Fantasy

Fate is weird. Of all the people in the world, why would it select me to send to a different world?
    And what is it trying to do? Put up a show by giving me a system? But oh well, what do I care.
    The previous owner of this body was a cripple and looked down on, but now I can slap their faces with my system.
    Young masters? Get out of my way!
    Princes? Geniuses? Oh please. I have a system. That does not mean anything to me.
    I know that I am not the greatest. But fate gave me a cheat system, and I am not wasting it.
    I am going to do whatever it takes to conquer this world. Fate forced me to do this. It isn’t my fault if I cause some ruin on the way.