Survival Game: From the Start, I Possess a Monkey

[Apocalypse + Sci-Fi + Powerful Mother-Daughter Duo + Higher-Dimensional Survival + Possessing Beasts + Ruthless, No Saintly Mercy]

We are not pawns. We are the players: wielding divine remains as blades, we begin by killing a god.

I woke up shrunk down to a three-year-old, with my daughter in control of my body and myself reduced to a “guardian spirit” deep in her consciousness.

While survivors risk their lives for a bottle of clean water, she can possess powerful beasts and sweep across the wasteland as their queen.

While shelters struggle to survive, her spatial storage has already swallowed the ruins of an entire city and become an impregnable fortress.

Then my memories returned: I was a higher-dimensional observer, and my beloved younger sister was the SSS-ranked fugitive who made the Eternal Train tremble.

She rewrote the rules and hunted down all living things, all to seize the Origin Key inside my daughter, an artifact the System couldn’t identify.

To protect my daughter, I was forcibly torn away and brought to the brink of vanishing.

In my final moment, I branded a message on her soul:

“Stay alive... and bring Mom back.”

From then on, every possession that used my soul as fuel built toward our reunion.

Every desperate counterattack was the roar of a thirty-year-old mother’s vengeful will from within a little girl’s body.

Wastelands, deep seas, cages made of divine remains... every stop on the train was a killing game.

When my daughter finally gripped the bloodstained “Seed of the World” and looked up at the silver-eyed, ice-cold Night Phoenix...

“Big sister, you don’t even have a physical body. What makes you think you can fight me?”

A blade flashed.

On its surface, a pale green shadow blazed back to life.

I stepped forward, space tore apart, and all the beasts bowed their heads.

“Touch my daughter, and this time I’ll slay gods, shatter the stars, and restart the dimensions...”

“All to hear you say one more time: ‘Mom, welcome home.’”