theone1writer

Billions have perished, leaving only a few million survivors. 

After his death, Eric is summoned to another world that has been nearly destroyed by corruption.

The gods’ influence has all but vanished, and it is up to him to rally the remaining survivors, reclaim the land they lost, and restore the gods’ cathedrals. 

In doing so, he grows stronger, inching closer to awakening the gods from their eternal slumber.

Time is running out. 

Not only are unimaginable abominations preparing to strike, but Eric faces a deadly challenge from within. 

His system, a mysterious force aiding him, comes with a dire warning:

[WARNING]

[Each time the system responds, it consumes host essence. When essence runs out, the host’s soul will perish along with the system.]

[Recommendation: Communicate only when absolutely necessary.]

[Current essence: 940]

[1 essence = 1 word generated by the system.]

[Choose your next words wisely.]

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World's Last Hope

Eric woke up gasping desperately for air.

His heart was beating abnormally fast, and sweat dripped down his forehead. Taking a deep breath, he forced his body to calm down.

"Another nightmare…" he muttered irritably. It seemed that he wasn't even safe from suffering in his sleep.

"Well, nothing that can be done about that," he spoke as he got up and stretched his body.

Exiting the hollow tree, he continued his journey toward the cathedral until realization dawned on him.

This was certainly one problem he hadn't thought of before. When he was with the girls, they had miracles that could produce water infinitely, and for food, they just ate the meat of the monsters they hunted.

Not Peaceful Morning