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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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Spell alley

Mathew waited for a long time for the merchant to give out its answer. He waited so long, that out of pure boredom, he started to read through all the details of various systems showcased on the nearby pedestals.

"Unable to assess customer's system grade(Check A/N)," the merchant finally replied in its usual voice after what seemed like an eternity… or after Mathew managed to read through nearly half of all the systems that were gathered in the alley.

"Customer's system is of a grade beyond what the grade of system seeds that customer currently can purchase," the robotic voice filled in some details. "As such, it's impossible to assess the customer's system grade without extraction."

"Does the customer wish to proceed with the system extraction?" the merchant then asked.

As usual, its voice was completely robotic, deprived of all and any humanity in it. And yet, just like a few times in the past, Mathew could hear a hint of some emotion in it.