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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

Losing Consciousness!

"Come!" I knew these two looking as raised daggers in front of my face weren't going any easy on me.

But if that was the only path, then let it be done!

"Ahhh!"

All I felt was such a scorching pain that I never imagined or felt before. It felt like all cells in my body got burnt and blazed like they were being baptised with fire.

I screamed, screamed for a long time that felt like a decade. I didn't know what to do but to try and endure.

But would anyone be able to endure such pain? It wasn't a pain any living person should experience.

Just after long minutes, and when I started to feel I was enduring this, the pain showed that it had another level I never knew of.

It started with dissipating towards my heart and mind, then my soul. I could feel my soul getting chopped to pieces, big ones, then smaller, and smaller.

It was so damn painful! I felt like I was dying, one time after a time, like thrown alive into a boiling oil container.