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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 · Fantasia
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317 Chs

(221) Control (Final)

Geth stared ahead, not believing what he was seeing. He was too late.

His mind went blank, the Mana he had been controlling fell lifeless, and the purple energy began to surround him.

Even through this, he just stared at the hanging body of his wife before him. Blood dripped down his arm and fell off of his pitch-black shoulder onto the ground.

His heart raced, and he activated Time Delay on himself.

Time slowed to a crawl. A single drop of blood took over an hour to fall from his elbow to his shoulder.

He gazed at Zolis, unsure of what to do. 

She was dead.

Not hurt.

Not dying.

Dead.

A feeling of nothingness washed over him. His eyes lost any semblance of emotion, and a small black hole appeared in the center of his chest.

There was no anger, sorrow, grief... Just a deep nothingness and a need to fill it with something.