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

Putting all my strength into my blow, I gave a straight jab and connected with the hot flesh of the opponent.

Shockwaves flew that very instant as well as sparks caused by our colliding energy. The force was enough to push the monster back, but I was also caught in its recoil.

My body jerked back in recoil as I flipped in midair and landed safely on the ground.

Sounds of trembling earth reverberated around me as the monster stumbled a few times before regaining its composure. My eyes were wide open in amazement while I rubbed my slightly aching wrist with my other hand.

'It's tough!' I made a mental assessment.

Even with a punch made with my full power, I could only cause a few staggers. Not only that but I had also been affected by the impact which made consecutive hits like that impossible.

A Close Fight