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My sister and I were chosen by the superpowers on the day of the end of the world.
I chose the most useless healing ability.
My sister chose the coolest-looking powerful ability - creating lightning.
With no place to display her powerful ability, my sister was struggling to survive among the survivors.
But I was reused by the leader because I could heal everyone.
I wanted to help my sister out of trouble, but she pushed me into the zombie group out of jealousy.
When I opened my eyes again, we returned to the day of choosing superpowers.
"I choose healing!" My sister spoke first.
I peered at the dazzling electricity crackling in my palm and grinned.
It was the ability I had craved in my former life.

Sparks of Redemption, A Sisterly Power Play

She stomped on my hand, her face contorted with spite.


"Still thinking you can make a comeback with that worthless electric ability? Keep dreaming."


I'm Louise Tiffany , and Drake Tiffany is my sister.


We're fraternal twins, born just minutes apart.


From a young age, our parents always claimed that because I took too long to be born, my sister was deprived of oxygen and was weak from the start.


The first phrase I learned was, "Sister, here you go."


My constant yielding and compromise only made my sister more and more daring.


In our previous existence, as she died alongside me, she even said, "Why do you get to have such an amazing power? It's unfair! You should perish!"


She thought having a great ability meant she could relax and enjoy the benefits, becoming superior.


But nothing in life comes without a cost.


My sister believed her power would allow her to control the leaders of various strongholds.


She confidently brought Charlie Kim and me to the gathering.


Chapter 7