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Betrayed And Reborn: I Hoarded While He Begged

Betrayed And Reborn: I Hoarded While He Begged

Apocalypse
last update最終更新日 : 2026-11-09
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言語: English
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概要

Action

Fast-Paced Plot

Survival Game

Independent

Brave

Betrayal

Lit-RPG

Second Chance

​On Day 212 of the Ashfall, my fiancé Julian and best friend Tessa locked the shelter gates in my face. ​They took the convoy seats. They watched my seventeen-year-old brother bleed out in the dust. And as raiders tore through my defenses, a scarred rogue soldier died fighting to pull me from the wreckage. ​Death was not the end. ​I woke up seven days before the sky turned grey—armed with the mysterious Second Dawn Spatial Vault and a burning need for vengeance. ​This time, I’m not spending Julian’s fortune on a dream wedding. I’m draining his black card to stockpile thousands of tons of grain, fuel, and medical tech. And the dying soldier from my past life? I found him bleeding in an alley, stitched his wounds, and made him my deadlier half. ​Survival has a brutal price: every time I alter the timeline, the System erases a piece of my past memories. Worse, I discover the apocalypse was never an accident. ​Now, the ash is falling, the city has collapsed, and Julian is pounding on my steel blast door, screaming for a single cup of clean water. ​I won’t open the gate, Julian. Beg harder.

