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Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode

[ THE EARTH YOU KNOW WILL END IN SIX DAYS ] After the text appeared the world was no longer the same. The apocalyptic scenarios that humanity could imagine began to occur one after another. Monsters, meteors, natural disasters. All of them came after the six-day countdown ended. Fortunately, humans are given something to fight back. Or actually to make things much more interesting. They became Players. No one knows who is behind all this. Humans have no other choice but to survive amid this chaos by playing. But Clyde didn't live it like the others. Because he was the only human who had the lowest difficulty in the End Time Game. He plays in Easy Mode, and he already read this kind of thing in web novels. Except, there are no such thing as 'Regressor' in those webnovels. Until he met them. "Wait, I only hit that monster once and it died right away?!" “Whoa, I got an A-grade weapon right away!?” "There are... 4 Regressors?" How is Clyde's journey in this apocalyptic world with the lowest difficulty? is he going to become a Hero, or just dominate the humans, the Gods, and the Supernatural beings? [ THIS IS NOT HAREM STORY. ]

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Desert

Clyde cast his eyes around him. All he could see was a dry desert coupled with the scorching hot sun.

"Whoa, this world must have experienced some kind of massive sandstorm in the final chapter," Leyan commented after he finished looking around.

"Maybe what's under the sand is a city," said Kiara in a gloomy tone.

Clyde looked down. In his head, he imagined the same thing as what Kiara said. There was a city that was originally prosperous and advanced, which was suddenly buried by sand that came from nowhere.

Inside the city, it is clear that there are buildings that are inhabited by poor humans trapped inside. All the buildings and their occupants must also have been killed by the various Chapters in the Selection Stage.

There are also other possibilities. That the humans and buildings have been reduced to dust and sand, not buried under it.

Whatever it was, now it had no meaning because now everything was over.