A Tomb of Mirrors
That was precisely why, in my previous life, the two of them never stopped tricking me out of my house.
Now, facing my own over-the-top funeral plans, I needed to turn all my bricks and mortar into cold, hard cash. However, there was one place I could not part with: the villa I called home. When the end of the world kicked off, that place, with its unique design, became a fortress against the haunts.
That was why, in my previous life, I was only cast out once the greater haunts came in the final stages of the apocalypse.
I was curious to see what the apocalypse had in store for my fortress this time.
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