Chapter 1: Rebirth into the End
Lucian's last memory was of the world burning.
Cities crumbled beneath the weight of the undead, once-glorious skyscrapers turned into tombstones of a civilization long past. Flesh-ripping screams, the gnashing of teeth, the scent of blood thick in the air—his final moments had been spent drowning in that nightmare. Betrayed. Left for dead. A failure.
Yet, as his consciousness faded into the abyss, a single thought clawed its way into his dying mind: If I had one more chance...
Then, the universe answered.
Lucian's eyes snapped open, his breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps. His pulse pounded against his skull as his vision adjusted to the dim lighting. The scent of old books and leather filled his nose. His room?
His pale hands trembled as he reached for the phone beside him. February 1st, 2025.
A full month before the apocalypse.
He let out a breath, his crimson eyes narrowing. I came back.
A low, humorless chuckle escaped his lips. Fate had been kind enough to grant him a second chance. But Lucian wasn't the same man anymore. The weak, pathetic loser who had been stepped on, ridiculed, and ultimately betrayed had died in that hell.
This time, he would rise.
And he would devour this world before it devoured him.
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The System Awakens
As soon as the realization set in, a cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[Welcome, Lucian. You have been chosen by the Apocalypse System.]
[Evaluating host…]
A sharp pain lanced through his skull, and suddenly, a translucent blue screen materialized in his vision.
[Apocalypse System]
Host: Lucian
Age: 20
Strength: 8 (Weak)
Endurance: 7 (Pathetic)
Speed: 10 (Below Average)
Abilities: [Infinite Storage (SSS Rank)]
Unique Skill: [Beauty Evaluation]
Lucian smirked. Infinite Storage. The ability that had made him an urban legend in his past life. If he could store anything inside a limitless pocket dimension, survival became trivial.
But what truly caught his attention was the new addition.
Beauty Evaluation.
Curious, he flicked his gaze toward a picture of his ex-girlfriend, Maria, still sitting on his desk. Instantly, a number appeared above it.
[Beauty Score: 86] – Access Denied.
Lucian snorted. Not even close.
This time, he would only allow perfection into his world.
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The Lottery & The Heist
Lucian wasted no time.
Armed with his future knowledge, he hacked the lottery system, ensuring his $3 billion win. The moment the money hit his account, he went on a zero-mot shopping spree—but unlike last time, he wouldn't waste time buying things like a naive fool.
Instead, he stole everything he needed.
Weapons, food, water, military-grade supplies, medical kits—every necessity for surviving the apocalypse, he crammed into his Infinite Storage without anyone ever knowing.
Lucian's cruel smile widened as he strolled through a luxury car dealership, his fingers tracing the sleek frame of a Koenigsegg Jesko Absolut.
"I'll take it," he murmured, the salesman gaping at the black credit card he casually tossed onto the counter.
One car wouldn't be enough. He bought dozens, hoarding hypercars and armored SUVs for the world to come.
But the real prize?
A $1 billion villa, reinforced with custom-made bulletproof materials, underground bunkers, and state-of-the-art defenses. He spent another $1 billion upgrading it, transforming it into an impenetrable fortress.
The final $1 billion?
A worldwide shopping spree.
Lucian flew across continents, stealing military-grade weapons, secret government technology, high-end survival gear, and more. With Infinite Storage, he wasn't bound by luggage space.
Every single advantage that could tip the balance in the apocalypse—he took it.
And then, the real game began.
Women, Lust, and Power
Lucian had only one rule when it came to his harem:
Only the most beautiful women—90+ points or higher—deserved a place by his side.
His first test subject? Cassandra, his childhood friend.
The moment he laid eyes on her, a golden number flickered above her head.
[Beauty Score: 94] – Access Granted.
His lips curled as he stepped closer, his towering frame casting a shadow over her. She shivered, her C-cup breasts rising and falling beneath her tight sweater.
"L-Lucian…?" she stammered, confused by his sudden dominance.
He cupped her chin, tilting her face up to meet his gaze.
"I've changed, Cassandra," he murmured, his voice like silk laced with steel. "And soon, you will too."
Her cheeks flushed, her breath hitching as he leaned in. The tension between them thickened, her body trembling under his touch.
Lucian smirked.
This was only the beginning.
The Dark World Ahead
As the days passed, Lucian built his harem, his fortress, and his arsenal.
Meanwhile, the world unknowingly inched closer to the apocalypse.
When the undead finally rose—when humanity collapsed—he would be ready.
And in that chaos, he would carve out his empire.
Not as a hero.
But as a king.
To Be Continued.