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 74: TRAITOR'S SLASHThe air inside the Porong Prison emergency clinic felt heavy, saturated with the metallic scent of fresh blood and the sharp smell of 70% alcohol. Under the fluorescent lights flickering from generator fluctuations, Cindy worked like a machine. Her blood-stained hands pressed on the chest of a young survivor who had just been hit by a stray arrow outside."Hold it! Lisa, get the artery clamp! The bleeding won't stop!" Cindy shouted, sweat soaking her forehead.Lisa, the medical student acting as her assistant, ran frantically with an instrument tray. "Sis Cindy, we only have two rolls of sterile gauze left! Casualties keep coming!""Use bed sheets if you have to! Tear their clothes! Don't let anyone die on my table!" Cindy ordered firmly. She was no longer the spoiled girl who cried on the ship. The apocalypse had forged her into an iron lady holding others' lives at her fingertips.In the corner of
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Chapter: CHAPTER 73: TRAIL OF THE TRAITOR'S BLOODOutside the walls of Porong Prison, the war raged with hellish intensity. The sound of grenade explosions, Brute roars, and Satria’s command shouts created a deafening wall of noise. However, the chaos provided the perfect cover for a rat to sneak into the granary.Andy moved through the shadows of the rear administration block corridor.He didn't run in panic. His footsteps, clad in military leather boots gifted by Alexander, landed carefully on the ceramic floor. He wore a black combat uniform now dirty with dust from the east wall ruins where he had slipped in earlier.His eyes were wild, scanning the surroundings with a mix of disgust and awe."So this is your sandcastle, Satria?" Andy muttered softly, touching the newly painted wall. "You really built a happy household here, while I had to lick boots to survive."The hatred in Andy’s heart burned hotter. He felt
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Chapter: CHAPTER 72: SHOWDOWN AT PORONG PRISONThe concrete dust billowing from the collapse of the East Wall wasn't just a gray cloud; it was the curtain rising on a massacre.As the dust particles began to settle, the first scream was heard. Not a scream of shock, but a scream of pure agony that split the afternoon air into shards of terror."THEY'RE IN! RUN! GET THE KIDS TO THE GYM!"The shout came from Mr. Harun. The old mechanic stood trembling in front of his workshop, holding a large monkey wrench. Behind him, Lisa and the women from the laundry group ran in panic, dragging hysterically crying children.From the dust fog, hunched silhouettes emerged.Hunters.They didn't walk. They glided, moving like lizards accelerated ten times over, lunging into the open prison courtyard. Their red eyes glowed with hunger, targeting the slowest, weakest, most tender meat.A Hunter leaped on
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Chapter: CHAPTER 71: BOOMERS AND SPITTERSThe ground shook. Not the rhythmic tremor of thousands of undead footsteps, but a single, deep, destructive vibration, as if the earth's core beneath Porong Prison was cracking.Satria, standing on the North Wall catwalk, felt the shockwave travel from his feet to his teeth. He had just prepared to face the ladder of climbing corpses, but the threat suddenly changed shape.From behind the line of Brutes acting as meat shields, a new variant emerged that the Porong survivors had never seen before. They didn't run fast like Runners, nor were they muscular like Brutes. They waddled, their bodies grotesquely swollen, skin stretched transparent to reveal churning green liquid inside.Boomers. Walking biological bombs.And behind them stood hunched creatures with long necks that swelled like cobras. Their mouths dripped smoking liquid constantly.Spitters. Organic artillery.&nb
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Chapter: CHAPTER 70: FLASHBACK FROM HELLFrom atop the cold turret of the M1 Abrams tank, Alexander surveyed the chaos before him with a gaze almost devoid of emotion. In the distance, at the foot of the Porong Prison wall, thousands of the undead were crushing each other, stepping on their comrades' heads, snapping their brothers' spines, just to climb one centimeter higher.To most, the sight was repulsive. A canvas of rotting flesh. But to Alexander, it was art. It was the manifestation of a persistence that living, breathing humans lacked."Look at them," Alexander murmured, his voice nearly swallowed by the roar of war in the distance. "They don't hesitate. They don't fear. They have no ego. They are a single, unified purpose."A hot wind struck his pale face, carrying the metallic scent of blood so familiar. This scent... the smell of mass death... suddenly pulled a trigger inside his head. A memory he had buried under the ice of his heart for the past ye
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Chapter: CHAPTER 69: THE FIRST WAVE"HOLD! NO ONE SHOOTS YET!"Satria’s voice boomed, cutting through the noise of the wind and the roar of thousands of approaching undead. He stood on the edge of the North Wall catwalk, his hands gripping the iron railing until his knuckles turned white. His sharp eyes locked onto the movement of the black wave down below.The heart of every person on that wall pounded hard, in rhythm with the tremors in the ground caused by the footsteps of thousands of monsters."Two hundred meters... one hundred fifty meters..." Rizal hissed beside Satria, his eyes never leaving the distance markers they had painted white on the barren ground outside the fortress. His finger trembled on the trigger of his assault rifle."Let them hit," Satria ordered coldly. "We need them bunched up in the kill zone. Save bullets. Use spears and arrows for the initial wave."In the distance, Alexander&rsq
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DOOMSDAY LEDGER
