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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!

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Lies and Deception (Pt 2)

And just like that, he finished off the rest. With a single blow, he condensed the crimson energy surrounding his weapon and sent a powerful, horizontal slash toward the multitude of Demons.

>BOOOOOOMMMMM< An eruption of pure energy exploded, turning the enemies into burnt corpses.

I could smell their burnt bodies and the sickening stench that accompanied their blood.

The Demons… all of them, died instantly.

Seeing their bodies fade away, leaving only ruby-like stones on the ground, the pounding in my heart began to reduce.

It was then I finally took the first clear view of my savior. He wore a dark hooded cloak and had black trousers with a matching shirt. Everything he wore was black, except for what he used to cover his face.

It was a fox mask, one I had only ever seen in movies.