Apocalypse: Building And Hoarding My Way Through.
Scarlett Jerkins' dream was simple: wealth and the freedom to indulge. But when she let love in, she regretted it as her life was brutally cut short by her husband's family, ending a six-month coma but fate had other plans. Ding! {You've awakened the Echo System.} Scarlett's eyes flickered open to an unfamiliar world, guided by an enigmatic system that revealed her new reality: an apocalypse world where monsters born from history deceased roamed free. She discovered that she was among the chosen members chosen by the system destined to save humanity. But this newfound purpose felt like a curse. Having escaped death only to face it again was a cruel twist of fate. And to make matters worse, her life was now tied to Garvin Johnson, her former rude, spoilt brat boss, whom she must protect at all costs. As she navigates this treacherous realm, she must confronts twisted creatures born from history's deceased. With the three elements at her command, she must gather resources, slay monsters, and safeguard Garvin. Scarlett's drive for survival becomes a quest for redemption, fueled by her past traumas and newfound purpose. As stakes escalate, Scarlett and Garvin face impossible choices, forging alliances with other chosen members who were handsome men and confronting enemies in a desperate bid to ensure humanity's survival.
Run, Golden!
The words of forgiveness were there, but Garvin's tone carried a hard edge, and the look in his eyes hinted at something darker brewing beneath the surface. The storm raged on outside, rain falling in heavy sheets, accompanied by loud claps of thunder that shook the ground.
Garvin sat alone, separated from the group, his heart weighed down by Scarlett's death. He couldn't shake the morbid thought that if he dug her up, brought her out of the soil again, she might somehow come back to life.
Larry, Louise, and Maya sat together, their expressions equally grim. The tour lights in their hands did little to lift the oppressive gloom that had settled over them.
"Do you think Garvin would be okay?" Maya asked, her gaze drifting to Garvin, who sat with his back to them, his figure a shadow against the dim firelight. She sighed, looking back at the group. "He won't even talk to us. It's like he's completely shut us out."