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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 **********

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"So you've really made up your mind," Leila said as she came out from behind the corner, revealing that she spied on Mathew's rallying speech.

"I didn't expect you to be here," Mathew turned his head around and said, casting a quick glance in the girl's direction.

Ever since he left her lap, Mathew threw himself into the hurry of getting everything settled and prepared for the coming expedition.

'I have no idea what she was up to since then… could it be she kept on following me?' Mathew asked himself.

His thoughts lingered on the topic for a second before the young man shook his head. 'What's even the point of thinking about this?' Mathew asked himself while taking a deep breath.

"I finished up with what I was doing so I came to check on you," Leila explained before putting on a faint smile. "Even though it was my idea to spend my allocated time the way we did, I couldn't help but feel some lingering regrets," she added as her smile turned into a smirk.