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

"M-monster… you… you… should rot in hell…" Charles cried in anguish.

I shrugged off his insults. People like him never understood things from my perspective. I had no idea why I decided to do such a pointless thing like telling him so much about my philosophy.

"Welp, you have your opinion, and I have mine…" I whispered, touching him by the neck.

The man trembled as soon as our skins touched.

'I could easily kill you right now, but…'

"Y-you think you can get away with this? No matter how strong you are, you can't—"

"Can't what? Handle all the Gifted you have under your command? I'm sure you're pretty confident in their abilities seeing as they've all grown considerably." I nearly laughed in amusement.

Charles was most likely hoping that the Camp members heard his cries and came to rescue him. Even if they failed to save their leader, they could at least gang up on me in their numbers.

Evil (Pt 3)