Amandeep_kaur_1522

Betrayed. Butchered. Forgotten.  

Xiao Jian clawed his way to power in his past life, surviving the apocalypse only to be stabbed in the back by those he trusted most. As he lay dying, choking on his blood, he realized the truth—he had been nothing more than a pawn. He never even glimpsed the true horrors lurking behind the apocalypse.  

Then, he opened his eyes.  

Reborn at the very start of it all, with memories of the future burning in his mind and a system whispering power into his grasp, Xiao Jian will not be the same fool twice. His killers will suffer. His betrayers will kneel. And this time, he will not just survive—he will reign.  

But vengeance is only the first step.  

The apocalypse was never about mindless zombies or warring factions. In the abyss beyond reality, the Outer Gods watch, their endless hunger stretching across worlds. Xiao Jian’s path will carve through rivers of blood, through unspeakable horrors and eldritch nightmares. And when the gods themselves stand in his way—  

He will cut them down.  

For he is not just another pawn in their game.  

He is the apocalypse.  




 Revenge | System | Dark | Pure Domination | Romance

Apocalypse Tyrant: Reborn for Revenge

Screams. Gunshots. The wailing of car alarms. The city was unraveling, just like before—but this time, I wasn't the prey.

I tightened my grip on the machete, its weight solid in my palm. The cold night breeze carried the scent of burning rubber, blood, and something worse.

A lone figure stumbled into the street ahead of me—a young man, maybe twenty, clutching his stomach. His shirt was soaked in crimson. He looked up, eyes wide, lips trembling. "P-please… help…"

I knew that look. Desperation. Hope. The same way I had looked at Li Mei, begging for my life.

And I knew what would happen next.

The shadows behind him shifted. A figure lunged forward—jaws unhinged, fingers curled like claws.

I moved before I could think. One step. A pivot. A clean arc of my blade.

The machete sliced through flesh, bone, and sinew like butter. The zombie's head flew, landing with a wet thud a few feet away.

The young man gasped, collapsing to his knees. "Oh God… oh God…"

I didn't stay to comfort him. He wouldn't survive the night anyway.

I wiped the blood from my blade, my heart steady. This was the first, but not the last. The city was infested, and I had a long night ahead.

[ Mission Update: First Kill Achieved ] [ Combat Instincts: +10% Efficiency ]

A familiar rush spread through my limbs—strength, speed, clarity. The system rewarded survival.

I turned my gaze towards the distant flames, where the real threats lurked.

Tonight, I wouldn't just survive. I would conquer.

I kept moving, stepping over bodies—some twitching, others eerily still. The infection was fast. Some of these people would wake up monsters in mere minutes.

I turned my head, spotting a lone figure fighting off a group of infected near a wrecked police cruiser. A woman.

Tall, fit, and dressed in a tattered police uniform, she moved like someone trained, precise and sharp—but she was outnumbered.

Or I could step in, but only on my terms.

Gripping my machete, I made my decision.

With steady steps, I emerged from the darkness, my voice cold. "You're wasting bullets."

She turned sharply, her gun trained on me. Deep brown eyes filled with suspicion. A natural tsundere, I could already tell.

"Who the hell are you?" she snapped, breathless.

The first zombie lunged—and I struck.

Her gun fired again. We fought side by side, cutting down the horde in a blur of movement. She was skilled, but reckless.

When the last infected dropped, she wiped sweat from her forehead, sizing me up. "I don't trust you."

I smirked. "Good. That means you'll survive."

She clicked her tongue, but holstered her weapon. "I'm Zhao Yue, officer of the law."

I chuckled. "That law doesn't exist anymore."

She hesitated, then sighed. "Tch. You saved me, so I'll follow for now. But don't get any ideas."

A smirk tugged at my lips. This was going to be fun.

The real game had begun.

Chapter 3: The Night of Blood