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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 · Fantasi
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I'm a leader, not a pimp!

"Damn…" Nadia moaned while stretching out both her legs and her hands. "That was tiring!" she then shouted while slamming her hands against a small desk she was sitting behind.

Mathew's group moved to a small room that Marcus prepared beforehand to conduct all of their interviews.

What Marcus didn't know, though, was that Mathew's claims to be able to see through every lie… was a lie in itself.

"I'm sorry in advance," Mathew said to Norbert as soon as they left the main hall of the camp and entered the room.

"For what?" Norbert asked while raising his eyebrows with suspicion filling his eyes.

"Since we can't really ascertain whether those people will lie or not, it will be up to you to monitor them closely," Mathew revealed his true plan.