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Mallory is a self-proclaimed queen of laziness who wakes up one day to find herself in a world overrun by zombies. Fortunately, her apartment seems to have a mind of its own—and it’s evolving. From providing unlimited snacks to generating electricity and even sprouting a dimensional elevator, her cozy haven keeps her safe and comfortable while others struggle to survive outside.

But when her evolving apartment drags her into alternate realities, Mallory must reluctantly become the “hero” of bizarre worlds, from candy-coated kingdoms to high-tech dystopias. Armed with her magical Staff of Lazula, which lets her achieve greatness with minimal effort, Mallory stumbles into one comedic escapade after another. Whether she's outsmarting sorceresses or surviving talking gummy bears, Mallory proves that you don’t need to be a go-getter to be a hero—just really, really good at being lazy.

Join Mallory and her apartment in an adventure that no one expected!

The Lazy Chronicles: Apartment of the Apocalypse

The dust from the Silent Tower's collapse still hung in the air, swirling around the broken stones like ghosts of the past. The group stood in the aftermath, staring at the ruined prison.

Mallory clenched her fists. The Tower is gone. The Guardian was trapped. And whatever was beneath it… is waking up.

The whispers were gone. The heavy presence that had loomed over them within the tower had vanished. But in its place, an even deeper sense of dread settled in Mallory's chest.

Elara was the first to break the silence. "Well. That went… terribly."

Greg, still bent over and catching his breath, wheezed, "You don't say." He pointed at the ruins. "That was a tower. A giant magic prison. And now it's a pile of rocks. I think that counts as disaster."

Quinn knelt down, brushing away some of the debris. "We need to figure out what exactly was sealed under here. If the Guardian called it a 'true horror'—"

Chapter 113 – Beneath the Ruins