Chapter 1

When the apocalypse struck, the world transformed, and my best friend and I became rare female survivors among humanity.

After being captured, I was chosen by King Blackwood of Fire, who had awakened fire abilities. Within a year, I gave birth to a prodigy - the young King Blackwood.

As time passed, our territory expanded, and King Blackwood became a dominant force. I became the most revered woman of the post-apocalyptic world.

My best friend, however, ended up with King Blackwood of Water, who had awakened water abilities. It wasn't long before he was killed by other King Blackwoods who seized his territory.

She became a captive once again, suffering greatly as she was passed between several undead hordes, until I finally rescued her.

But instead of showing gratitude, she became insanely jealous and pushed me off a high-rise building.

I dragged her down with me as we fell to our deaths. When I was reborn, I found us back on the day the spoils of war were being divided.

My best friend eagerly threw herself into the arms of King Blackwood of Fire, whose face was covered in flame tattoos.

Seeing her malicious smile, I couldn't help but grin as well.

I could finally escape that hellhole, and there was actually a fool willing to jump right in!

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The sounds of zombies howling filled my ears as I suddenly awoke, realizing I had been reborn to the day when the horde caught me.

At that moment, my best friend Lavender ran quickly past me, rushing towards the tall King Blackwood whose face and body were covered in flame tattoos.

"Choose me, King Blackwood of Fire! I can bear your children!"

I was stunned. With their height difference, she sure had guts to say that!

In her previous life, she had been terrified of King Blackwood, who was twice her size.

When the King Blackwood of Fire looked our way, she shoved me forward without hesitation.

Now she's not afraid of dying in bed? She even dares to throw herself at him!

Meeting her malicious gaze, I suddenly realized - she must have been reborn too, just like me.

Back then, after Lavender went with that King Blackwood of Water, their horde was soon devoured by other King Blackwoods.

She was passed between hordes, used as a plaything by the King Blackwoods and tortured until she was broken. I eventually rescued her.

I never imagined she would become insanely jealous behind my back, pushing me off a high-rise when I wasn't looking. After her rebirth, she wanted to seize the initiative, thinking that snagging King Blackwood of Fire would make her the most esteemed woman in the post-apocalyptic world.

I laughed inwardly. Did she really think becoming the Blackwood Matriarch would be so easy?

King Blackwood of Fire seemed intrigued by her boldness, picking her up with one hand and placing her on his shoulder. "She'll do," he said.

Lavender used to be a dancer, so her figure and face could certainly take a beating, but I wondered if her physique could handle what was coming.

Her eyes sparkled with delight, and she shot me a smug look.

She mouthed, "This good life was always meant to be mine. Now it's time for it to be returned to me."

Never mind her confidence, I honestly had no intention of competing with her for it.

She only saw the glamorous side of my survival, oblivious to how grueling life had been behind the scenes.

I gave her a slight smile. If she wanted to jump into the fire pit, let her have this "good life"!

We used to be best friends, and after the apocalypse hit, she, just a pretty face, had relied on me to survive until now.

I never said anything outwardly, but that doesn't mean I was unaware of her underhanded actions.

She'd secretly skimp on my food rations, and when the zombies came, she'd push me to the front lines.

Her excuse was that I knew martial arts and could defend myself. In the apocalypse, all our loved ones are gone, leaving just the two of us. That's why I've always been so tolerant.

Under my protection, she enjoys the benefits while secretly harboring jealousy and scheming.

Now she even wants to steal my chance at survival, making me die in her place.

She even dares to gesture towards the King Blackwood of Water: "I have another friend, Jolene. She's healthy and can bear children. King Blackwood of Water choose her instead!"

Her eyes gleam with urgency, eager for me to taste all the hardships she's endured.