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Apocalypse Baby

Meet Alex Knight, a hardworking young man burdened by crushing debt and a bleak future. When his new boss turns his life into a waking nightmare, Alex finds himself trapped in a job he can't escape, his future held hostage by the whims of a tyrant. Just when he believes he has one anchor left—his girlfriend's love—a devastating betrayal leaves him utterly broken. But then the world changes. The system descends, dragging everyone into a chaotic new reality. Alex becomes the first to sync with it, earning a mysterious title: [Apocalypse Baby] [You have awakened the skill: Exploding Touch] [Anything you touch turns into a bomb.] Armed with a deadly gift, Alex rises from the ashes of his former life to become an unstoppable force in an urban fantasy world where power rules and vengeance drives him forward. Author’s Note: This story is about a man who loses everything—his freedom, his love, his sense of self—before the world itself collapses into chaos. Alex isn't a stoic hero who shrugs off pain. He feels it, breaks under it, and then rebuilds from the wreckage. Some readers might call him dramatic. And they're right—this isn't a power fantasy about a flawless protagonist. It’s about a man clawing his way back with explosive power, raw emotion, and zero filters. If you're into emotionally intense underdogs who explode (literally and metaphorically), welcome to the ride.

DoubleHush · Fantasy
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294 Chs
#ACTION
#ROMANCE
#SYSTEM
#OVERPOWERED
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#ANTIHERO
#LEVELUP
#APOCALYPSE
#FACESLAPPING

Apologies

The revelation that players could earn points by killing each other was a game-changer.

Alex's mind churned with thoughts. 'If points can be gained this way, there's a high chance people will focus on killing each other instead of hunting real monsters.'

He grimaced. Not every human was sane.

Among them, there were bound to be murderers, serial killers, or psychopaths who would see this as an opportunity—a twisted playground with no laws, and no consequences.

Without rules to hold them back, the worst of humanity could rise to the surface.

Alex's gaze darkened as his thoughts turned to the man with the scythe.

That killer hadn't even been aware of the tutorial's rules, yet he'd massacred every player who appeared with him.

What would someone like that do now, knowing there were rewards for such actions?

Alex shifted his focus to the group around him.

He observed each face carefully.