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

"N-no… please. Oh, God! Please!" Charles begged as he saw the monster draw nearer to his wife.

Despite his feeble and powerless attempts to try stopping the monster that incessantly approached her, he couldn't move a muscle. The control I had over him would not allow Charles to leave his kneeling posture.

"Jeremy! You bastard! Why are you doing this?!" He growled, showing hate in his eyes as hot tears streamed down his cheeks.

Tasha, the poor man's lover, couldn't say much in her stunned state.

I could hear her struggling voice attempting to whisper something to him, but his enraged screams doused the woman's words.

"Why, eh…? I paused and placed my fingers on my chin, as though contemplating the matter.

At this point, the Hobgoblin Champion grabbed Tasha's body, easily lifting her up since she offered no resistance whatsoever.

Blood dripped from her body and Charles' eyes lit up further in rage and pain.

Evil (Pt 1)