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!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: From now on, I will be writing in Daniel's POV or rather First Person POV

It was late—too late—and I knew better. The soft creak of the floorboards beneath my feet sounded like cannon fire in the suffocating silence of the mansion. I moved cautiously, my heart pounding against my ribs as I edged toward the hallway that led to Claire's makeshift quarters.

I just needed a moment. A moment to talk to her, to reassure her, to tell her that this wasn't forever. That Tessa's reign over us—over me—was a temporary nightmare we would wake from. But the lingering ache in my shoulders from her last display of power said otherwise. Tessa was growing stronger, more volatile, and my resistance was becoming harder to maintain.

A Show of Power