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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

The Dragon Of Storms [Pt 2]

There were many ways to win.

I knew that from the get-go.

I could use [Subspace] to shave off parts of the Dragon's body, reducing its health until it completely fell apart.

I could use my purification to severely weaken it and blast the monster to kingdom come.

An easy solution would also be to use the seventy-one Treasures OF War to impale the beast on all ends. If I added my Mana to them and increased their efficiency, the monster stood no chance.

I could keep going on and on as to how I could win, but what was the point?

Once in a while, a person needed some excitement in their life—I was no exception.

"COME!"

My declaration prompted the Dragon Of Storms—or rather, what was left of him—to charge at me with frightening speed.

>WHOOOOSSHSHHH<

In a flash, it closed the distance between us, baring its claws at me. The monster's large hand descended on my smaller frame, drawing close at a frightening degree.