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Chef in the Apocalypse

Chapter release at 8pm every day - UTC +10 ---------- "Cataclysm: Worlds End" The name of the game that threw the world into disaster. 3 months after its release it descended onto Earth, merging with it and creating an apocalypse. Hordes of bloodthirsty monsters were let loose onto the waking world, killing and destroying everything in its wake. Landmarks were torn down, whole continents left desolate in the destructive wake of the Cataclysm. As the Cataclysm descended, every human regardless of age heard a monotonous voice in their heads... [Choose your Class] The story follows Jayce, an accomplished Swordsman who is killed by a boss monster 10 years after the apocalypse began. One of his last sentences before his death was how he dreamed to be a Chef when he grew up. After his death, he returns back in time to the release day of Cataclysm. Having 3 months to try and figure out a way to improve his odds of survival this time around. And the day finally arrived. [Choose your Class] [Class: Chef has been chosen] "W-Wait what? I didn't even get a choice!" -------------------------- Release schedule: 2 Chapters per day WPC July 2023 [ML] Winner

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The Sect Master looked almost like an average middle-aged man. That is if he were to be placed in the Three Kingdoms period of Ancient China. Being from the modern day Earth, Jayce felt as if he was in a museum.

Despite his age, the Sect Master's hair and long beard were dark and radiating vitality. He wore a red robe which looked to be a few shades lighter than the Elders, giving him a regal atmosphere.

They waited for a few moments before a deep voice called out.

"Rise and introduce yourself young man."

Jayce did as he was told, rising to his feet yet not making eye contact in order to seem respectful. He was currently in an unknown place in front of someone that could likely squash him like he was an ant.

"Sect Master, my name is Jayce and I am a traveler from a far away land who has become lost. I am pleased to make your acquaintance." He bowed, once again ensuring to keep his attitude humble.