Worldcrafter

[Pre-Author's Note: MC develops as time passes, it starts out slow but surely]
"The Apocalypse isn't just fit for anyone... Without Strength, you're just a tool waiting to be exploited, So hurry the fuck up and get some strength already,"
The world ended in an instant.
One moment, Simon, a 20-year-old game designer, was sitting at his desk, immersed in code. 
The next, the sky cracked open and monsters poured into the streets. 
Werewolves with claws sharp enough to slice through steel. 
Undead skeletons that marched with deadly purpose and Zombies that infected humans with the power of their bite. 
The gods had unleashed an apocalypse, and humanity was no longer at the top of the food chain.
Simon ran, he survived... and then he was granted a power.
|Congratulations You have been binded to the Vampire Overlord System|
He was something else.
A vampire overlord.
Yet the Apocalpyse had only just begun...

Vampire Overlord's Harem In The Apocalypse

Simon stood in the backyard of the mansion, his eyes scanning the water tank.

It was covered and relatively clean, a stark contrast to the dust-covered exterior of the house.

He had hoped for something more promising, but now, staring into the tank, he couldn't find anything obviously wrong.

The water inside looked pristine. This was the lifeline for the mansion; water flowed from here through the pipes to the rest of the house, providing the necessities.

"There seems to be nothing wrong," he muttered under his breath, frustration edging his voice.

But Simon wasn't convinced. The water should be flowing through the pipes into the house without issue.

He had tried the showers when he first arrived, and they hadn't worked. That alone was enough to suggest a problem with the plumbing.

The kitchen was the most obvious culprit, and the thought of dirty dishes piling up, combined with his hunger, irritated him even more.

The Pipes