Doomsday: My Fortress levels up when I bond with heroines

g Jax noticed

quiet night, but the kind that happ

cades of damp. No screaming. No gunfire. No sound of something wet dragging itself d

iv

's rifle round had shredded his lungs-the same Marcus whose daughter Jax had spent

bled for, standing behind the walls with their arms crossed. "You're too dangerous, Jax. The Cou

inst his back as he died, listening to t

racked wall calendar, the cheap kind you fi

before the

reath that was

his voice sounding scratc

d feel happy. Grate

, patient cold, like win

I shared my food. I saved strangers

dead. I watc

in

bell. A glow of blue light unfurled ac

Bond Syste

Jax Ca

imeline: T-minus 71

Appraisal Eye

screen with the detached focus of a

Rank: Un

evel: 1: Rein

ry Points

ry: 10 cubic mete

w slid open be

nction: O

Awakened Survivor (mutu

of her Awa

enhance all h

ary Points bas

Awakened Rank b

ire elemental affinities. The Fort

twice. A slow, thin s

rld had given him a cheat code, and it came with a price: people. Specifically,

, he thought.

work wi

to the empty roo

actly as he remem

bolted to the wall, the handle worn smooth by people who had been gone for decades. At the f

hadn't found this place until he'd been wandering for a month, half-

llons of water. A hand-crank radio. A medical kit that was half-empty

ks. Maybe three if

he system p

ion to prevent Aether cont

rent

ttered, rubbing his jaw

hout bonds. And he couldn't bond without finding Awakened women, which meant he h

t he had

vents with duct tape and plastic. He filled every container he could find with water from th

ds were bleeding and

dn't

t eating a can of cold beans, remembe

ghbor's wife-a gentle woman who baked bread for everyone-turning into a monster

humanity disappe

t even they had to kill their way up. F-Rank, E-Rank..

Ra

d at the thought, as if it

can range 50 meters. Awake

the Blood Moon. Signatures will

own the e

had stood on top of an overturned luxury car with ice crystallizing at her fingertips. Elena Whitmore, the heiress to

er power. An S-Rank Ice Awakener, bor

had ever pr

ought. And money doesn't mat

way she looked at the world as if it owed her an apo

ornered, hunted,

uld ba

t anticipation. It was the feeling a man gets wh

the blast door with a rifle on his back and

palm against t

: First Bond Ta

re | Rank (Projected

ompatibi

ocate target within 72

,000 SP, Ice Affinity (50%),

seven p

nd the smile on his fa

and spun the wheel. "I hope y

d open onto a d

rst red glow began