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Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for. But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again? But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out? And most of it all, why does the school looks like it did just a moment before the apocalypse began? ********** Discord link: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr **********

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Daniel's stance

"There it is," Mathew muttered once his detachment finally reached the general area of the media building. They still had to walk down the street before taking the final turn but they could already see the upper floors of the building peeking above the roofs of the mostly smaller, apartment complexes in the vicinity.

The travel, save for the struggle to ignore the pain of his wound, was more or less all the same. With no zombies anywhere in sight, there was no need for Norbert to keep his guard up, allowing the group to move at a steady pace.

The situation changed only once they reached the direct proximity of their destination, where the spillover zombies from the attacking horde started to appear.

They were the evolved mob ones, just like the mob that they fought with before. And while it would be foolish to call them weak, for Mathew's party… that's exactly what they were.