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I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Starting out from NY city, one man will come back in time and start dominating the world of the apocalypse. Hye lived his entire life without a class. After the apocalypse hit the human world, strange creatures invaded and killed humans while new lands were being added. Systems were given to humans and with the help of the guides, humans started to fight back for their lives. All of this happened under the watch of the venerable beings who were shining stars in the sky; gods! Hye dreamt his entire life of a chance to prove himself. He was a hard-working, earnestly learning, and smart youth. However, the apocalypse never was merciful to such humans at all. Until one day he got a chance to go back in time when everything started. At this new starting point, he found himself able to finally obtain what he wanted, a class for himself and power beyond imagination. But will things be this easy for him? ______________________________________________ Release schedule: 1-2 chapters per day, more chapters per summoning pens: 1 chap for every 100 summoning pens. [WPC #264 - Gold Place Winner!] [ Check trailer 1 of the novel here: bit.ly/wn12345 ]

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Blood Oath

"This…"

"But…"

The two of them were taken aback with what I just said. My words were easy to understand, as I intended to let those coming after Lang to clash with this lord's forces here.

And that meant I'd use this lord's forces to fight against others without losing anything. Facing a few lords wouldn't be a great trouble, and yet it seemed the number of lords coming was simply too much to handle.

I also got something else to worry about other than those incoming lords; which was protecting my own territory.

There were lots of lords and their armies heading towards my land at this moment.

I got that they underestimated my little lizard, but I also had to be ready to step in if things went south somehow.

And that was one of the main reasons behind me accepting that middle aged man's offer.

He was straightforward in his offer, knowing without fight his real place and the limits of his abilities.