As Corey calculated how abysmally low his previous luck was, he could not help but realize that his calculations were correct.
Ever since the apocalypse started, his life had always been shitty.
The dormitory building he was in when the apocalypse started turned out to be a dungeon, something which was extremely rare.
The first human he killed was his best friend, Kyle.
The girl he liked was obsessed with another guy.
He had to fight a tier 2 as a tier 0 to leave the E-Academy.
When he was celebrating his triumph over the tier 2 creature, his parents were killed.
Due to his weakness, his sister was captured and her fate was unknown.
He was also captured by a bunch 'Fishers of Men', and he was sent to a prison called, The Underworld.
So many shitty things had happened to him, and the more he thought about it, the more he was not surprised by his low luck stat.
Corey released a soft sigh, and he shook his head.