webnovel

Chef in the Apocalypse

Chapter release at 8pm every day - UTC +10 ---------- "Cataclysm: Worlds End" The name of the game that threw the world into disaster. 3 months after its release it descended onto Earth, merging with it and creating an apocalypse. Hordes of bloodthirsty monsters were let loose onto the waking world, killing and destroying everything in its wake. Landmarks were torn down, whole continents left desolate in the destructive wake of the Cataclysm. As the Cataclysm descended, every human regardless of age heard a monotonous voice in their heads... [Choose your Class] The story follows Jayce, an accomplished Swordsman who is killed by a boss monster 10 years after the apocalypse began. One of his last sentences before his death was how he dreamed to be a Chef when he grew up. After his death, he returns back in time to the release day of Cataclysm. Having 3 months to try and figure out a way to improve his odds of survival this time around. And the day finally arrived. [Choose your Class] [Class: Chef has been chosen] "W-Wait what? I didn't even get a choice!" -------------------------- Release schedule: 2 Chapters per day WPC July 2023 [ML] Winner

leeroycgna · Fantasía
Sin suficientes valoraciones
305 Chs

The Truth

Jayce decided that he would fulfill Lianna's request. He had originally intended to keep this secret in his heart, much like the situation during the Beast Tide in order to protect her and her feelings. Yet staring into her deep green eyes, he knew that she was serious.

"You were possessed by a Dryad. A nasty monster which took control of your mind and made you do some bad things." He started, choosing his words carefully.

"When I told you that we were going into the left tunnel, you reacted weirdly and began to walk closer to me." Jayce paused for a moment, "Then you pushed me into the tunnel and apologized, before running off to the right tunnel."

At these words Lianna was shocked, and a frown appeared on her beautiful face. "W-What happened after that? Did you try to stop me?" she asked. There was no accusation in her tone, as if she was just trying to get stock of all the information.