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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 the one to decide who can afford privacy!

"That escalated quite quickly," Mathew said after he was done being shocked by Beatrice's proposition. "Still, doesn't that kind of play require a certain factor to be in place?" he then asked while raising one of his eyebrows and meaningfully turning his stare to Norbert.

"Huh?" the younger of the police officer that was already by Mathew's side raised his eyebrows as he alternated his eyes between Beatrice and Mathew. He then finally settled on looking at the girl while still keeping his eyes wide open. "Are you out of your mind?!"

"Doesn't look like a proper reaction for someone who just did his not-blood-related sister in the ass only a few hours ago," Mathew commented in a hushed voice.

Yet, regardless of whether it was his intention or not, the main hall of the school, now that it was deprived of the stairway in its middle, proved to have pretty bad acoustics.