Magecrafter

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!"

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Rise Of The Hoarder

Charles displayed surprise at my actions, horrified that I was making myself so comfortable while a woman died in front of me.

This surprise turned into anger, and for a moment, he forgot his place and barked.

"W-why are you doing this? Would you really let her die?!"

The burning look in his eyes confirmed my earlier suspicion. He did care a great deal for her after all.

'Girlfriend, maybe? No. He seems a little too old for that. Plus, he has a ring on his finger, and for a man his age, that probably means he's married. She's his wife…?!' My mind rang in amusement.

Things were about to get interesting.

I gave Charles a dirty look, and instantly he froze.

"Don't blame me, Camp Leader. I remember you attacking me first." I shrugged.

It was only natural to be merciless to one's enemies.

"T-that was only because you… you…"

Takeover (Pt 2)