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Young Master in the Apocalypse

Viktor was the youngest son of the richest and most powerful man in Russia. Anything he wants, he gets. No one dares to offend him, and every day, he's living a life of a king– Until apocalypse comes. His life is miserable! Or not. After spending two years hiding inside his luxurious Romanov bunker, living life the same old way full of alcohol, delicacies, and supermodels, he's finally forced to come out of his diamond turtle shell. Now, the world has become such a different place. His money, his friends, his status, all have been rendered useless. He was greeted with hordes of undead, mutated monsters, Alien technology, and superhumans that stood between him and his future. Fortunately, Viktor has found a Divine Artifact among his family's hidden treasure, The Djinn lamp that granted him the power to survive the new world. [You have received the spirit energy of stage two undead - level 10] [You have received 3 points in endurance] [You have received 5 points of spirit force] [You have reached a breakthrough into a new realm] With his newfound power, will the young master survive the apocalypse? Or will it only push his luck until he dies? This is the story of an arrogant young master on the journey to find the best thing; luxury, power, and jade beauties even in the apocalypse --------- Author Note: Although set in an apocalypse world, this is a light story about adventure, friendship, and romance even among harem companions that will hopefully brighten up your day with some action and comedy. Please be warned that it has minimum sex explicit content. Check video trailer in youtube "Young master in the Apocalypse"

Avan · แฟนตาซี
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The girl standing in front of him flashed the most sincere smile he had ever seen.

A sleek figure, long brown tied hair that almost covered the most beautiful eyes he ever saw in a girl. Viktor had a good impression of her right away.

"Hello... you do remember your name, right?" The girl urged yet again with an encouraging voice.

"Viktor, I am Viktor." He answered after a slight, hesitant pause.

"Just Viktor?"

The girl narrowed her eyes, her expression suspicious. Even while doing so, her face still reflected a cute demeanor.

"Well well... you have something to hide, aren't you?"

A part of Viktor expected a confrontation, but contrary to his expression, the girl's smile returned, there was even a little chuckle.

"Well… it's ok, everyone has their own secrets, anyway. I am Jessie, Jessie Wineberries."

The girl took a step closer and reached out to touch his arm. She traced the muscles beneath with her soft fingers.