by Jamie Kojola
Dylan Bacon's ex-wife said he loved spreadsheets more than he loved her. She wasn't wrong. But he also loved PR1$M (the biggest K-pop girl group in the world), so when a malicious popup forced him to become the Apocalypse, he accidentally voice-activated them as his Four Horsewomen. Tera is War. Sophie is Famine. Isaree is Pestilence. Eunseo is Death. They destroyed Earth with a concert. It was a really good concert. The problem? Infinity minus one is still infinity. The universe doesn't care that they just killed eight billion people; the progress bar barely moved. Eternal destruction stretches ahead of them like a corporate job with no PTO. The alternative? A Tower outside reality. Climb it, earn a Spark of Creation, build a new universe from scratch. The catch: cosmic powers get stripped at the door. The Horsewomen of the Apocalypse have to fight rats with sticks. Dylan has to be useful without spreadsheets. The odds of success are one in three million. PR1$M doesn't believe in odds. They make them. Progression Fantasy | LitRPG | Dark Comedy | K-pop Apocalypse A genre-bending experiment about parasocial relationships, idol industry trauma, and what happens when the people you worship become your party members, and you have to earn the right to stand next to them.
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