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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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410 Chs

I shave my pussy clean (not r18)

"Are you sure?" Mathew asked, raising his head and taking a look at Leila's face. "You could grow a lot stronger by finishing it," he added.

"Isn't that the point?" Leila replied while turning her head to the side while a surprise appeared behind her widened eyes. "Don't you need to level up urgently?"

'I didn't expect her to care about me so much,' Mathew thought. 'Or maybe she doesn't mind because she doesn't have the gamer's mindset? Or maybe it's all a cold calculation?'

Several ways of explaining Leila's actions appeared in Mathew's mind. The young man kept his eyes on the girl's face as he analyzed the options his mind came up with...

Only to shake his head and then forget about it.

"Thanks, then," Mathew said, opting to just go with the flow instead of overthinking every last thing that he would encounter.