
Amoy
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Novels by Amoy

God Of War System : Apocalypse King
WHEN THE APOCALYPSE ARRIVES, BECOME A GOD OR BE TORN TO SHREDS.
Satria has no choice. Infected by mutant blood, he rises again with a system in his head that promises the power of a god. The power to slaughter thousands of zombies and mutant monsters with his bare hands.
The condition? His power awakens through intimacy; his dominion is born from the bed. The more women who become his "power generators," the more invincible he becomes.
But he is not the only chosen one. On the island of Java, Alexander, a ruthless tyrant with a system that controls the undead, has built his kingdom.
This is no longer about survival. This is a war between systems, a war between gods.
Witness Satria's journey from victim to predator, from survivor to founder of a new civilization built upon blood, Lust, and Betrayal.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 25: THE GAIA PEACE PACT
The jade green notification floated before Satria’s eyes, so real he could see the reflection of the strange garden’s light on its surface. Gaia Entity. Nyai Loro Kidul. The names sounded like mythology, wild fantasy, but in this crazy new world, myths seemed to have become reality.His mind raced. On one hand, this was an escape route he never imagined. A golden ticket to escape the hell of Banyuwangi without having to fight again. Safe passage. An invaluable reward.On the other hand, it felt too easy. Accepting meant placing trust in a non-human entity that had just tried to kill them. Declining? Declining meant declaring war against the ruler of this city, in the heart of her power, with their stamina not fully recovered. That was suicide.[*...Your time is short, Player,**] the Queen’s voice echoed in his mind again, the tone flat, yet containing a hint of impatience. [*My children below are growing restless. The morning light makes them hungry.*]Satria made his decision. This w
Last Updated: 2026-01-14
Chapter: CHAPTER 24: THE QUEEN'S HIVE
The gamelan music was so strange and out of place that, for a moment, everyone could only stand frozen, listening. The melody was soft, rhythmic, and soothing—the antithesis of the brutal world outside the building's walls. It wasn't a recording. The sound was clear and vibrant, as if being played live from somewhere inside the building.“Music?” Bima whispered, confusion and fear mixed on his face. “Who is playing music in the middle of the apocalypse?”“It’s a trap,” Andy hissed, paranoia taking over. “It has to be a trap to lure us in.”Satria said nothing. He signaled for everyone to move away from the door. He approached the slightly open door gap alone, his crowbar held tight against his chest. He didn't try to peek inside. Instead, he squatted and sniffed the air escaping the gap.There was no stench. No smell of corpses. What he smelled was a strange aroma—the smell of wet earth after rain, the scent of frangipani flowers, and a faint, sweet aroma of incense. A distinctly Bali
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Chapter: CHAPTER 23: THE BRIDGE OF TEARS
Satria's shout from across the way echoed, breaking the paralysis that gripped them. "Cindy! You’re first! Remember what I said! Don’t look down!"All eyes were on Cindy. She was Satria's girlfriend, the first person he called. This was a test of trust, not just for her, but for everyone watching. If she failed, everyone's morale would be shattered.Cindy swallowed, her throat as dry as a desert. She glanced down once, at the grasping sea of the undead, and nausea immediately burned her stomach. She quickly looked away, focusing her gaze only on Satria, who stood tall across the gap, acting as her lighthouse."You can do it, Cin," Abigail whispered from behind, her voice trembling but sincere.Cindy took a deep breath. She handed her small supply bag to Rizal. She had to be as light as possible. She walked to the edge of the roof, her heart pounding so hard it hurt. She held the safety ro
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Chapter: CHAPTER 22: A FOOTPATH ABOVE HELL
The dawn broke cruelly. The blood-red color painting the sky seemed like an omen of what they were about to do. Below, the sea of the undead began to stir, disturbed by the first light of the sun. They were no longer just growling; they began to emit hoarse shrieks, as if frustrated that their prey above wouldn't descend.No one immediately answered Satria’s question. They just stared at the steel cable with horror. The cable looked so thin from a distance, a spider thread stretched over a deadly abyss. The morning wind made it tremble slightly, as if mocking their insane plan.“I… I’m coming,” Cindy said, her voice breaking the silence. She stepped forward to Satria’s side, her gaze steady. “I trust you.”Cindy's courage seemed contagious. Rizal, after exchanging a glance with the still-pale Bima, let out a long sigh. “We’re coming too. Staying here is the same as dying. Better to die trying.”
