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

"Should I summon the rest of them next?!" I smiled excitedly.

Of course, my passive Skill <Mine Alone> had already swept the area clean of all the Demon Cores belonging to the Demons I slew.

Checking my Status Window, I noticed I was already over Level 190. With a few Level Ups, I would go beyond 200. It truly was incredible, how extremely efficient it was to kill stronger enemies.

"I really should just summon them all at once!" I grinned, giving the order.

The Hobgoblin Warriors, Archers, and Tankers all appeared at once, displaying a total number of over four thousand.

Two danger signs… that didn't spell a good sign. While I was confident I could still emerge victoriously, I decided it wasn't worth the risk to push myself to the limit. There was no profit in being so exhausted in the morning

Exceeding The Limit