Apocalypse: God of Slaughter, I Stockpile Enough Food to Feed a City

[Apocalypse] [Reborn] [Pocket Dimension] [Stockpiling Supplies] [Awakened Powers] [Ruthless] [Revenge] [No Saintly Heroine] In 2086, after a solar storm, half of the world's seven billion people turned into zombies, one-tenth awakened supernatural powers, and two-fifths remained ordinary people. Money was nothing but worthless scraps of paper. Power, the power to control everything, came crashing down. Humanity was left with only one primal instinct: animal savagery. It seemed there was still fairness, fairness, fairness...