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I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Starting out from NY city, one man will come back in time and start dominating the world of the apocalypse. Hye lived his entire life without a class. After the apocalypse hit the human world, strange creatures invaded and killed humans while new lands were being added. Systems were given to humans and with the help of the guides, humans started to fight back for their lives. All of this happened under the watch of the venerable beings who were shining stars in the sky; gods! Hye dreamt his entire life of a chance to prove himself. He was a hard-working, earnestly learning, and smart youth. However, the apocalypse never was merciful to such humans at all. Until one day he got a chance to go back in time when everything started. At this new starting point, he found himself able to finally obtain what he wanted, a class for himself and power beyond imagination. But will things be this easy for him? ______________________________________________ Release schedule: 1-2 chapters per day, more chapters per summoning pens: 1 chap for every 100 summoning pens. [WPC #264 - Gold Place Winner!] [ Check trailer 1 of the novel here: bit.ly/wn12345 ]

ranmaro · Fantasy
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1796 Chs

And So It Started...

As for the Hescos, they were silent all this time. The portal looked as if it was a dead star, without showing any sign of getting activated or anything.

But Hye didn't get fooled by that. He knew the Hescos were biding their time, waiting for the right moment to intervene. And he needed to be extremely sharp about their move, especially when it'd come in the middle of the expectedly heated up battle he'd get involved in.

The news from the small battles reached him in half a day. And what he read in these reports made him grin evilly.

"The Toranks seem quite serious about what's in the caravan, they are using the deadly version of my dark realm bones like they were fighting for their existence…"

The reports spoke about the extreme use of the deadly dark realm bones of his. Nobody couldn't recognise these bones, or the special way to detonate them. But he wouldn't miss that.