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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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Not holding back at all

"If you help us ward off the horde you mentioned, I and my people will follow and join your group."

This was the kind of statement Mathew was waiting for. A pledge of allegiance, even if it was without any real weight.

There was no magic that would force the other group to follow Mathew's command now that they submitted to him. There would be nothing stopping them from stabbing Mathew back or simply leaving as soon as he would take care of the horde.

'But none of that matters,' Mathew thought, allowing a small smile at the corner of his mouth. 'All I need is a chance to make them realize just how insanely good my offer is!'

"All the supplies we've gathered during this scavenging run are in…" the former leader of the other group turned around, raising his hand to point in some direction.