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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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Don't you want us to hurry up and save that girl of yours?

"So that's what happened," Mathew muttered. He then raised his hand and rubbed his chin as he thought back on Daniel's report.

The young man then turned his eyes towards the massive woman in question.

'That would explain why I can't feel anything from her,' Mathew thought, giving himself a moment to think before tearing his eyes away from the female ball of fat.

Sure, this woman was of sizeable stature, yet she had this motherly aura, the kind look in the corner of her eyes.

It was something that stood in opposition to the stories of what she did before. And yet, Daniel's relation to what happened made it all make sense.

"What that thing said is what worries me," Daniel spoke as he marched a step ahead of Mathew, leading the way. "Call me a conspiracy theorist, but it sure as heck looked like some possession!"