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Rise Of The Hoarder

On Christmas day, seemingly overnight, God summoned everyone on Earth, giving every single person a 'Gift' along with a System. These Gifts, synonimous with special abilities granted people powers beyond comprehension. However, with these abilities came tragedy that enveloped the world. The Apocalypse! Jeremy Lewis, a reclusive loner, is mysteriously exempt from this phenomenon and finds himself being the only one without a Gift. God decides to grant him the last Gift available, [Subspace], and forcefully returns him to a world that has become hell. Horrifying monsters now lurk around every corner, and inevitable death awaits. Arming himself with his wits and the Gift he possesses, how will Jeremy survive this cruel new world that he finds himself in? "Everything will go according to plan, and ultimately the path I have started will lead to my victory... these tools will be useful in achieving that!" PLEASE JOIN OUR DISCORD!!!  https://discord.gg/nTP43UEphg ALSO, WE NOW HAVE A SUBREDDIT COMMUNITY. Please join to interact more with other readers and the author! https://www.reddit.com/r/Magecrafspellcraft?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share This is to provide better services to you readers, and for a more direct conversation between me as an author, and you as readers. Plus, there are Original Character Designs of the novel characters in the communities. So, please... Hop on the Discord and Subreddit train! Follow me on Instagram: the_magecrafter You're all welcome!

Magecrafter · Fantasy
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Final Round (Pt 2)

I charged at the monster and it also charged at me. The faster one would obtain the more decisive victory.

The monster was sluggish, having an HP a little above 1,000, and all other Stats were reduced to a mere vestige of what it had previously been. It was a cinch for me, or so it would have been if I wasn't in a similar predicament.

We were both at our limits—physically, that is.

One hit would decide everything!

>FWOOOOOOSSHHHH!!!<

My body cut through the wind as I prepared both my blades for the attack. As for the Hobgoblin Chief, it had its massive staff, ready to smash my head in and turn me into squashed mincemeat.

I wasn't sure I would survive it, even with protection. It was a good thing I had no intention of being hit in the first place.

I saw the monster's hand descend, the giant stick drawing closer to me by the second. Death was above my head… or was it?!

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