Apocalypse Reborn: Master of Cataclysms

The air was thick with the scent of smoke and decay. The world had ended.

EthanBlake staggered through the remnants of the city, a tattered coat clinging to his frame. His heart pounded, but it wasn't from exhaustion. It was from the crushing weight of realization—he had failed.The apocalypse had consumed everything. The cities. The people. The very earth itself seemed to rot under the weight of what had happened. But none of that mattered now. All that mattered was his death. And the betrayal that had led to it.His allies, his closest friends—those who had sworn to fight by his side—had sold him out. They had left him to die in a sea of undead, thinking him weak. Thinking him expendable.But that was before.Before the world fell apart. Before the betrayal. Before the relentless storm of zombies and disaster wiped out humanity. Ethan wasn't sure when exactly it had all gone wrong. Was it when his closest friend, Jason, had given the signal to the enemy? Or was it when his love, Hannah, had coldly turned away, abandoning him in his final moments?He never got to ask.As the undead closed in, gnashing their teeth, Ethan's vision blurred. His last breath escaped him in a strangled gasp. His mind screamed for justice, for vengeance—for another chance.And then… darkness.When Ethan opened his eyes again, it was as if the universe had granted him a second chance. His body felt different—stronger, more alive. He sat up and immediately felt the pull of the familiar.He was back.The world was still, quiet, too quiet. The clock on the wall of the apartment read 10:00 AM—the morning before the apocalypse began.Ethan's heart stopped. A cold chill ran through him as realization dawned. He had been reborn.With his new life came a strange power—a surge of energy that coursed through his veins, a power that felt unnatural.Cataclysm Control.His mind raced. Could this be the reason? Had fate granted him the ability to stop the apocalypse? To rewrite the course of history and exact his revenge? He didn't know. But he would find out.He had no intention of making the same mistakes again."Rebirth, huh?" Ethan muttered, looking out the window to the bustling city outside, unaware of what was coming. "Let's make this world bow before me."And as his hand clenched into a fist, the first thunderstorm of the new world cracked the sky, a warning to anyone who dared to stand in his way.