Your luck is my luck, and your fortune is my fortune!

Rob Fortune stood at the pinnacle of the infinite realities, a being known as a Supreme Existence with strength above infinity and eternity, paving his way to the zenith through blood and bones.

For eons he lived a life of misfortune, and was given titles such as the Devouring Darkness or the Betrayer of Humanity as a result of his desperate will to survive. For eons he struggled against fate and destiny, over the schemes and plots of great beings and old foggies, until he finallly ascended to the supreme throne.

And when he did, he was petty!

To his left was a protagonist who lived an easy-going life and a harem of a billion men and women, and to his right was the destined champion of a reality cluster and was readily given all the things they needed like a pampered brat.

Lucky bastards on the left, cheating bastards on the right.

Life was truly fair...

Fuck that! Rob Fortune wasn't having any of that! If others can have such an easy life, then why couldn't he?

So, after plotting and scheming, fooling and deceiving, he was finally greeted with the fruits of eons of labor!

"Cheats, golden fingers, overpowered systems, they're all mine! Mine, mine, MINE!"