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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 · Fantasie
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Crayfish

"I've lost vision!" Norbert reported in an alert voice. "It's only two streets further!" he then shouted, giving the last known location of the huge monster they were hunting.

"Let's go!" Mathew cheered.

Save for some remaining groups of wanderers, defeating that huge monster would put an end to this nerve-wracking event.

It was the last obstacle that separated Mathew from establishing the next level of the fortress, something that he had on his mind for quite a while.

The last obstacle, save for the insufficient amount of cores they had for establishing the settlement.

'Worst case scenario, we could sell most of the weapons, buy a set of brand new ones and make up the lacking number like that,' Mathew thought, sparing a bit of his mind to plan for the future.

But soon, all his thoughts ceased to wander when he faced the true scale of the enemy they hoped to hunt.