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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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424 Chs

Malevolence (Pt 2)

'What are my true intentions for her, uh?'

To be honest, I wasn't even sure myself. I really did not need a sidekick or partner in my journey. There was the option of using her as a 'Meat Shield' in the case of danger, but I cared too much for her to consider doing that… at least not at first glance.

Besides, my attachment to this woman kept growing day by day.

With Anabelle's death, my need for the emotional intimacy she readily supplied me with began increasing. Perhaps I hoped to replace Ana with Lara?

No, that wasn't possible. Lara could never be as pure as Ana. Still, I liked both of them in different ways. Ana's naivety and kindness, Lara's compatibility with me and her company.

I was a bit conflicted now…

"You're overthinking things, Lara. I just enjoy your company. As for the Camp, I have plans for it, but it's not time yet." My lips moved to answer her query, choosing to respond in the most non-implicating way I could.