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Rise Of The Hoarder

On Christmas day, seemingly overnight, God summoned everyone on Earth, giving every single person a 'Gift' along with a System. These Gifts, synonimous with special abilities granted people powers beyond comprehension. However, with these abilities came tragedy that enveloped the world. The Apocalypse! Jeremy Lewis, a reclusive loner, is mysteriously exempt from this phenomenon and finds himself being the only one without a Gift. God decides to grant him the last Gift available, [Subspace], and forcefully returns him to a world that has become hell. Horrifying monsters now lurk around every corner, and inevitable death awaits. Arming himself with his wits and the Gift he possesses, how will Jeremy survive this cruel new world that he finds himself in? "Everything will go according to plan, and ultimately the path I have started will lead to my victory... these tools will be useful in achieving that!" PLEASE JOIN OUR DISCORD!!!  https://discord.gg/nTP43UEphg ALSO, WE NOW HAVE A SUBREDDIT COMMUNITY. Please join to interact more with other readers and the author! https://www.reddit.com/r/Magecrafspellcraft?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share This is to provide better services to you readers, and for a more direct conversation between me as an author, and you as readers. Plus, there are Original Character Designs of the novel characters in the communities. So, please... Hop on the Discord and Subreddit train! Follow me on Instagram: the_magecrafter You're all welcome!

Magecrafter · Fantasy
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464 Chs

Masked Stranger

After using his [Teleport] Gift consecutively, for an extended period of time, Terry became exhausted.

Sure, Gifts did not require Mp, but it took a great amount of concentration and stamina to maintain them. While they were considered a part of someone, even using one's hands or legs too much would exhaust a person; the same applied to Gifts.

Needless to say, Terry was tired, so he put off using [Teleport], and decided to simply walk.

'I don't know how much time they can buy for me, but…'

He had to find a haven to recuperate his energy.

After agonizing over what he did to his teammates for some time, Terry had managed to ease his conscience and was now more determined to survive than ever before.

'Where do I go, though?' He racked his brain for an answer.

Even if he went through the right path of the corridor, and ended up in front of a Spawn Room, what next?