Story cover for Living an Apocalypse Daymare: The Survival by Charles_Chaplin_
Living an Apocalypse Daymare: The Survival
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    Reads 287
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    Votes 29
  • WpPart
    Parts 15
  • WpHistory
    Time 35m
Ongoing, First published Jul 16, 2021
Chris Wilson. The guy who used to be the hot, popular, out-of-the-box soccer player and had the scope of basking fame in the sports field. He had the most supportive mom ever and a caring little sister for a family. He could, and was, enjoying life to the fullest... Until it happened.

Everything changed so fast...the gas leak, people acting strangely, the attacks...


The only option is to survive.


Not as simple as it seems, when the whole humanity is on the brink of extinction.
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