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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 · Fantasia
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464 Chs

Battle In The Dead Of Night (Pt 1)

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My body fluidly moved with the wind, as I charged at the fast-approaching Demons.

In a flash, they all lunged at me, but I was faster than them.

Jumping, while twisting my body mid-air, I sent spikes flying at them and coordinated my projectiles to hit them at fatal spots.

"Guraaaaaakk!!!" They made painful screeching sounds as they fell.

Those who managed to avoid fatal hits, but were grazed soon began experiencing the venomous effects of my Skill. They became sluggish as purple veins began growing on them and their green skin became duller than usual.

Taking this as a hint, I dashed at them, still covered in my red aura, and elongated my nails to make claw attacks.

Lunging the sharp claws at the poisoned targets, it was easier for me to rip them to shreds, as I tore them apart in mere moments.