Last Updated: 2026-01-13
Chapter: CHAPTER 21: RED DAWN AND THE BITTER DECISION
Their intimate ritual ended as quickly as it began. Necessity trumped romance. They quickly tidied themselves, put their worn clothes back on, and stepped out of the shadow of the water tower. The air felt colder now, or perhaps it was just the contrast from the heat of their bodies moments ago.The bonfire had begun to die down, leaving only glowing orange embers. Everyone was still in their positions. Rizal and Bima stood guard tensely on one side, while Andy remained seated with his back to everyone, a frozen statue of resentment. Abigail appeared to be asleep, but Satria could see her shoulders trembling slightly. She wasn't sleeping; she was just too afraid to open her eyes.Satria walked to the center of the rooftop, his body now feeling light and full of strength. The Vigor effect from the system made him feel like he could tear a Runner in half with his bare hands. The exhaustion that had been weighing down every joint had vanished without a trace. He picked up
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Chapter: CHAPTER 20: RITUAL AT THE PEAK OF THE WORLD
The shadows behind the water tower felt like a different world. Here, the night wind wasn't as strong, and the flickering light of the campfire only reached the edges, creating an intimate, hidden space. The moaning of the undead from below felt distant, muffled by the cold concrete and the sound of their own heartbeats echoing in their ears.Cindy released Satria’s hand. They stood facing each other in a silence heavy with anticipation. This felt strange. Wrong. Doing the most intimate thing while their world was on the brink of collapse, on a rooftop surrounded by a sea of death. But when Cindy looked at Satria’s pale, exhausted face, she knew this was the most right thing she could do. This was no longer just the fulfillment of a couple's desire. This was a life transfusion. A sacred ritual to reignite the protector's flame.“Take off your shirt,” Cindy whispered, her voice slightly trembling, but her eyes showed no hesitation.Satria
Last Updated: 2026-01-12

DOOMSDAY LEDGER
System
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"Welcome to CosmoMart. We are technically closed, but for you, we’ll make a painful exception."
Elian just wanted a quiet shift, a meager paycheck, and some sleep. But the universe had other plans: dropping a Zombie Apocalypse right when he clocked in four minutes late.
Trapped inside a Jakarta convenience store with a micromanaging boss and a wise-cracking parking attendant, Elian accidentally triggers a mysterious System after a freak lightning accident. Now, he is a living generator, and his store is the only lit beacon in a city of darkness.
But surviving the end of the world is complicated when your teammates fear a Stock Audit more than the flesh-eating monsters outside.
Mr. Hendra (The Manager): "Don't kill the zombie in Aisle 3! You’ll get blood on the premium diapers! Think of the inventory value!"
Rico (The Parking Guy): "Boss, do I charge these zombies an hourly rate or a flat fee for parking their carcasses on the asphalt?"
*The System: [WARNING: Instant Noodle Stock Critical. Riot Probability: 99%.]
This isn't a story about a hero saving the world. This is the story of a night-shift clerk forced into "mandatory overtime" to slaughter monsters, manage logistics, and climb the corporate ladder from Intern Cashier to the CEO of the Apocalypse.
Read now before the stock runs out!
