Norobo

Daniel thought he had it all figured out—the cold, the heat, the monsters. In his last life, he survived until the bitter end of a world gone mad, only to die betrayed by the people closest to him. His girlfriend. His cousin. A final knife to the heart... and a promise. If he got another chance, he’d never waste it on anyone again.

Now, Daniel wakes up one month before the apocalypse begins. The world will soon plunge into three brutal periods:

The Great Cold: A frozen wasteland that devours the unprepared.The Great Heat: Temperatures high enough to boil water under a blood-red moon.The Great Evolution: Civilization crumbles as mutated monsters rise, and superpowers awaken in the hands of a dangerous few.

Armed with his inventory power—a limitless storage space—and knowledge of the future, Daniel is ready to hoard supplies, lock himself behind reinforced walls, and trust no one. Survival is the only goal. That’s the plan, at least, until the universe laughs in his face and gives him a system that can awaken superpowers.

Just not for him. Only for others. Strong, dangerous, and often unhinged people will flock to him, drawn by something they don’t understand. And the catch? Those powers only unlock if Daniel sleeps with them.

There's just one problem. 

Daniel's pretty sick of relationships and all that. He'd much rather chill in his big ass mansion as the world turns to shit three times over.

Apocalypse Regression: Starting Off By Hoarding Everything!

<p>The wind outside howled like a banshee, a chilling reminder that death waited just beyond the fortified walls. The mansion, a beacon of warmth and safety in the icy apocalypse, stood resilient, but inside, tension crackled like a live wire. Daniel's fingers brushed against the console, his eyes darting over each surveillance feed. The events of the past few days had stripped him of any illusion of control, and Brad's betrayal left a bitter taste in his mouth that hadn't faded.</p>

<p>Claire stood by the frosted window, a silent sentry. Her posture was tense, muscles taut beneath her winter jacket as if she could lunge through the glass at any moment. Her eyes were narrowed, glancing from the endless expanse of snow to Daniel, her gaze flickering with that familiar, possessive gleam. He could feel her vigilance wrapping around him like an iron chain, part comfort, part confinement.</p>

New Threats Emerge