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

The Demon God watched Jeremy with a mixture of confusion and shock, his eyes narrowing as he tried to comprehend the audacity of the mortal standing before him.

"You do realize," the Demon God began, his voice a deep rumble that shook the walls of the throne room, "that there is an agreement—a pact—between our realms. An understanding that has maintained the balance of power for eons. Do you truly think you can simply ignore it?"

Jeremy remained unfazed, his expression calm and unbothered. "That agreement," he said, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade, "was made by those who adhere to the old ways. Administrators, rulers, those bound by the rules of a system that no longer applies to me."

The Demon God's eyes flared with anger and disbelief. "No longer applies? Do you have any idea of the consequences? The Administrators will not tolerate such defiance. You risk not only your existence but the stability of all realms!"