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Chapter: Chapter 29: Capacity Limit
The "Death Expedition" convoy finally returned to Cosmo Mart as the sun began to dip west, casting a dramatic orange silhouette across the smoky Jakarta sky. Darius's Grand Max pickup and his Pajero SUV drove in tandem, followed by Rico's dirt bike pulling a cart (which was now full of sardine boxes, not Mr. Hendra).The mission was a huge material success. They brought home almost a ton of logistics: rice, oil, corned beef, sardines, and formula milk.But demographically, it was a disaster."Park on the side! Don't block the main entrance!" Elian shouted, jumping off the back of the motorcycle.The Cosmo Mart's Tesla-Coil steel door slowly opened with a futuristic whirring sound. Lina greeted them at the threshold with a look of relief that quickly turned to horror."Brother Elian... did you bring... an entire village?" Lina asked, her eyes wide as she saw dozens of people (the
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Chapter: Chapter 28: Moral Points
The soft, humming sound of the electric forklift motor broke the silence in the Loading Dock area. Mr. Hendra, grinning as wide as a child who just got a new bicycle, was deftly maneuvering the yellow heavy equipment."Back up... a little to the left... watch your feet! Perfect, beautiful!" Mr. Hendra cheered excitedly.The hydraulic lever was pulled. The forklift’s steel forks lifted a wooden pallet stacked with 50-kilogram sacks of rice. The pallet lifted smoothly, and Mr. Hendra spun it around, placing it near the exit with millimeter precision."My operator license hasn't expired!" Mr. Hendra patted the forklift's steering wheel proudly. "In 1998, I won third place consolation prize in the sub-district forklift dexterity competition!""Who cares about consolation prizes, sir. The important thing is the rice is safe!" Rico replied, busy shouldering a box of instant noodles. He was panting he
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Chapter: Chapter 27: Spider Attack
The aisles in the Central Logistics Warehouse seemed endless. Rows of ten-meter-high steel racks soared upward, creating artificial canyons whose walls were lined with thousands of logistics boxes. Pallets containing rice, instant noodles, cooking oil, and even baby diapers were arranged with eye-pleasing precision—or at least, eye-pleasing to Pak Hendra."It's beautiful..." Pak Hendra whispered, his hand lovingly stroking a cold steel rack pillar. His eyes were teary behind his safety glasses. "Look at the numbering system, Elian. A-102, B-205. This uses a perfect First-In-First-Out method. No goods will expire uselessly here.""Sir, please don't flirt with the warehouse shelves yet," Rico scolded, walking backward, his eyes vigilantly sweeping the darkness at the top of the racks. "I'm getting goosebumps. I have a bad feeling. Like something's been watching us.""Nonsense, you're paranoid," Pak Hendra scoffed, taking a marker from his pocket and checking
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Chapter: Chapter 26: Incitement
Elian's plan was simple, but the risk was as high as the Eiffel Tower."Rico, you'll be the matador," Elian ordered, pointing to The Loader giant who was busy slamming a container onto the ground, perhaps venting stress because his salary was still at the zombie minimum wage. "Fly Si Tuyul as close to his ear as possible. Piss him off. Lure him toward the pile of fuel tanks in the west corner.""Roger that, Boss. Operation Noisy Mosquito begins," Rico nodded, his fingers deftly manipulating the controller levers.The quadcopter drone shot up with a soft *wuzzz* hum, maneuvering between the gaps in the stacked containers, approaching the giant mutant's head.The Loader—nearly four meters tall with a right hand like a giant bone claw—turned when he heard the *bzzzt* sound near his ear. He swatted with his normal left hand (but still the size of a banana tree), trying to slap the drone.
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Chapter: Chapter 25: False Alliance
The sky over East Jakarta at five in the morning was still a dirty gray, like mop water that hadn't been changed in a week. Bone-chilling cold mixed with the stench of stale diesel from the exhaust of an old truck that was being warmed up in the front yard of Darius’s headquarters.The sputtering diesel engine—*grok-grok-grok*—broke the morning silence, competing with the stifled sobs of twenty "volunteers" who were being forcibly herded toward the bed of an open-top truck.Elian stood on the shop-house terrace, sipping the remnants of cold instant coffee he had found in the pantry. His eyes sharply monitored the process of loading the people."This isn't an expedition," muttered Rico, who stood beside him, wearing his black Bogo helmet again. "This is a cattle truck headed to the slaughterhouse.""Cattle that are going to be used as bait to distract the zombies," Vara corrected, ti
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Chapter: Chapter 24: The Two Faces of Darius
The VIP room Darius boasted about turned out to be more like an interrogation room disguised as a cheap motel room. Although there was a spring mattress with fresh sheets, the musty smell of damp carpet and the faint red stain near the table leg—clearly dried blood that had been scrubbed—made the atmosphere tense.Rico sat cross-legged on the bed, holding his drone remote control. His face was wrinkled in seriousness, his eyebrows nearly meeting."El, look at this," Rico whispered, pointing to the tablet screen propped up on a pillow. "The Goblin is patrolling the air vent of Darius's office."Elian, who was cleaning his iron pipe with a wet wipe from their loot, approached. "Get anything?"On the tablet screen, which was slightly static due to indoor signal interference, a view from the upper corner of Darius's office was visible. The drone camera peeked through a gap in the rusty exhaust fan.Darius was sitting in his opulent leather
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