Doomsday: I Became a God in the Belly of a Divine Beast

On the third day after the apocalypse began, my girlfriend and her lover shoved me into a horde of corpses to draw the zombies away.

But they had no idea that my pet border collie, General, was a mutant dog with awakened spatial abilities.

As I fell, it swallowed me into the pocket dimension in its stomach.

Now I’m sitting in General’s warm belly, watching through our shared vision as those two dogs fool around in my safehouse.

And in my hand, I’m clutching a warm “space bomb” that just peeled off the stomach wall.