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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 · Fantasia
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410 Chs

I wish we could just enjoy each other in peace

"Are you for real right now?" Nadia asked as she pushed herself off Mathew's chest to look him directly in the eyes. "Are you seriously asking that?"

There was no anger in her voice nor any disappointment or negative feelings. She was simply surprised to the end of her wits, something signified by how wide her eyes opened up as she stared at Mathew's face.

"I never really cared about being the one to call the shots," Mathew admitted. He then shook his head and bit his lips. "The only reason why I was so pushy before was that I had the knowledge that others didn't."

'And now it's the time for her to get disillusioned with me,' Mathew thought grimly. 'But isn't it better to be honest? I don't want to build anything on a lie...' he thought, fighting with his own thoughts as he analyzed whether to push through with the topic or to change it.