“If the apocalypse is a game, then I'm Su Ye, a prisoner of a player who awakened a gacha ability but has the worst luck imaginable.”
My ability, [Feast Sacrifice], lets me sacrifice anything for a random card. I should have been able to rise to the top.
But I awakened too late, had my resources stolen, and had luck so bad I spent five years struggling in the third tier.
Only when I was on the brink of death did golden light flash, and I drew the long-awaited Abyssal Black-class Profession Card that could turn me into a natural disaster and create minions through the Creation Sequence: [Plague Lord]. Then I died.
Reborn half a day before the apocalypse arrives, I look at the [Feast Sacrifice] ability I've awakened all over again and burst out laughing.
This time, five years' worth of “prison time” experience is my strongest cheat.
The rules of this apocalypse, which “future big shots” are easy to kill right now, which secret realms are devilish traps... I know them all inside out.
The zombies, monsters, and enemies who made me serve time in my past life, this time, you're all... guaranteed drops for my card pool.
“This time, I'm not just going to win,” Su Ye says, lighting his first fire talisman and illuminating the darkness.
“I'm getting back everything I lost in my past life, with interest, right down to the last draw!”
“What do you mean, God rerolled the dice?”
“What is this mist? And what is that moon that makes your sanity meter spike when you look at it?”
“And why do all these geniuses want to follow me? Do I look like a good person? Get lost, or die!”
“Follow me if you want. Just don't expect me to care if you die.”
