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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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"He was..." Mathew attempted to repeat what he had just heard out loud so that he could process it better. He then opened his eyes, unwilling to listen to Norbert's voice while thinking.

'Are you fucking serious?' he whined in his mind, this single sentence putting even more mental burden on the young man's mind.

"Are you disappointed?" Nadia asked in a slightly colder tone than usual.

"Why would I be?" Mathew asked and rolled his eyes. "Do you really think I'm craving more pussy than I already have?" he asked, his own voice matching the coldness of Nadia's.

"That was rude and uncalled for," Leila commented, joining in on Nadia's side.

"Yeah, I know." Mathew didn't bother trying to skip on the responsibility for his own words. "But can you two be silent for a moment?" he asked harshly and closed his eyes.

"What the hell do you..." Norbert rushed to use the opportunity of Mathew being able to hear him.