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I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Starting out from NY city, one man will come back in time and start dominating the world of the apocalypse. Hye lived his entire life without a class. After the apocalypse hit the human world, strange creatures invaded and killed humans while new lands were being added. Systems were given to humans and with the help of the guides, humans started to fight back for their lives. All of this happened under the watch of the venerable beings who were shining stars in the sky; gods! Hye dreamt his entire life of a chance to prove himself. He was a hard-working, earnestly learning, and smart youth. However, the apocalypse never was merciful to such humans at all. Until one day he got a chance to go back in time when everything started. At this new starting point, he found himself able to finally obtain what he wanted, a class for himself and power beyond imagination. But will things be this easy for him? ______________________________________________ Release schedule: 1-2 chapters per day, more chapters per summoning pens: 1 chap for every 100 summoning pens. [WPC #264 - Gold Place Winner!] [ Check trailer 1 of the novel here: bit.ly/wn12345 ]

ranmaro · Kỳ huyễn
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Getting Everything Sorted Out

[Kiddo, let me tell you this… Facing Hescos isn't a simple matter or joke! We even anticipated them to aim for the scorching ground once they'd know about your presence and threat. So we didn't just grant you access to ten worlds like you asked before, but got you access to all the worlds taking part in the apocalypse! Why do you think we did that in your opinion? Come on genius, give me that rude speech again and I'll come personally and teach you a f*cking lesson!!]

[Ahem… I have to admit… I was wrong]

[Indeed you are! We didn't just get you and throw you to wolves without properly arming you with everything that would help! You have to just know the entire story, hearing all sides before judging like this!]

[Sorry, it was my fault] well… I had to admit I was in the wrong here. When I recalled all the harsh and rude words I sent over to him, I felt regretful.