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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

Not an educated guess but a gamble

"So we are going to wait for Daniel to return with good news, right?" Leila asked, swinging her legs to and fro while sitting on a random desk.

"We don't have much choice," Mathew barked.

It took Leila only five minutes to bring him to the edge of his patience.

"Why didn't we send two of us back to level up?" Leila continued to push while a smug grin adorned her face.

With every word she used to challenge Mathew's judgment, her smile would turn brighter and more amused.

"Because it would stall the main plan if those two people would happen to be away once Daniel returns," Mathew gave his answer before heaving a deep sigh.

He wouldn't mind one, two, or even three problems with his reasoning. The young man was more aware than anyone else of his own imperfections. He lamented over his limited knowledge more than the girls in his group could imagine.

Yet, in the end, he could only make his choice based on this incomplete and clue-based information.