"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 75: Night from Hell"ELIAN! LOOK OUT!"Rico’s shout exploded, shattering the silence of the Cibubur Rest Area like a brick through a window. His voice wasn't just a warning; it was a scream of pure panic that triggered the fight-or-flight response of every living soul inside the bus.At the back of the bus, Elian snapped his eyes open.His pupils dilated, trying to adjust to a reality that had shifted from calm meditation to a death threat in a fraction of a second. However, the biological body has its limits. Nerves need time to send signals. Muscles need time to contract.And time was a luxury Elian did not have right now.Above him, Tono’s silhouette was already swinging the sharpened iron rod downward with full force, driven by hatred and Darius’s sweet promises."DIE, MANAGER!"Elian reflexively threw his body to the right, trying to r
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Chapter: Chapter 74: The Coup Plan2:00 AM. The time when human sanity is at its weakest, and shadows look more alive than reality.The sky above the Cibubur KM 10 Rest Area was clear of purple clouds, displaying a pale and cold crescent moon. However, the tranquility of this night was a deception. Behind the silence of the dead highway, there were racing heartbeats and murderous intent sharpened as keen as a knife.Inside the cabin of the Cosmo Express School Bus, the atmosphere felt like being inside a warm but fragile iron womb. The sound of soft snoring from the exhausted survivors was the only background music, occasionally punctuated by a dry cough or the friction of coarse blankets.Elian sat cross-legged at the very back of the bus, on top of a pile of logistics bags containing the remains of their treasures. His eyes were tightly shut. His breathing was steady, slow, and deep. He wasn't sleeping. He was trying to stitch back together the shattere
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Chapter: Chapter 73: Snake's TongueThe clock showed ten at night. The campfire began to fade, leaving red embers that blinked weakly like a demon's eyes.Elian was at the back of the bus, cleaning his iron pipe while discussing tomorrow's route with Mr. Hendra. He felt safe. His system scan showed no signs of Hollows. Agus was on the roof as a perfect sentry.He forgot one thing: The Cosmo-Ledger system could detect zombies, but it couldn't detect lies.Outside, Darius wasn't sleeping. He began to move.He didn't break Elian’s rules. He didn't approach the bus. He just... walked around the campfire, talking to his men, but with a volume deliberately set so his voice would be heard faintly by those guarding the bus windows."Poor Budi," Darius said to Tono, while massaging his swollen feet. "He used to be my star employee. Now? He’s just a lackey."Inside the bus, Budi, who was on g
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Chapter: Chapter 72: BreadcrumbsThe night at the Cibubur KM 10 Rest Area brought a bone-chilling cold. There was no electricity, no sound of crickets, only the sound of the wind whistling through the gaps of the empty shopfronts.In the middle of the vast parking lot, a small campfire was lit. It was fueled by plastic convenience store chairs and old cardboard boxes. That fire was the only source of light and warmth amidst the total darkness of the dead highway.On one side of the fire sat Darius and his four pathetic men. Their feet were wrapped in plastic bags, their lips were chapped, and their eyes were sunken like hungry ghosts. They sat huddled together, shivering, staring blankly at the flames.On the other side, about ten meters away (a safety distance established by Elian), stood the Cosmo Express School Bus. Its engine was off, but its steel-plated body and iron bars made it look like an impenetrable fortress. Inside, there were mattresses (e
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Chapter: Chapter 71: The Pit StopThe silence at the KM 10 Cibubur Rest Area had its own specific gravity. It felt like an invisible atmospheric pressure pressing against the eardrums, making every footstep on the asphalt sound ten times louder than it should.No Hollows roaring. No Runners chasing shadows. It seemed even the flies refused to fly here."I liked it better when we were being chased by a whole district's worth of zombies on the toll road," Rico whispered, clutching his Teflon pan, which was now dented in several places. "At least back there it was noisy but we knew who the enemy was. Here... it's quiet. Like, 'Saturday night with no date' quiet. Creepy as hell."Elian didn't respond to the joke. His silver-ringed Tier 4 eyes kept scanning the surroundings. His Cosmo-Ledger system ran a passive scan, but the results were nil. No sign of monster life within a fifty-meter radius."Agus," Elian called softly.<
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Chapter: Chapter 70: Agus Frankenstein SkillThe afternoon sun, obscured by a purple haze, shone down on the Jagorawi Toll Road, which had transformed into a gladiatorial arena. In the middle of a sea of car wrecks and thousands of hungry, howling zombies, one figure stood tall, challenging the impossible.Agus.Former security guard, former monster, and now the Main Guardian of Elian's group. He stood on the hot asphalt, his bare feet (since there were no size XXXXXL shoes) gripping the road. He took a deep breath, filling his massive lungs with air smelling of gasoline and death.Behind him, the Cosmo Express school bus roared nervously. In front of him, a five-meter-high wall of containers blocked the path. And all around him, hundreds of Runners and Crawlers began to realize that a jumbo-sized piece of fresh meat had just stepped off the bus."Meat..." hissed a Runner, its eyes glowing red, saliva dripping.Agus turned
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