I Grow Stronger By Getting Wives In The Apocalypse

“If I die, delete my browser history and blame it on the apocalypse.”

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Earth's dead.

Sorta.

The gods got bored, hit "new game," and turned our planet into the cosmic equivalent of a Hunger Games dating sim — with fire-breathing dragons, gym-bro demons, sword-swinging elves, and beastkin who don't understand personal space.

Humans? We were supposed to die first.

Ash Wilder? He was supposed to be studying for his law exam, not dodging lightning wolves in boxers and Crocs.

His starting class in this new apocalyptic world?

[Basic Negotiator] — because nothing screams “hero” like arguing with a troll mid-ambush.

Just when he was about to get turned into monster sushi, a new system activated:

[W.A.I.F.U. Protocol] - Weaponized Affection Integration for Fusion Upgrades — yes, that’s real.

Basically, if a girl likes him (and scores at least a 7/10), he gets stronger.

New powers. Rare items. Evolutionary class upgrades.

...and sometimes matching outfits.