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!

I stared at the phone in my hand, my thumb hovering over the call log. The screen dimmed, leaving me with my reflection—my furrowed brow, the slight tremor in my hand, and the flicker of old anger clawing its way to the surface.

The name itself was a wound. Memories of betrayal, of the mistakes I made in my past life, rushed in like a tide I couldn't stop. I could still remember her voice in those final moments before it all went wrong—the lies she told to save herself at my expense.

And now, she was alive. Worse, she'd somehow tracked me down.

"You're tense," Claire said, her tone sharper than I expected. She shifted beside me, her golden eyes narrowing as they locked onto mine. "Who was it?"

I debated lying, but Claire could see through me too easily. I sighed, letting the phone drop onto the coffee table. "Ashley."

Her name felt bitter on my tongue.

Goddamn System