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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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One on One

Rubick looked at the list of names who had been killed by the attack and frowned deeply. Out of the 100 supporters that he had selected, over 30% had been killed just like that, putting his well laid plan in jeopardy.

"Which world do those formation flags belong to?" Rubick's eyes lit up as he caught something on the monitor in front of him.

"One moment please." The small figure said, manipulating the controls to zoom in on one of the flags.

Once the picture was zoomed in, one could see an engraving of a hexagon with complicated array pathways delicately inscribed on the inside. It was only when seen so close that the array could be properly appreciated.

Atop the hexagon written in ancient characters was the word Tartarus.

Rubick's eyes narrowed, the dissatisfaction evident on his face.

"So those bastards want to interfere in my business huh?" he said through gritted teeth.