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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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Shock and terror

"Let's all just calm down for a moment," the middle-aged leader of the locals slowly raised his hands. "I'm not going to give my people a sign, you are not going to pull the trigger of the gun in your hand," he proposed. "Do we have a deal?"

'Dealing with this man can only lead to a disaster,' Mathew thought, doing his absolute utmost to keep up the smirking facade. 'But for now…'

Mathew heaved a deep sigh, loosening his facade and allowing a slight sense of displeasure to appear on his face.

"How could we calm down when you are currently trying to rob us?" Mathew asked, leaning his head over his shoulder. "Even after all the pains and hardships, we went through to save you from the horde, even after openly claiming the cores of the zombies we took down ourselves…"

As Mathew continued his lecture, more and more guns continued to raise from the floor only to point their muzzles toward the leader of the locals.