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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

leeroycgna · Fantasy
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Bloodfang Wolves (2)

Jayce, even amidst the chaos, recognized the impending danger. His instincts kicked in, driving him forward with unyielding determination. In the blink of an eye, he was beside Zane, his hand gripping the younger man's shoulder, shaking him out of his fearful trance.

"Zane, move!" Jayce's voice rang out, commanding and urgent. Zane snapped back to reality, his fear momentarily overridden by Jayce's forceful presence. Together, they started to retreat, the others turning their attention to the looming threat.

The Alpha Bloodfang Wolf stood poised at the entrance it had just made, its red eyes locking onto the party with a chilling intensity. It was as if its very presence exuded dominance, commanding both the wolves and the forest itself. And then, with a terrible howl that echoed into the night, it lunged forward.