask? Because I can't use the very magic that people in this world rely on. Tsk, how on earth am I supposed to regain my former glory now? Guess I'll have to get creative with this 'loser' body of mine."

"I don't believe you." I answer him calmly, trying to convince him that I know that he was just spewing bullshit to make me go crazy, that this is all just a sad pathetic joke. This can't be true. "In fact, I don't believe anything you've said to me." I say more to try to convince myself, although I'm starting to question everything, but he doesn't need to know that. He just smirks, looks too proud of himself and begin to walks backward, away from me. "You don't have to believe me, darling. You'll see for yourself, soon. Very soon." It sounds much like a promise of the unknown future that they stop me on my track. Goosebumps spread all over my hands and the back of my neck. A bad premonition clouds my my heart. No, wait. What's with him? Does he think that he is a fortune teller too, now? Am I supposed to believe his words, no question asked? The fact that I'm considering any of his words are just enough prove that I'm indeed going insane. No, he is insane. And maybe, I'm a tad bit desperate to find answers to all of this mess that's my life these past few weeks. And he's taking advantage of it, I'm not sure how he knows but I'm pretty annoyed that he could sways me easily like this. I need to stay the hell away from this nuisance. Just as I'm about to turn around and forget what he says, he decides to say something that I will remember long after my journey begins. "In fact, never believe in anyone, Elena. Not even The One's above." are the last word he says before he turn around and completely disappear from my sight. His words leave me puzzled and speechless. I don't know what to think anymore. All of this new information only further my confusion as it is. If any of what he says turn out to be true then what's meaning of this? I don't know anything anymore. Only one thought clouding my mind. What in the world is going on?

Kyle lived a mundane life for all twenty years on this mundane planet. His life only made interesting by the sexual fantasies running through his head of being dominated by a woman. Yet those were dreams, or they were until he found one billion dollars randomly in his bank account. Things could surely go up from there right? Femdom: Yes Harem: Yes NTR: Yes Incest: Yes Brutal Segs: Yes A/N: Mc is pathetic and stupid cause I am kinda biased ngl. Don't expect him to be some braniac, he is a dumbass who thinks with his pants.

Jimbo is a Hardcore Gamer. He makes a living in E-Sports. Compete in a niche, but it's HIS niche. There is no one else at his level who performs heart and soul in his favorite genre: Management. Whether it's towns, cities, or even armies - Jimbo is the organizational master! A facet that is ironic when his death is brought about by the deplorable condition of his room. Perhaps a soul like his would seem pathetic to any ethereal and divine entity who would take it between their fingers. But the truth is that every soul has its precious place in the universe, and Jimbo's place was in a realm in crisis. Only he would no longer be Jimbo. He would become the dungeon.

Life is full of up's and downs, hero's teach us to never give up when life gives us the harshest treatment Villain's also tell us to never give up because of their dream and revenge But a normal person isn't a hero or villain so they can give up, right? Well what will happen when you give up on life thinking you're pathetic but it was only the beginning... Of so much more

Being weak is a Sin in a world ruled by those in power. Evan, born poor had worked harder than anyone around him only to die in the hands of those in high positions. Being filled with hatred towards the world for its unfairness, he felt pain all around his body and realized that he was lying around in an ally. " Wasn't I dead?" Be it the blessing of the world or the intention of some unknown being, realizing that he was given another opportunity in this world where huge machines, magic, and many other supernatural powers exist. He decided not to die such a pathetic death again. To do that he had to become the most powerful being in the world. Join our protagonist on a journey into the vast universe on existing adventures. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Main Protagonist: Evan Is there a System? Yes, but it will be introduced later and it's a major part of the story. Is MC overpowered? Hmmm.. what can I say? Yes and no. Will there be any romance? Hadn't considered it yet. But if there is, there will be only one love interest. Any other questions? You can just comment. ------------------------------------------------------------------ This is my first time writing anything and English is not my first language, so please bear with me. I will be uploading regularly although there is no set schedule I will set it after I reach a certain level so don't worry.

The balance between good and evil has been breached The veil between the living and the dead has been torn. Nature's balance is threatened What was left of the world was chaos Why? The imposters They have come With glowing red eyes and long talons, canine touching their jaws ready to devour, made from evil in the covers of darkness to kill everything in their way. Lana is the unfortunate child of the spirit wolf, the child of the forgotten prophecy, the child destined for greatness, and death, living in the world of darkness, the child meant to save the world from darkness. They say she's weak and pathetic, How can she be the child of destiny, With no mate by her side, she is bound to fail, Or so they thought.

Sohn Des Kaiser had lived a pathetic life after failing to make it as a professional footballer. Stabbed at a bar while watching the Champions League final, he hoped for a final time that he could get the chance to live his dreams as his consciousness faded. only waking up in his old room as his 14 year old self. Armed with the Ultimate Athlete System, follow Kaiser as he rises through the ranks and becomes the best footballer the world has ever seen!

Plague with dreams from another world, Artemesia, the sole princess of a small kingdom was sent to a debutante ball that selects the possible bride of the Emperor whom they are under. She wants the empire, but not the man on the throne.

Synopsis: "Somethings.., are better left Unknown" ••• When the idea of what is real is just a fragment of something non-existent... ••• Thrown into a world of complete chaos where life and death lay in an intricate balance. Kaelyn, a young boy who has known nothing but the pathetic and problematic life he was used to is assigned physical abilities to transverse multiple worlds of uncharted realities. In a web of worlds characterized by horrifying monsters and inter-dimensional complexities, he joins an academy of Awakened Travelers where he is made to face far beyond what was and what is but now, what is to come. Just as Lynn began to adjust to his new found reality, something gruesome happened to stir underneath...

Paavna is your average Chennai girl: middle-class, top scorer in everything except English, and a part-time life coach for her two chaos-machine brothers. Her life is simple, predictable, and occasionally interrupted by bus conductors yelling, “Oru ticket thara ma!” But even in her sea of struggles, she holds on to one secret: a hopeless crush on her classmate Aadav since first standard. Why? No idea. It’s not like he handed her a crayon or something. It just...happened. Aadav, on the other hand, is living proof that money can’t buy happiness—or therapy. Abandoned by his parents for their shiny new families, he’s been stuck with an empty mansion, two nerdy besties, and a reputation for being too cool to care. Except, he does care—especially about a certain girl who refuses to crumble under the weight of life, unlike him. But his pride won’t let him admit he likes her, so he hides it the way all boys do: by pretending she doesn’t exist. When they finally get around to addressing the awkwardness between them, it becomes clear that their feelings have always been there—buried under layers of misunderstandings. Paavna: "You know, for someone who’s so smart, you’re really bad at this ‘love’ thing." Aadav: "And for someone who aces everything, you’re really bad at reading signals." Paavna: "Signals? What signals? I’m just waiting for you to say something sensible for once!"

There’s a saying that all real-time games are, in fact, turn-based games. If you consider “doing nothing within infinitely small units of time” as completing a turn, then it’s true. Sophistry, you say? I thought so too. At least, until I found myself trapped in this insane game, becoming a turn-based wizard.