After the Catastrophe, the rich and the gifted built walls and left the rest of us on the other side. The plain, where zombies roam and survival is the only way to live.

When the zombies finally caught me and sank their teeth into my neck, I didn't die. I awakened the Lewd Leveling System.

[Core Rule: Have sex with female ability users to recharge, level up, and grow stronger.]
[Every moan, every orgasm, every scream gives you EXP]

Sounds great, right? Except the real problem starts when I make it inside the walls. Because every time I sleep with a female ability user, she charges and levels up too.

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In a world where ability is power and every ability user is slowly burning out, a Charger who can boost anyone's gift is the most wanted man alive, and Abram Nadez is the only Charger.

How is he supposed to keep a low profile when every woman, students, teachers, administrators, MILFs, wants a sample, and every man who's lost his wife, girlfriend or mother to him wants him dead?

I pushed back into her in one long stroke.


Her legs were folded high — knees driven back toward her shoulders, thighs pressed against her own ribs, the position opening her completely and costing her every breath.


I felt the strain in her from the inside. The angle made her cunt tighter, the slide deeper, my cock dragging along the front wall of her with every thrust where the pressure was worst.


The metal frame ticked under my knees. Above her head the rope still held, raw skin dark against the fibres.


She made a sound on the first stroke that was half groan and half fight.


Deep. Steady. Each thrust pushed my own cum back into her before it could run out, the wet sound of it thick in the cell.


Her breasts were pushed up by the fold of her body, moving in short hard jolts when my hips met hers. Her mouth stayed open. Every exhale came out broken.


Chapter 381 - Dying Inside Sophia.