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Chapter 1: Day 212 & Rebirth
Nora's POVThe ash tasted like iron and burnt lime, coating my teeth every time I pulled air into my lungs."Eli, please! Keep your eyes on me!"Eli was too thin. He was seventeen, but right now he looked twelve, crumpled in the grey dust against the perimeter fence of our compound. My hands were pressed flat against his chest, trying to hold his warmth inside his torn flannel shirt. Dark, thick blood welled between my fingers, refusing to stop.Behind us, the heavy iron blast doors of the shelter I had spent seven months fortifying stood shut.Through the narrow observation slit in the steel, two faces stared down at us.Julian Reeve, my fiancé. His dark hair was combed back, his collar spotless. Beside him stood Tessa, my best friend, clutching her designer leather duffel bag."Julian!" I screamed, my voice cracking until my throat tore. "Open the override valve! Eli is bleeding out! Let him in!"Julian didn't reach for the lever. He adjusted the cuff of his clean jacket, his expres
last update最終更新日 : 2026-10-30
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Chapter 2: The Hound and the Stray
Nora's POVI didn't make pancakes. I didn't make coffee.I checked my banking app while pulling on a dark hoodie and boots. The joint wedding account I shared with Julian sat at $84,200—money he had deposited to let me book caterers and floral arrangements while he spent his weeks in private boardrooms. My personal savings had another twelve thousand.I transferred every cent of my savings into a clean digital wallet, then drained sixty thousand from the wedding account in two rapid wire transfers. If Julian noticed the transaction alerts, he would assume I was placing the final deposit on the ballroom terrace.*Let him assume.*I had a mental list burned into my retinas, but grocery stores and hardware depots were second on the priority list.The first was Rook.In my first life, Rook had died on Day 100 defending a food depot. In the final moments of Day 212, another dog—or maybe the ghost of the same one—had fought beside the masked soldier in the dust. The service number on Rook's
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Chapter 3: Dangerous Stitches
Cade's POVThe pain was an old enemy, but the face looking down at me was impossible.I had died watching her choke on grey ash. On Day 212, my boots had hit the dirt twenty minutes too late; her brother was cold, raiders were swarming like flies, and a rusted spear was buried in her stomach. I had held her while her pulse faded into nothing, screaming her name until an anti-materiel round took my skull from two hundred yards.Now, she was hauling two hundred pounds of my dead weight out of an alley, smelling like vanilla and clean soap, her pulse hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird.*Nora Calder.* Alive. Seven days before the sky was supposed to turn to poison."Keep your head down," she hissed in my ear.Her grip around my uninjured arm was surprisingly fierce, digging into the nylon of my jacket. Rook flanked my bleeding side, his broad shoulder pressing into my hip to keep me upright.We cut through the service entrance of a pre-war apartment tower two blocks down, slipp
last update最終更新日 : 2026-10-30
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Chapter 4: The Betrayer’s Tab
Nora's POVI spent thirty minutes in the building's lobby restroom scrubbing the smell of Cade's blood off my wrists and under my fingernails.By the time I walked into *The Grand Horizon* on 4th Avenue at one in the afternoon, the scent of lavender soap and expensive perfume had erased the iron stench of the alley. The restaurant was all white marble, crystal chandeliers, and vaulted glass ceilings—the kind of place where a single lunch bill cost more than a month of Eli's insulin had in the ruins.Julian was already sitting at his reserved center table, wearing an impeccably tailored navy suit, checking emails on his gold-trimmed phone.Across from him sat Tessa.She wore a soft, pastel-yellow sundress, her brown hair falling in glossy waves over her bare shoulders, laughing softly at whatever Julian was showing her on his screen. The sight of them—seated so comfortably, so seamlessly domestic—sent a surge of pure, concentrated venom through my veins.*Two hundred and twelve days.*
last update最終更新日 : 2026-10-30
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Chapter 5: Midnight Haul & The Vault’s Secret
Nora's POVAt eleven-thirty that night, the basement was freezing.I slid through the heavy service door into the storage corridor, a thermos of hot broth and two heavy tactical flashlights tucked under my arm. Rook was on his feet the moment my boot hit the concrete, his tail giving two solid thumps against the chain-link mesh before he pressed his cold nose against the gate.Inside Cage 18B, Cade was already awake.He had tied off his wound with clean linen, pulling his black windbreaker on over his tactical vest. The color had returned to his face, though dark hollows still bruised the skin beneath his eyes. He sat on the milk crate, field-stripping his 9mm sidearm on a clean shop rag, inspecting the firing pin with the detached focus of an assassin."Stitches holding?" I asked, setting the thermos on the concrete."They'll hold." He snapped the slide back onto the frame with a sharp, metallic click, loaded the magazine, and slid the weapon into his waistband holster. His grey eyes
last update最終更新日 : 2026-10-30
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Fortifying Floor 18
Nora's POVBy nine the next morning, the eighteenth floor sounded like an industrial shipyard.Four heavy-duty construction contractors—paid double their standard union rate in untraceable cash—were drilling six-inch expansion anchors into the reinforced masonry around my apartment door.The original hollow-core wooden entrance had been hauled away. In its place stood a twelve-hundred-pound, bank-grade brushed steel security door fitted with three independent deadbolts, a heavy drop-down floor sweep, and an internal hardened manganese strike plate."I've been hanging doors for thirty years, lady," the site foreman said, wiping sweat from his forehead as his crew torqued the final bolt into the concrete header. "This frame could take a direct hit from an armored personnel carrier. Who are you expecting? A cartel?""Just bad weather," I said, handing him an envelope thick with hundred-dollar bills. "Make sure the balcony sliders are fitted with the same ballistic laminate by noon.""Mon
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The Tactician's Test
Cade's POVI didn't use the stairs to check the perimeter. I used the shadows. By four that afternoon, the construction crew had packed their industrial hammer drills into a van and cleared out. The hallway smelled of fresh masonry dust, cured epoxy, and the sharp chemical tang of high-tensile silicone sealant. I walked down the eighteenth-floor corridor with Rook pacing silently at my heel. The door in front of Unit 18A wasn't residential hardware anymore. It was an armored blast bulkhead—cold-rolled structural steel, recessed flush with the concrete frame to prevent pry-bar leverage, secured by three synchronized commercial deadbolts. I laid my flat palm against the center panel. The acoustic resonance was dead. No hollow ringing. The core was packed with ceramic composite. Before I could reach for the brass knocker, the primary lock turned with a clean, hydraulic *thud*. The steel slab swung inward three inches. Nora stood in the gap. She was wearing faded denim, work boots, and an
last update最終更新日 : 2026-11-09
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Chapter 8: Armor and Knives
The tactical surplus depot on the east side of the river was tucked behind an abandoned rail depot—a low, windowless brick warehouse marked only by a rusted sign that read *HADLEY’S SURPLUS & LOGISTICS*.The air inside smelled of cosmoline, canvas, gun oil, and stale pipe tobacco.Behind a high counter lined with wire-reinforced glass stood Hadley—a burly, bearded veteran in his late fifties with a prosthetic left forearm and sharp, suspicious eyes that never left the front entrance."We're closing early," Hadley grunted, not looking up from an oily rifle bolt he was cleaning with a bronze brush. "Supply chains are backed up at the state line. If you're looking for camping propane or thermal socks, the shelves are bare.""We aren't looking for camping gear," Cade said, stepping out from behind my shoulder.Hadley’s hands stopped moving.He lifted his head, his gaze sweeping over Cade’s broad frame, locking onto the faded ball cap pulled low over the scarred eyebrow. A flicker of recog
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