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Redo: Grimoire System in the Apocalypse

"Am I being eaten by a SLIME?!?!" A normal man woke up to find himself surrounded by the unconscious figures of his family and neighbors. The land around him was large and open, not a single structure in sight. "What's... going on?" **** Taylor, an emotionally detached family man, woke up in a strange place. Dungeons dotted the land and Monsters ran rampant. After conquering his first Dungeon, he decides that the best way to protect his children is to build a strong community. He begins his conquest as a Support build, focusing on Defense and healing to better protect his loved ones. Is that good enough to keep them alive? Can he build a community strong enough to survive the incoming disasters? Can he unlock the secrets of the mysterious Mana? Join our hero as he uses his powerful defenses to protect those he cares about! **** *Not for children, this novel will have both lewd and gruesome moments as it progresses further into the story. Cover artwork by BlackLapiz, she did an amazing job at bringing the MC to life. Tags: System, Fantasy, Romance, Fighting, Sex, Love, Husband and Wife, Multiple Lovers, Harem, Apocalypse, Magic, Mana, Kingdom Building, Survival

Ullyr · Fantasi
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317 Chs

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Geth saw through his own eyes for the first time since this shit show had begun. He looked down at Zolis' body, only to be surprised once again.

A white orb was hovering just above her body. It was no bigger than a basketball, but the power it gave off was enough to light a city block back on Earth.

Though Geth had learned the Skill, he realized that he couldn't cast it instantly. He needed a moment to sort through the information that had been engraved with the Formation.

The orb didn't seem to be fading, and now that he was back to normal, time moved incredibly slow for him. With none of his selves out, he could come close to reproducing the effects of Time Delay without actually using the Skill on himself.

The first thing he took notice of were the attacks aimed at him. It hadn't even been a tenth of a second since he'd come to.