Doomsday Rebirth:Hoarding Billions For Revenge

Chapter 2

Word Count: 579 | Released on: 15/07/2026

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Doomsday Rebirth:Hoarding Billions For Revenge

Blair Dippel Modern

“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.”