Jeffson

The Ivairis and Fleuran kingdom has been at war for a long time, and the Ivairis kingdom has always been victorious 'cause of their mighty knights and good weapons. But that wouldn't last forever, coming prepared and attacking at the right time, the Fleuran kingdom brought about destruction to the Ivairis kingdom.

Hugo, an 18 years old teenager was a native of the Ivairis kingdom, and he died along with his family due to the destruction. He was given a chance to live again, but his transmigration wasn't much of a pleasant one. He found himself in a world that had undergone annihilation, a world that was experiencing the apocalypse filled with bizarre creatures.

Granted a system, Hugo would have to survive this world, pass through whatever challenges. And who knows? He could bring an end to the apocalypse...

Note: This book has three prologues, that's the life of the MC before he died and found himself in a post-apocalyptic world. You might find the first prologue boring, but don't judge the whole book 'cause of that. Try skipping the prologues and jumping straight to the fourth chapter, that's when the main story starts. If you find the prologues boring, skip them.

The Dead City.

Hugo glanced at Ryder as if waiting for him to reveal his story. Three of their friends have revealed theirs, it was time for him to speak. Ryder noticed the look in Hugo's eyes and said, 


At least, no words oozed out of Hugo's mouth, he spoke to him through his eyes and facial expression. Ryder continued speaking, 


 "My story would be the shortest out of you guys, some might even be surprising, there's not much to say. I and Vera are the same, I'm the only child of my parents. Vera's dad left, but mine is different, my dad didn't leave, but my mum died before the breakout of the apocalypse,


I hate my dad for many reasons...I'll mention some of the reasons. First of all, he's a drunkard, secondly, he does gamble a lot. And 'cause of all these, he has no time for me and my mum. I'll say he was the one that hastened my mum's death. My mum was critically ill lying on the sickbed, 


Speaking lies once again.