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The Apocalypse Hoarder
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The world plunged into a new Ice Age. As the frozen apocalypse spread, 95% of humanity perished. In his first timeline, Cyrus Knovell's kindness cost him everything. The people he had helped betrayed him and left him for dead. Fate, however, granted him a second chance. He awakened one month before the world froze, gaining a dimensional ability that let him store anything without limit. Now he hoarded supplies by the billions and built a fortress no one could breach. While others shivered, starved, and traded their dignity for a morsel, Cyrus lived in comfort. The desperate came begging. The manipulative vixen: "Cyrus, let me into your shelter, and I'll be your girlfriend, okay?" The spoiled rich heir: "Cyrus, I'll give you all my money for just one meal!" The greedy neighbors: "Cyrus, you shouldn't be so selfish. You should share your supplies with us!" Cyrus remembered their betrayals. Lounging in his steel fortress and savoring his private paradise, he sneered, "Your survival has nothing to do with me. I'd rather feed the dogs than feed you."
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Vincent: [She is one of Volaris City's famous car models. Look at her face and body, absolutely top tier. I guarantee you will like her. Help me, please.]Cyrus recognized the model at once. Vincent had bought the place only to show off for her. She always dressed to seduce, like a sly vixen, never short on temptation. Back then she barely looked at the men around her. With Cyrus she had stayed cold and proud.Now Vincent was willing to trade her for food. The woman looked worn out, and she seemed willing enough. She knew his house held supplies, so she pushed harder for his camera."What a worthless piece of trash," Cyrus muttered.Undoubtedly, she had a fine figure and a pretty face. Nonetheless, he refused to let in a shameless woman who would sell herself. Someone like that might stab him while he slept and steal the place. A woman who traded her body had no moral bottom line.He watched her video five times, then closed the chat with a sneer.More messages arrived. Men offer
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Cries kept rising at the window. The people outside slammed their heads until the skin split and blood streaked down the glass. The sound scraped at the nerves."Come on now. Don't do this. It unsettles me." Cyrus sighed and walked to the window while lifting a steaming plate of pasta."My appetite wakes when I feel uneasy," he said and slurped a mouthful.He ate with open pleasure. The neighbors stared and swallowed hard. Hunger gnawed at them. Rage simmered in them. Their pleas grew louder, and their heads struck the glass with frantic force."Cyrus, we were wrong. We only want to live.""Give us a little food. Let us live like dogs. Anything you want later, we will do."Cyrus kept eating. A hot plate of pasta could feel like a small treasure when someone starved. After half a plate he set the rest on the sill. One pane of glass kept them from the warmth. They could see the food. They could not reach it. Their faces spread against the window like animals pretending the feast be
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They were as good as dead already.Cyrus smirked. "Well, at least falling to your death is better than burning alive."A charred, twisted face slammed against the glass with a dull thud, eyes wide with hatred and despair."Help me! Please, help me!" the man screamed, his voice ragged with pain.Cyrus raised his coffee cup and gave a mocking salute. "Help you? Help my ass. Go die, you useless piece of trash."The man's final cry vanished into the roar of the flames.On the neighboring balcony, the 70 people waiting for their turn to attack could only watch in horror."Help! Somebody help me!""I don't want to die! Please!"The man engulfed in fire tried to climb toward them, clutching the railing with melting hands.Before he could reach them, a man on that balcony kicked his hand away without hesitation. "Get lost! You're done for. Don't drag us down with you!"The burning man clung desperately to the rail, but the other kept kicking. One savage blow broke his finger clean o
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Only a pane of glass separated them. Outside, the neighbors battled the wind and snow, their faces twisted by hunger and frost. They pounded on the window with everything they had.Inside, Cyrus lounged in his recliner, calmly eating.The contrast drove the mob wild. Their curses rose like a chorus."Cyrus, I'll kill you!" someone shouted."If I break this glass, everything inside is mine, you selfish bastard!""Enjoy your coffee now. It's your last day!"Cyrus lifted his cup and waved. "Keep going. You're doing great."Gradually, the men hammering at the glass slowed. They were on the 24th floor. The wind sliced through them, and the snow drained their strength. They couldn't last long, forcing them to rotate every ten minutes.Half an hour passed.The glass still held, and only a few scratches marked its surface. Hope faded from their eyes, yet they stayed. The sight of his fire and food kept them there.Then Cyrus noticed Jack's men among the crowd. Jack's involvement was
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