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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 **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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A way to move forward

"You guys took your sweet time in there," Leila was quick to scold the couple when the wall of lights came undone.

"Piss off," Mathew rugged the girl. "We wouldn't need to hide like that if you didn't go all rouge. Tell me," Mathew squinted his eyes. "Who gave you the right to shame my girl the way you tried?"

Mathew didn't forget the situation that led him to unknowingly cast his spell before. And as great of a time as he had since then, that didn't excuse Leila's actions at all.

"What?!" Leila opened up her eyes, her face turning weird as sparks of fury flashed behind her eyes. "Aren't the two of us your wives as well?!" she cried out, more angered than saddened by Mathew's approach.

"Only for convenience's sake," Mathew replied coldly, paying no heed to the girl's feelings. "If you dislike the power that it offers, just say a word and I will do my best to free you from its burden," the young man added, not shying away from threatening the girl.