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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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410 Chs

Red-eyes zombies

"What the..." Mathew mouthed. His eyes opened wide as he started right at the backs of the zombies.

'Is this another bait?' the young man thought, looking around to check the movements of the zombie army in general. Standing on the ground, though, made him lose the height advantage he had atop the compound's wall.

'I can't see shit." Mathew gritted his teeth. No matter how much he strained his eyes, the rows of the zombies ahead blocked his sight of what was happening to the back. 'Is that how the commanders in the medieval battles felt like?'

'Norbert!' Mathew suddenly thought, turning around and looking up the wall. Yet, the policeman stood atop the wall with an empty expression in his eyes. 'What is he staring off in the distance, for?' Mathew asked himself, gritting his teeth in silent frustration.

"Mathew?" Daria asked.