Apocalypse: A Sickle from the Start, Gear Comes from Slashing

While harvesting wheat, Kayn discovered that he had been transported to a wasteland.

In this wasteland world, monsters roamed freely, food was scarce, and supplies were in short supply.

Everything depended on your own two hands.

The one thing keeping Kayn company through the loneliness was a scythe named Rhaast.

Kayn would sometimes scold Rhaast:

"Your arrogance would make sense if you were a more powerful weapon."

Rhaast would also complain about Kayn:

"Fool, I'm just a scythe. You're the one who has to supply the strength!"

But no one ever dared question the strength of their partnership.

In the endless wasteland, one man and one scythe: chosen by fate, and the only ones of their kind!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.