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He led humanity’s last stronghold in the apocalypse... only to be betrayed by the woman he loved and the elites he saved.

Ren Kurozawa was Earth’s final hope in a world consumed by chaos—until betrayal plunged him into death. But fate grants him a second chance.

Reborn ten years before doomsday, Ren awakens with the Doomsday Survival Protocol, a powerful system that rewards strength, foresight, and loyalty. This time, he’ll build his empire before the fall begins.

To thrive, Ren must gather powerful women—each with a beauty rating above 90—whose loyalty fuels the system's growth. With every bond, his strength surges. With every betrayal remembered, his fury deepens.

Enemies that once hid behind power and pretense will now face a calculating, ruthless sovereign. The world will fall, but he will rise.

System. Harem. Revenge. Survival.
This time, the apocalypse belongs to him.

Doomsday Protocol: Rebirth of the Apex Survivor

Blood dries. Frequencies never do.

The fire crackled low in the corner of the warehouse. Ayaka curled up near the wall, her katana cradled like a childhood toy, while Ren stared at the makeshift map they'd drawn in charcoal and ash. The world outside had gone quiet again—too quiet.

A few hours had passed since the massacre in The Blood Horizon. No sirens. No helicopters. Just the low static buzz of silence and a thousand broken cities holding their breath.

But something kept twitching at the edge of Ren's perception. Not danger. Not instinct.

A hum. Faint. Mechanical. Artificial.

A voice bled through the old radio on the shelf. One they hadn't turned on. One that wasn't even connected to power.

"–Not all ghosts are dead. Some speak. Some watch. Ren Kurozawa... you remember, don't you?"

Ren didn't move. He didn't breathe.

"Broadcasting on frequency 199.6. Survivors of the Ninth Ward, report."

"...What the actual hell," Ayaka whispered, sitting up. "That wasn't a weather channel."

"No," Ren muttered. "It was a trap. Or a test."

Survivor Signal Interference Detected

Source Unknown | Frequency Locked: [199.6 MHz]

[Incoming Anomalous Message: Priority Black]

"He walks with death behind him. Blood of traitors on his hands. Find the one with red in his past. The Alpha returns."

Present Day | Echo District – 3rd Blackout Zone

Ren couldn't ignore it. Whoever hijacked that signal knew his name. Not his old world identity. Not his job. Not the person he pretended to be. They knew him. From before.

Ayaka caught the tension in his silence, but didn't ask. Smart girl.

They made it to the outskirts of Echo District by sundown. Rubble lined the streets like broken teeth. All buildings had collapsed inward like they'd been pulled down from above. Zero bodies. No sign of scavengers. Just dried blood and burnt furniture.

And every few steps—another radio.

Yet whispering static, like they were breathing.

Flashback Fragment – [Red Shift: +7 Years Future Timeline]

Ichiro smiled, holding Aya by the waist. She didn't pull away. Her eyes were distant. Obedient. Hypnotized.

"You never had control. Not of her. Not of this world."

"Wrong," Ren said coldly. "You just borrowed what I built. You've never built a damn thing in your life."

Back in the present, Ren ripped a wire out of a rooftop antenna and crushed the radio beneath his boot.

Ayaka flinched. "They're watching?"

"Worse," he replied. "They're remembering."

A secretive faction that communicates through hacked signals and psychic echoes. Known to manipulate survivors using subliminal messages and psychic red waves. They existed in the first timeline—but only emerged once cities fell completely. Their emblem: A frequency dial with an eye in the center.

Supernatural Ability Awakening: Ayaka – Code: Shattermind

Effect: Enhanced perceptive awareness of auditory illusions and signal-based deception.

Notes: "She hears lies like music. And she knows when something's watching."

"You hear that?" Ayaka's voice shook.

Echoing the exact pattern they'd just taken seconds ago.

System Flash – Hidden Faction Alert

Imposters are active within Echo District.

Shadow Echo confirmed. Identity spoofing in progress.

Eliminate on sight. Trust no reflections.

The hallway mirror cracked. A perfect version of Ren stared back.

Next Chapter Teaser – CH. 7: The Echo Protocol

They're not shapeshifters. They're echoes. When a scream happens, it loops forever. And some echoes? Learn to scream back.

Chapter 6: Ghosts in the signal