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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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Baptism of blood (part 1)

"Are you for real?" Carol protested Mathew's plan. "They are..." she added in a loud voice, only to glance over her back for a second and then turn her tone down to a mere whisper. "They are not ready yet!"

Rather than waiting for the hunting squad to get familiar with their weapons by striking pieces of rubble down the hole, Mathew pulled them all along as soon as he ensured the workers knew what to do. And now, after taking some time to get everyone down to the ground floor of the school, he had no other choice but to listen to Carol protesting his decisions.

'At least she is wise enough not to do it out loud,' Mathew thought while the girl continued to whisper her opinions in a voice just loud enough for him to hear yet silent enough for it not to reach the hunting squad tagging behind them.