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The "King's" Attendant In The Apocalypse

A sudden invasion of malevolent energy began to infect the bodies of creatures residing on the planet Earth. However, those who have a slight resistance to this energy are now given the opportunity to achieve things beyond their wildest dreams. Everette, a plain old university student with somewhat above-average looks, is given a strange dilemma. {"Ding! A target for the class [Royal Candidate] has been detected!”} *** [ "Name": "Ada Ambrose" ] [ "Potential": "A+" ] ["Analysis": "A possessive tomboy with the potential to become a... Great King?"] ["Would you like to pledge your undying loyalty to this individual?”] *** ... “So you're telling me that I have the choice of serving someone like her...?” “A candidate to become a Great King? SHE'S NOT EVEN A DUDE! HOW CAN SHE BECOME A KING!? AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY POSSESSIVE?!” Together with his “totally not Yandere-ish” best friend, will come to learn and adapt to the apocalypse that has befallen them. And maybe their relationship with one another may turn into more than friends...

PagE_PickEr · Fantasia
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86 Chs

Change in Attire

*Timeskip*

Everette stared with wide eyes towards the group before him. Ada gave a little whistle, impressed at the sight. During the past six days, the group had done nothing but eat, sleep, and kill.

"You guys sure did go through quite the transformation."

Not only did the group change but so did their clothes. All the killings caused their previous clothes to be covered in blood. They also smelled pretty horrible.

Luckily for them, their city had loads of clothing stores for them to change in. Seven out of ten of them had already been ransacked or destroyed, but they were able to retrieve some in the end.

Everette focused his gaze on Jack.

Jack wore a brown leather jacket with a black T-shirt under it and some jeans. The brown belt tied around his waist had a brand-new hatchet hooked onto it by the handle. He also wore some good looking brown leather gloves that helped his hand from being injured by the bowstring.