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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 **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantaisie
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What that makes them to be

"Let me reiterate what just happened," Daria spoke in a cold voice and a slow manner. "You visited the merchant that also serves as the control hub for the fortress, right?" she asked.

"That's right," Mathew nodded his head, even though it was too dark for the girl to see it.

"And after visiting said hub, you suddenly found a way to bring back electricity to the compound." Daria finished what she wanted to say before taking a short break. "Do you see what I struggle to accept?" she then asked.

"Not really?" Mathew denied. But he wasn't an idiot. The way in which the girl put this topic made it clear that there was something wrong. Something wrong that Mathew simply failed to take notice of.