INICIAR SESIÓNWhen the world falls to a merciless zombie apocalypse, Missy meets a brutal end at the hands of the person she trusts most, betrayed and abandoned to die. But death isn't the end of her story. Reborn in her younger body on the very eve of doomsday, Missy is given a second chance to rewrite her fate. Armed with memories of the future, she wastes no time preparing for the coming catastrophe, gathering resources, awakening powerful abilities, and ensuring she will never be caught helpless again. But surviving the apocalypse is only the beginning. As zombies mutate into deadlier monsters and human greed turns allies into enemies, Missy must grow stronger, uncover the secrets of her extraordinary abilities, and settle the scores left unfinished in her previous life. This time, she won't be anyone's victim. In a world where the dead hunt the living and trust can be a death sentence, Missy will carve her own path through blood, betrayal, and chaos. The apocalypse took her life once. Her rebirth will make the world remember her name.
Ver másBang! Bang! Bang!
Roar!!! As the sun set on the western horizon, the sound of gunfire and explosions mixed with the roars of zombies echoing in the area. The rancid smell of rotten flesh mixed with the rusty smell of blood was so strong that it was numbing. Standing atop a three-story store, several groups of people were surrounded by countless zombies. As they fired their guns and launched their abilities, the smell of death grew stronger. Amid the chaos, a thin woman stabbed a zombie in the head with her dagger. Her face was pale from exhaustion, and sweat drenched her clothes. Disregarding the dirt and rotten flesh covering her clothes, she wiped sweat from her brow with the back of her palm. Before she could catch her breath, another zombie pounced on her from the side. Noticing the attack, she used her last ounce of strength and jumped to the side, barely dodging the sharp claws aimed at her head. As she fell to the ground, a rusty iron object stabbed at her shoulder. Blood seeped from the wound and dripped to the ground, turning her pale face paler. The smell of blood made the surrounding zombies even more excited and pounced at her faster. Raising her palm, she threw several water blades at the zombies, successfully cutting off three of the zombies' heads at once. Not far from her, a woman who was protected in the middle of the group, stared at her with cold, malicious eyes. Unlike the thin woman, who was running out of energy and nearing her limits, this woman was still full of strength and energy. Even her white dress is cleaner than anyone else's. "We can't hold on any longer! Boss, we must find a way to escape!" one of the men suddenly shouted. The shout made the woman realize that, if she did nothing, she might die here. 'No, I can't die here!' she thought inwardly as panic rose within her. After a moment of thought, her eyes locked on the back of the thin woman. If that person died here, she could be with the man she desired. No one will ever know about her shameful past. The moment the thought crossed her mind, she clenched her fists excitedly. As she walked closer toward the thin woman, she heard her team leader shout, "Everyone, the reinforcements are here! Hold on a little longer, and we will be safe!" Hearing this, the woman turned her head and saw a group of men rushing toward them while clearing zombies along the way. When she saw the man leading the team, her eyes flickered with joy and anxiety. 'No, before he arrives, I must kill her!' she thought as a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes. This was her only chance to remove her obstacle! After she made up her mind, she rushed toward the thin woman and pushed her back with all her strength without hesitation. Caught off guard by her sudden attack, the thin woman was pushed toward the zombies and fell from the rooftop. Knowing she was doomed, she turned her head to see who harmed her, only to see the person she trusted the most. She gazed at her friend who was looking at her with a pair of eyes that was full of hatred and jealousy, and asked in disbelief, "Why?" Unfortunately, she would never get her answer, as she was torn apart the moment she fell into the zombie tide. "Akhh!" she cried out in pain as her flesh was torn and her bones crushed. The pain of being eaten alive was crushing her, not only tormenting her body but also her mind. Before she was swallowed by the zombies, the last thing she heard was a man's hoarse voice shouting her name desperately, "Missy!!" 'Who is calling me?' That was her last thought before she was pulled into eternal darkness.When the apocalypse started, it was early morning, so there hadn't been many students in the area. However, delivery workers and cafeteria staff had already begun their shifts, meaning the kitchen and warehouse were likely crowded with zombies. Checking her watch, Missy saw that it was 8:10 a.m. Before she entered the cafeteria, she retrieved a bottle of water from her space and drank half of it in quick gulps. As she stored the bottle back, she noticed a group of people in the distance. Leading the group was a man with silver hair, followed by five other men and two girls. Missy's gaze turned cold the moment it landed on one of the girls. Her fists clenched tightly and her nails dug into her palms as a wave of killing intent surged in her heart. She took a deep breath to calm her emotion, let out a chuckle, and muttered, "Beatrice, I never thought I would meet you so soon in this life." "It seems the world truly is small, as enemies are destined to cross paths," she said coldly
Thanks to the group of upperclassmen, the zombies had been drawn toward the emergency stairs, gathering together in that area and had been locked behind the steel gate. Although she couldn't use the stairs, there were no more zombies in the hallway. Missy opened the window and peered outside. She was on the second floor, and there was a water pipe running along the wall near the window. She reached out to pull at the pipe a few times before she nodded with satisfaction. Though the pipe wasn't particularly large, it appeared sturdy enough to support her thin frame. After observing her surroundings, she stored the wooden stick into her space and climbed out the window. Clinging tightly to the water pipe, she began to climb down slowly. Below her, a group of zombies had already been attracted by her scent. Three zombies gathered under her body, roaring and reaching up their rotten hands, trying to catch her. In the surrounding area, nearly twenty zombies were scattered around. To e
Suddenly, a mirage of a two-story house with a plot of black soil appeared in front of Missy, overlapping with the room around her. Thinking it was a hallucination, she rubbed her eyes and blinked several times. Yet, when she opened them again, the mirage grew even clearer, as if the scenery was etched into her mind. Closing her eyes, she concentrated her mind to feel the source of this subtle energy flow. The next second, she was standing on the grassland beside the plot of black soil. Feeling curious, Missy bent down and reached out to the black soil beneath her feet. When she felt the warm sensation of the soil slipping through her fingers, she froze in disbelief. The texture felt so real, as if she were holding actual soil. As someone familiar with how space abilities worked, she quickly realized that this place was her own space. Although she had never seen a spatial ability firsthand, she knew it functioned like a mobile warehouse from her experience in her previous life.
It took the girl a moment to realize that she was sitting on a soft bed and could feel pain in her body. The ability to feel pain was a clear sign that she was alive and not dreaming. A bold thought of being reborn suddenly flashed through her mind. She lowered her head to look at her clothes and saw the cartoon pajamas she used to wear before the apocalypse. Her eyes widened in shock as the thought solidified in her mind. Holding onto the bed for support, she staggered toward the desk. When her eyes landed on the calendar, she quickly picked it up and muttered hoarsely, "May 5th, 2188. I have actually returned to the day the apocalypse begins." Recalling her last memories before she died, Missy clenched her fists tightly. Since the heavens had granted her a second chance, she vowed to take her revenge and survive the apocalypse this time. With this thought, she dragged her weak body to the wardrobe and pulled out a backpack. Her weak physical condition did not allow her to carr


















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