
by Tayrex
The apocalypse was supposed to be a tragedy. To nineteen-year-old John Avakin, it was just a shift in management. When the Manifestation shatters reality, Earth is flooded with bloodthirsty demons, arcane magic, and a System that grants survivors extraordinary abilities. While others awaken as radiant knights and powerful mages, John is handed a seemingly pathetic curse: [Eternal Recursion]. Every time he dies, his consciousness is violently yanked back to his "Save Point." He retains all of his memories, but only a measly 10% of the physical strength, skills, and power he accumulated before his brutal demise. To a sane man, infinite deaths for a fraction of progress would be a psychological hell. To a psychotic narcissist with a 9mm and a god complex, it’s just compound interest. Stripped of native magic and relying entirely on modern firearms, tactical brilliance, and pathological lying, John refuses to play the hero. Surrounded by delusional, battle-crazed "saviors" like the golden-boy Leo Thorne, John perfectly acts the part of the terrified, helpless civilian. Behind his trembling facade, he is calculating cooldowns, mapping spawn rates, and using the righteous as convenient meat shields. John has no desire to save humanity. He never cared about being a good guy. In a broken world ruled by monsters, John is prepared to be slaughtered hundreds of thousands of times—grinding his mind into dust and his body into a weapon—until he stands alone at the summit. The game is rigged. The deaths are agonizing. But John Avakin is playing for keeps, and he won't stop dying until he becomes the undisputed Overlord of Malice and Greed.
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