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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

The once aggressive mob dispersed rapidly, resembling frightened pigeons.


Julio stood unperturbed, as if he hadn't just fired at someone.


"Our group's spirit has been low recently. Such troublemakers need to be dealt with swiftly. I won't allow this haven I've worked hard to establish be destroyed by agitators."


Julio's words were steady but unsettling.


"I'm only concerned with usefulness. If you're beneficial, you stay alive. If you're worthless and cause problems, don't expect mercy from me."


A chill ran down my spine. Even in this lifetime, Julio remained an enigma to me.


After his statement, Julio turned a friendly gaze towards my sister.


She shook, blurting out, "I'm valuable! I possess curative abilities."


Noticing her mistake, she smoothed her hair and softly added, "Ultimately, it's all because of my sister. If she truly wasn't infected, she could easily prove it to everyone."


She attempted to shift the focus onto me.


Chapter 5