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Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for. But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again? But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out? And most of it all, why does the school looks like it did just a moment before the apocalypse began? ********** Discord link: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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It's time to deploy

"They are coming," Norbert muttered while opening his eyes.

The entire fighting force of Mathew's camp was currently gathered at the north part of the fence, with several pieces of broken furniture stacked in a way that allowed them quick access to the other side of the barrier.

As she never participated in the fight and had no means of doing so, Beatrice was the only one who stood a considerable distance away, here only to learn more about how the fight would look like.

From the front, there were Leila and Nadia. Behind them stood Daria and Mathew, with Norbert and Carol holding the rear along with all the hunters of Carol's squad.

'Just a little bit longer,' Mathew thought, pulling out both of the scrolls from the inner pocket of his clothes before quickly scanning their content.

As soon as his eyes lay down on the runes on the scroll, the items instantly crumbled into dust while Mathew's brain froze for but a second.