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Chef in the Apocalypse

Chapter release at 8pm every day - UTC +10 ---------- "Cataclysm: Worlds End" The name of the game that threw the world into disaster. 3 months after its release it descended onto Earth, merging with it and creating an apocalypse. Hordes of bloodthirsty monsters were let loose onto the waking world, killing and destroying everything in its wake. Landmarks were torn down, whole continents left desolate in the destructive wake of the Cataclysm. As the Cataclysm descended, every human regardless of age heard a monotonous voice in their heads... [Choose your Class] The story follows Jayce, an accomplished Swordsman who is killed by a boss monster 10 years after the apocalypse began. One of his last sentences before his death was how he dreamed to be a Chef when he grew up. After his death, he returns back in time to the release day of Cataclysm. Having 3 months to try and figure out a way to improve his odds of survival this time around. And the day finally arrived. [Choose your Class] [Class: Chef has been chosen] "W-Wait what? I didn't even get a choice!" -------------------------- Release schedule: 2 Chapters per day WPC July 2023 [ML] Winner

leeroycgna · ファンタジー
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305 Chs

Flashback

The sounds of footsteps crunching on the forest floor filled the ears of the party members as they made their way through the thicket. Despite the tough conditions, the 6 people did not complain and continued to push forward.

The group was led by a Large man with a bushy beard whose eyes were continuously scanning their surroundings.

"Keep your eye out for anything out of the ordinary." His deep voice cut through the sound of their footsteps.

"Yes leader." A man answered. He was garbed in some sorry looking swordsman gear trailed behind the large bearded man, shadowing him. 

"Jayce, why don't you give Leader some space." A blond man chuckled before quipping.

A few laughs sounded, breaking through the tense atmosphere. "Luke, don't pick on him. We all know that Leader secretly likes having such a disciple."

The laughter increased as the party continued to tread through the thicket.