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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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Picking targets

"Everyone ready?" Mathew asked, turning his head over his shoulder and casting a quick glance at his team.

There were only five of them in total. A pretty small number for an expedition that had several objectives on the to-do list, all of which required a long-distance trip.

"We are ready," Nadia replied, taking a step forward and nodding her head as she spoke for all three of Mathew's wives that participated.

"I'm ready," Norbert reported, nodding his head.

Counting Mathew, five of them. A skeletal crew if there was any way to call them.

But all the disadvantages of lacking numbers were counteracted by the individual strength of the participants. And the two advantages of their small number, their mobility and their ability to sneak around, made this kind of arrangement pretty favorable.