Lover

Devansh Magnus is a broke university student, a walking tragedy, and worst of all—the infamous "Leash Lover" of his department. He had spent his days chasing after Aranya Sen, worshiping the ground she walked on, doing anything to get her attention. But in the end, what did he get? She crushed him like an insect. Kicked him aside like a stray dog. And just when he thought life couldn’t get any worse—Ashen Graves nearly sent him to the afterlife. Now, standing in front of a vending machine with an empty stomach and emptier pockets, he dug around, hoping for a chump change. Nothing. Except for one single, 4ucking useless coin. He stared at it, cursing his pathetic existence. Then, out of nowhere—he just started laughing. The kind of laugh that wasn’t funny, that teetered between despair and insanity. "This is it? This is all my life amounts to? Hahaha... Fuck my life." And then—something insane happened. [Ding! Suitable Host Detected...] [Synchronizing Thoughts… The Host’s Personality Meets the Criteria for Fusion…] [Ding! Initiating Fusion…] [Ding! Fusion Complete.] [Counter-Love Wealth System Successfully Activated.] Devansh’s eyes widened as the information flooded his mind. '99 TRILLION' in wealth. More money than he could ever dream of. But there was a catch—he could only spend it on beauties. And if he successfully countered a love attack? He’d get back 10% of what he spent, plus extra rewards. For the first time in his miserable life, Devansh grinned. He had begged. He had suffered. He had been used and discarded. But not anymore. Now, he would bind those untouchable women and turn the game in his favor. He wasn’t chasing anymore. Now, they would come to him.

Three months before the apocalypse, Sean Miles got a second chance at life. In his previous life, he trusted the woman he loved with everything he had. She repaid him with betrayal. When the apocalypse began, Sean was infected by a mutated wolf while trying to protect the survivors. Desperate for the antiviral serum he had brought back, he returned to his wife—only to find her in bed with another man. “Jessica… where is my serum?” She looked away. “Sean, I gave it to Zach. He was sick.” “A cold?” Sean stared at her, barely able to stand. “You gave the only serum that can save my life to your lover because he had a fever?” “Don't be dramatic. We'll find another one.” But there was no other one. Sean died knowing the woman he had protected for six years had chosen another man over him. Then he opened his eyes. Three months before the apocalypse. Alive. Young. And holding memories of everything that was coming. This time, Sean had no intention of being anyone's fool. He divorced Jessica before the apocalypse began. Then he used his memories of the future to win hundreds of millions in the lottery, hiding his fortune where she could never touch it. While the world laughed at the man who suddenly disappeared from his wife's life, Sean was preparing. Jessica thought she had finally gotten rid of her useless husband. She had no idea that the man she abandoned was preparing to become the most powerful survivor on Earth. When she eventually came begging, Sean would have only one answer. “You chose him when I had nothing.” He looked through the fortress window as the first signs of the apocalypse appeared. “Now that I have everything… why would I choose you?”