Doomsday Rebirth:Hoarding Billions For Revenge

Author: Blair Dippel

Chapter 1

Word Count: 641 | Released on: 15/07/2026

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see, a six-figure salary is just the sta

into focus, dragged from a decade of blood a

ad thr

er system. The smell of burnt coffee and sweet syrup filled

Nash preened. He adjusted the knot of

dirt under the nails, no calluses on the palms. Sh

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e it felt like her blood was turning t

ntil the w

you?" Leo's hand slid across

e wire. The motion was sharp, violent. A jolt

arp and brutal, flashed behind her eyes: the gnawing emptiness in her stomach, the desperate

vulsed, a tight

nervous. A girl like you just needs a man to take care o

conspiratorial whisper. "You should

old. Candice. Her "best friend" Candice Mayo had set up this date. It wasn't a k

d and infinitely more pai

n, holding a bloody knife. And Winston, her little pet pig, squealing

the grasping, rotting hands of the Blighted, their groans filling

ished. The fe

ee shop couldn't touch the winter that had just descended upon her soul. Her eyes

face staring back. She blinked, forcing the mask of a nervous youn

tal, agonizing death-it all flooded back, a tidal wav

ears grinding into motion

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saying, a note of irritation in his v

ulating timelines. Her silence stretched, thick and unnerving. Leo's smile tightened, the first cra

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“For ten brutal years of the apocalypse, I fought through blood and dust alongside my best friend Candice and my boyfriend Colon. But when our supplies finally ran dry, their true, greedy nature was exposed. They pinned me down and slaughtered my little pet pig, Winston, while he squealed in terror, just to get a few extra meals. When I screamed and fought back, Colon held a bloody knife to my face while Candice snatched my very last can of food. Then came the final betrayal. With a greedy sneer, they shoved me into a collapsed basement filled with the Blighted. "Thanks for everything, Aleen!" Candice laughed as they ran away. I fell straight into the grasping, rotting hands of the monsters, their groans filling my ears as I was torn apart and eaten alive in the dark. Until my agonizing death, I felt nothing but a chasm of pure, glacial hatred. I had given them everything. I even let them trick me into giving up my parents' apartment right before the collapse. How could I have been so blindly devoted to two parasites? Opening my eyes again, the soft lighting and the smell of burnt coffee shocked my system. I was sitting in a Starbucks, my hands perfectly clean with no dirt under the nails. I looked at my phone. October 12th, 2024. I had returned to exactly ten days before the world ended, and this time, I was going to drain them of every single cent.”