My System Is Unlucky

[Not brainless] [No harem] [No routine] [Pretty cool writing] [No swords (the author is not good at writing swords)] "Gah!——" The cries of crows cut through the night sky, and under the moonlight, a black figure loomed. How unlucky can one be? Fu Yun, who has awakened the "Unfortunate" system, should have the most say. Betrayed by a friend? Being beaten for no reason? These are just appetizers, and the disasters that plague Fu Yun are far more than that. The black figure slowly opened his arms, as if opening a performance. He kicked off the episode called "Misfortune" and went in to write the epic of "Disaster". His voice echoed in the canyon and never dispersed for a long time—— "The torrent of disaster..."