FortuneCraft in Apocalypse

Big House

He spent two weeks in his house. Two good weeks. Draven didn’t know time could move so slowly until he’d spent a long period of time arranging his properties.

The day he discovered his house, there was a mail in the mail box signifying him as the owner. The place was dead empty, and that was when he remembered he’d gotten a few properties, like chairs and lights and the rest. Draven spent a great time in the first week putting things in order. He tried as much as he could, but the house still felt empty.

It was not that big a house. It was just a comfortable duplex that was supposed to make him feel at home. After all, he now had a roof over his head and a bed to sleep in, unlike the odd days of his life when he wondered what he was going to eat next and where he was going to sleep. He didn’t have lots of food either, but the neighbors have been giving him loads and loads to keep him up till whenever.

His right hand neighbor was a family of six. The first day he moved in, they had wat