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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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Storm of lights and noises

"Or are you that itchy for a dick, your desire should take priority over saving seven people?" Mathew asked, staring Carol down with a cold expression on his face.

"Wait, what?" Carol replied in a confused voice, failing to follow Mathew's words. "How is my wish to end this silly bet translated into an itch?" she asked in a surprisingly calm manner.

"That's the only reason why you would possibly be so eager to ignore the lives of others over a silly bet like this," Mathew replied with the same, cold voice.

'I know I don't make much sense, but right now I don't have the time to play around with her,' he thought, stopping his eyes from rolling around.

"How about my wish to ensure no one would dare to challenge my authority in the hunters' squad?" Carol then pushed back, raising one of her eyebrows while giving Mathew an annoyed look.