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Level-Up Apocalypse

The world did not end in fire. It rotted. Civilization collapsed overnight. Cities fell, demons descended, the dead began walking - not mindlessly, but under a growing, forced will. Vincent, an ordinary man drowning in debt, clung to fragile hope. Then, hell arrived - he became something worse than a victim. A mysterious zombie virus descended, but Vincent did not turn. He awakened as a carrier. He became the first infected - a Progenitor. Every life claimed by the virus strengthens him...and stains his soul. He walks a razor's edge between savior and catastrophe. Survival is sin and requires everything. Venturing into ruins, facing demons, and making impossible choices - there is no good choice. No gain. No winning or losing. No choosing the good. Only choosing the lesser evil. Meanwhile, trust fractures. Humanity's last forces are not as united as they appear. Ghosts of the past hunt them. False grief hides calculated malice. While they battle demons, something far more terrifying has already infiltrated among them. Factions rise, hidden powers awaken. One question looms over the ruins of the world. Can a man who commands the dead still save the living - or will he become the very end he fears? Hopes are fading. The role of humanity seems insignificant. And the end? Certain. In the shadows, unknown forces are at bay. Bound by the universal rules at the moment, restrained. But time is ticking. The day draws near. What fate awaits humanity and the world once the chains break and the mysterious forces can act freely?
HAVEMERCY · 16.8k Views

SSS Regression: I Claimed the Tutorial as My Territory

The world doesn't end with fire. It ends with a notification. Nate didn't get a heroic ending. He died seven years after the first Gate opened, crushed under a world that turned people into numbers and "useful" into disposable. Then he woke up back on Day One, in an office hallway, with the first Gate tearing open down the hall. This time, he knows the truth. The Tutorial isn't random. It never was. It rewards ownership, not survival. So Nate does the one thing nobody thinks to do in the first hour of the apocalypse. He claims it. A rooftop. A door. A patch of territory the System recognizes as his. The moment he becomes a Tutorial Owner, the building changes. It offers him Authority to enforce rules, and Debt to punish mistakes. Doors can be sealed. Contracts can bind. Lies can be audited. Violence can be taxed. Every choice becomes law, and every law has a price. And the second he takes that power, the real enemies show up. Not the monsters spilling out of Gates. The people who can see the panels too. A smiling man with a fire axe. A terrified coworker who becomes a target. A stranger on the roof whose fear turns into a mouth for something else. The Supervisor that watches for mistakes and punishes "noncompliance." The Collector that slips through cracks and offers "shortcuts" in exchange for memories. In this world, your best weapon isn't a sword. It's a clause. If Nate wants to survive this time, he can't just run from danger. He has to build control out of a living building that wants obedience, and a hungry disorder that wants loopholes. He has to keep his people together when the System tries to separate them. He has to beat deceptive traps designed to turn him into debt. He has to survive sterile zones where mistakes don't bleed, they get locked up, and deals that offer power at the cost of who you are. Because once you claim territory, you don't get to be normal again. You become a signal. And somewhere above the city, something is watching the new Owner who dared to say: "This Tutorial is mine."
NerdSmithy · 3.1k Views