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

If anyone witnessed the sight going on beneath me, especially seeing that I was the one who caused it, they would be confused.

A few dozen demons against 28 Gifted. They were 29 actually but one was bleeding out after I cut off his arm and would be entirely useless in this battle.

What sort of goal did I have in mind for this? Well, it would soon be revealed.

"A-am I dead…?!" Larry mumbled to himself as his tired eyes watched the Hobgoblin Tanker's arm fall on him.

Suddenly, I witnessed the most unbelievable thing. The Hobgoblin Tanker stopped moving midway and turned to dust, dropping its core to the ground.

Larry was astonished as well, but what occurred next was something that was even more unexpected.

Appearing from the dust of the fallen Demon was none other than Lara.

"W-what's… going on…?" I whispered.

Kill Or Be Killed (Pt 3)