by FireAnt
John visits worlds. John collects objects. John snaps his fingers. Planets explode. It's a system. A process. A mystery wrapped in genocide wrapped in humor. He's overpowered. He's charming. He's got a plan that might save everything or doom it worse. Nobody knows. Not even John probably. But the collection's growing, the resonance is increasing, and dozens of dead worlds later, the pattern's almost visible. Almost. What to Expect: - A daily cozy apocalys. - LitRPG villain protagonist. - World-hopping. - Creative apocalyps-es. - Zero remorse. [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
