All Chapters of Reborn in the Apocalypse: My Level-Up System : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Telenburgh 2050

Ara Pov: “Run faster, they're getting close” A voice called out in front of Ara, as she jumped over the huge crack on the ground, her knee almost giving out, but she kept her stance. Her foot caught the edge of the concrete crack and she stumbled, her body lurching forward. The ground came up at her, gray and jagged, but her hands shot out on instinct. She pushed off hard, felt her palms scrape raw, and stayed upright. Behind her, the sound grew louder. She had gone to fetch supplies from an abandoned store in the outskirts of the city that evening. There, she met other survivors. Just as they were about to leave, one of them had unintentionally alerted the zombies, bringing their attention towards them, and now they were running. Food was almost impossible to find now, as survivors were killing each other over scraps, and the military had abandoned the city entirely. Every street smells like blood, smoke, and rotting flesh. The city had become entirely deserted, and inhabited. Eve

The Day Before The End

Chapter 2: The Day Before The End Ara POV: "Ara? Ara, wake up already!" She shot upright, gasping for air. Her hands flew to her throat first. Then her arms. Then her face. She noticed there were no bites, no blood, and no open wounds oozing something dark and wrong. She pressed both palms flat against her chest and felt her heartbeat slamming back at her, fast and panicked and alive. She was alive. "What the…." She couldn't finish the sentence. Her lungs weren't working right. She kept pulling in air like she'd forgotten how to do it properly, each breath shallow, her whole body still braced for a smell that wasn't there. No rot. No chemicals burning the back of her throat. No blood soaking the air until it tasted like copper. It was just her apartment. Her room. The morning light cutting through the curtains like nothing had happened. Ara pressed her fists into her eyes and held them there. It was a dream. It had to be a dream. But the moment she lowered her hands and look

Player 001

Ara POV: "Do you accept your first mission?" "Absolutely not," Ara said out loud, to empty the air, in an empty lot, like a completely sane person. "No. Who even are you? Get out of my head." The voice said nothing for a moment. Then it said, pleasantly and mechanically and with absolutely no regard for her distress: "Designation: LUS. Level-Up System. You have been selected as Player 001." "I don't want to be selected," she snapped. "I didn't apply for anything. I have a plan. My plan involves leaving this city and not dying in a river this time, so if you could just—" "The apocalypse will begin in ten days." "I know that." "Departure from Telenburgh is now prohibited for designated players." "Yeah." She bent down and picked up her backpack. "I'm going to go ahead and ignore that." She walked back toward the fence gap. She made it four blocks. Four blocks of normal walking, of almost convincing herself that the voice had gone quiet and given up, that she was going to be

The File That Should Not Exist

Ara POV: The hideout was not what she expected. She had pictured something grim. Bare concrete, a single flickering light, maybe a bucket in the corner. What she got instead was a gutted storage room three floors underground with actual furniture, a generator humming in the back, and the smell of coffee. She was still working on her exit plan. She just needed a minute. "I already know you came back from the dead." Ara spun toward the voice so fast she nearly tripped over her own feet. There was a man sitting on top of a crate on the far side of the room. Young, maybe her age, maybe older, with a tablet balanced on one knee and the kind of smile that made her immediately want to check if her wallet was still in her pocket. He was not looking at the tablet. He was looking at her, like she was a puzzle he was already most of the way through solving. “I wasn't expecting you to be this cute.” The guy said. "Who is that," she said, turning to Ronan. "Silas," Ronan said. "Why is he

The Traitor in the Room

Ara POV: The hideout had become a warzone in under two minutes. Three of Elena's players had made it through the lower entrance before Ronan managed to collapse the stairwell, and the fight that followed was loud and ugly and nothing like the clean action sequences she had seen in movies before the world ended. Real fighting was all elbows and screaming and the terror of not knowing if the thing you just stepped on was debris or a person. Ara had a knife and a half-formed plan and approximately zero confidence that either was going to be enough. She was keeping one of them occupied near the back wall, which mostly meant dodging and buying time and hoping Ronan finished with his guy first, when a voice came through the smoke from somewhere above her. "Nobody told me the famous Player 001 needed this much rescuing." She turned. A young man was stepping through the ruined stairwell with a medical bag hanging off one shoulder and an expression that had absolutely no business being t

