Apocalypse: King of Zombies - Chapter 252: Ethan’s fault

For the sake of his family, Ren embarked on the popular VRMMORPG, COVENANT, that used real-time in-game currency. But being a mediocre player who only knows how to gather information, he was put in a supporting role.

As the game explodes in popularity and every multibillion-dollar company invested in the game, things have turned for the worse for Ren. Due to the amount of information he gathered, the cheats, secrets, quests, and bugs he discovered, he was silent in fear of selling the information to the other guilds.

But given a second chance, he went back in time when his father was still alive and COVENANT was just in its starting phase.

This time . . . he wouldn’t be that guy on the side who gathered information from day in and day out for ten years.

Equipped with the games knowledge he accumulated, he will become . . . an Alchemist!

Chrono Mage? Djin Master? Summoner? Necromancer?
Chaos Lord?

What good are those?

Sure they’re powerful and rare classes and sought after by guilds, but it’s the alchemist who forged artifacts and concocts rare items and potions that gets the most coins at the end of the day!

It was better than being a blacksmith or a crafter! Plus, he could use all sorts of magic without limit to race and class!

It was the ultimate class! And no one even knows it!

This is the war between humans and the Ancient God Clan, tracing back to Ancient Times, extending into the future, spanning the river of history, and composing an epic.The Ancient Gods invade reality with a shattered world.Secrets from timeless mythologies reveal the truth.Ascenders traverse the gaps of time and space, journeying between two realms.Reality and transcendence, blade and sword, blood and fire.When the apocalypse arrives, the Ancient Gods awaken from their long slumber.The curtain rises—My father once went missing while investigating the resurrection of a certain God, and his fate remains unknown to this day.I am anxious, but not entirely distressed.Because that resurrected God—Is me.

Birth of the Biomancer:Mio was the worst healer in Tokyo. F-grade, dead weight—her party kept her around out of pity until they did the math and left her bleeding in a ruined cathedral.Something ancient was waiting there. It offered her a Class that devours its hosts—a path of power that claimed the lives of the three Biomancers who came before her. Mio said yes anyway. She’d already felt the sting of a slow death; what was one more monster in her veins?Now pain is currency, death is fuel, and the hunger grows with every kill. The Bureau wants a weapon. Her sister wants her home for dinner. Mio agreed to both.In a world of Systems and Dungeons, power isn't a gift; it's a trade. And Mio is finally ready to pay the price.════════════════════What This Is:[1] This is a progression fantasy with system elements, but the system serves the story, not the other way around. Expect meaningful numbers, not stat spam.[2] Romance is not the focus. Mio has bigger problems. But expect a slow-burn later down the line![3] The story gets dark, but it's earned. No grimdark for shock value.

‘I’m sure I was……dead.’

Annette Bavaria, a woman from the most prestigious noble family in the Deltium kingdom , returned back to the day of her wedding.

The groom’s face was fierce as they entered the hall for the ceremony. He clutched her arm tightly because he hated Annette terribly.

Now they were going to have a hellish marriage again, hurting each other.

***

“Don’t do this, Rafael.”

“Shh, Annette. If you really want me to stop, please don’t open your dirty mouth. I’m going crazy right now because I want to squeeze it right in.”

She looked at her husband tearing her clothes with tearful eyes.

He was still horribly mean, arrogant, and a beast who only coveted her body.

If she didn’t want to die again, she had to tame this wicked beast somehow.

There was no other option.