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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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Reconstruction

"Heavy-ho!" Mathew uttered a small shout as he lifted a zombie's corpse before throwing it on the rubble behind the breach.

"Leave the corpses to us." Nadia was quick to approach Mathew's side. "The boulders from over there would be perfect to close the gap," she said as she pointed her hand at a nearby pile of rubble. "But I don't think any of us could as much as make it tremble," she added with a wry smile.

'I guess there are still limits to how strong we can get, even with the system,' Mathew thought before nodding his head.

"Will do," Mathew said as he clasped his hands to clear them out from dirt before moving in the direction the girl pointed at. "Right, make sure Leila won't venture too far," the young man added after making barely a few steps. "She's prone to getting emotional. And we can't afford to lose anyone right now."

The fight for the wall's breach... was even more disappointing than clearing the ruins of the southern wing of the compound.