A test of loyalty

The silence after Ronan’s question was heavy. The underground vault felt smaller, the three men watching Ara closely, waiting to see if she’d crack.Ronan shifted first. He kept his weapon up, his big frame tense. His dark eyes moved from Silas to Daniel. “If the system is broadcasting coordinates, it’s coming from something physical,” he said, his voice low and rough. “We check everything—pockets, linings, all our gear. Right now.”Silas leaned back against a crate with a soft chuckle that felt wrong after the fight they’d just had. “Oh, Ronan. Always ready to smash something.” He crossed his arms. “We don’t need a physical tracker. The system doesn’t play by normal rules. It could be a thought, a passive skill, or some mental link to Ryan.”He tilted his head and looked right at Ara, that sly mocking smile on his face. “Stripping down won’t fix this. To catch a rat, you set bait. We share details—some true, some fake. Whichever piece leaks first shows us who’s talking.”Ara felt ang

What happened to Ronan?

The vibrations from the bang slowly faded, leaving the concrete roof humming under Ara’s boots. Before she could stumble, Ronan’s big hand grabbed her shoulder, steadying her against the parapet. The second the ground stopped shaking, Ara pulled away and reached for her knife, heading straight for the door back down to the bunker.“Stay here,” Ronan said, his voice low and firm as he stepped in front of her. “We don’t know what caused that. Rushing into a dark stairwell is a bad idea. It could be a trap.”“Get out of my way, Ronan,” Ara snapped, her eyes flashing with frustration. “I’m not staying up here while the base falls apart. If Daniel or Silas are hurt down there, I’m going.”She ducked past him and hurried down the stairs, boots slapping against the concrete. Ronan cursed under his breath but followed right behind her.When she pushed through the final door into the vault, she was ready for the worst—Elena’s players breaking in or infected tearing through the walls. Instead,

What a weird moment with Silas

The bunker felt way too empty once Daniel’s footsteps faded down the corridor. For the first twenty minutes, an awkward, heavy silence hung between Ara and Silas. Ara couldn’t sit still. She paced back and forth across the concrete floor, her boots making soft clicks that echoed off the walls. Her mind kept spinning with worry about Ronan and Daniel out there in the cold, dark streets of Telenburgh. Every little sound—the creak of the old building settling, a distant gust of wind—made her tense up, imagining an ambush or worse.Silas, on the other hand, seemed completely unfazed. He stayed glued to his tablet, the blue glow lighting up his face as his fingers moved quickly over the screen. He didn’t look up, didn’t say anything reassuring, and barely seemed to notice how anxious she was. It was like her pacing was just background noise to him.Eventually, Ara forced herself to stop wearing a hole in the floor. She dropped onto an overturned wooden crate and tried to distract herself b

The Anatomy of a Trap

The air in the underground vault smelled strongly of gun oil and ozone. Ara adjusted the strap of her holster, the leather pressing into her shoulder through her jacket. Her hands were steady, but her mind was racing with numbers, countdowns, and memories from the life she’d already lost once.In the corner, Silas grunted as he lifted the heavy, wire-wrapped bazooka onto his shoulder. The faint blue glow from its battery pack lit up his face.“You’re not bringing that,” Ara said flatly, checking the magazine in her 9mm pistol without looking up.Silas paused, resting the barrel against his cheek. “Ara, darling, we’re about to assassinate the CEO of a huge biotech company who’s surrounded by military guards. This isn’t a quiet mission—it’s going to get messy.”“We’re going in undercover, Silas,” Ara replied, her voice cold and firm. “A modified rocket launcher doesn’t exactly blend in with civilian contractors. Plus, it almost brought the roof down on us four hours ago. Is it even safe

An old friend

“Where the hell did she get a police van?” Daniel whispered.Silas narrowed his eyes at the tallest man standing next to Elena. “That’s Deputy Chief Vance. He’s a player, Ara. She’s already got people inside the police.”“Ara!” Elena’s voice boomed through the alley from a megaphone. She was smiling, sharp and mean. “Did you really think you could run the same game twice? You’re still weak. Still soft. Drop your weapons and get out of the car, or we turn this alley into a graveyard.”“Hold on!” Ronan shouted.He didn’t wait. He slammed the car into reverse, tires smoking as he tried to back down the narrow alley fast.But Elena wasn’t alone. A man stepped out from a side alley behind them. He didn’t look big, but the air around his legs seemed to ripple. A blue system message flashed in Ara’s vision.:TARGET DETECTED: FACTION PLAYER.** :SKILL ACTIVATED: ATHLETIC SURGE [LEVEL 3].The man moved unnaturally fast, a blur that caught up to the reversing car in seconds. He jumped onto the

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