Derek Carter never asked for a System, an apocalypse, or the pressure of being humanity’s so-called "last hope." 

He was just trying to survive the daily struggles of being an orphan in Paleview City—dodging bullies, scraping together meals, and lying his way into school. Life was already hard enough.

Then, one day, a blue screen pops into his vision:

[Warning: The world is doomed. Try not to die.]

Yeah, great. Just what he needed—cryptic doomsday messages and no instruction manual.

Now, monsters are creeping into the city, reality is unravelling, and Derek’s "legendary" starting stats are barely above zero. The System promises him power, but there's just one tiny problem—he’s never won a fight in his life.

Armed with sarcasm, questionable decision-making skills, and the sheer refusal to die, Derek is about to embark on the worst (and possibly last) adventure of his life. Because if the world really is ending… he’s at least going to make it someone else’s problem first.

After all, heroes are overrated—survivors get to tell the story.

A few minutes earlier, as the recruits returned back to the base, Derek stepped foward, as he surveyed the battlefield.


His eyes shown with a blue light, an invisible vacumn force swept over the battlefied as all the mana crystals disappeared.


Yvalana noticed the mana stones disappear, but she did not press for answers.


Derek jumped down and landed with a metallic thud, the shock of his impact cracking the concrete beneath his boots. Dust plumed around him, but he moved through it like a ghost, eyes scanning the sea of monsters still clawing their way forward from the outer perimeter. The stench of blood and sulfur was thick in the air, a grim perfume of the apocalypse.


"Time to clean house," he muttered, drawing in a deep breath.


[ Skill Activated: Tempest Convergence ]


Chapter 66 - Facing The Horde (IV)