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Rise Of The Hoarder

On Christmas day, seemingly overnight, God summoned everyone on Earth, giving every single person a 'Gift' along with a System. These Gifts, synonimous with special abilities granted people powers beyond comprehension. However, with these abilities came tragedy that enveloped the world. The Apocalypse! Jeremy Lewis, a reclusive loner, is mysteriously exempt from this phenomenon and finds himself being the only one without a Gift. God decides to grant him the last Gift available, [Subspace], and forcefully returns him to a world that has become hell. Horrifying monsters now lurk around every corner, and inevitable death awaits. Arming himself with his wits and the Gift he possesses, how will Jeremy survive this cruel new world that he finds himself in? "Everything will go according to plan, and ultimately the path I have started will lead to my victory... these tools will be useful in achieving that!" PLEASE JOIN OUR DISCORD!!!  https://discord.gg/nTP43UEphg ALSO, WE NOW HAVE A SUBREDDIT COMMUNITY. Please join to interact more with other readers and the author! https://www.reddit.com/r/Magecrafspellcraft?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share This is to provide better services to you readers, and for a more direct conversation between me as an author, and you as readers. Plus, there are Original Character Designs of the novel characters in the communities. So, please... Hop on the Discord and Subreddit train! Follow me on Instagram: the_magecrafter You're all welcome!

Magecrafter · Fantasi
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464 Chs

The Big Reveal [Pt 2]

It was dark.

Only one person—one human—was in the enclosed space.

A large hole existed overhead and he was underground.

Surrounding him were terrifying creatures—Demons—who looked like they were about to tear him to pieces.

His body ached, and he trembled unceasingly.

"Hicc… Eeek…"

The Demons closed in on the single, pathetic human.

He couldn't resist. He was weak. He was powerless. He was…

… LEVEL 1!

Someone like him, with no combat ability whatsoever, how could he even dream of fighting back?

There was no doubt about it… this man was going to die here.

'I—I don't… want to…' His thoughts trailed in misery and despondency.

In fact, he was still plenty confused as to how and why this had to happen to him.

He had been good.

He had been obedient.

He had been useful.