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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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410 Chs

I might be cute, but I'm not an idiot!

"There you go," Daria said while reaching her bloodied hand out.

"Thanks," Mathew said when the girl dropped the blood-covered cores on his open palm. "And with that said," Mathew added, only to turn around and head right back towards the merchant.

'Let's get this over with,' he thought as he reached for the blob of darkness.

A moment of shadowy theatrics later, Mathew appeared right back in the merchant's realm.

"I wish to buy basic supplies," he said before throwing the five cores in his hand.

The process of purchasing the items from the merchant didn't change at all. The cores first exploded with brightness, only for the light to then disappear, leaving behind a box of food, water, and basic medicine.

'With that, there shouldn't be any further problems,' Mathew thought when he grabbed the box.

"I'm leaving; see you soon!" he said out loud, not directing his words at anyone or anything specific.