Disaster Strikes, and I Rule the Apocalypse with My Husky!

I was reborn on the very day the apocalypse began. I didn’t awaken some world-shattering superpower. All I got was an “animal language translator.”

Just as I was hugging my dumb dog and preparing to die, my husky suddenly awakened the “bloodline of the ancient giant wolf”!

It slapped a paw on the table and spoke in a human voice: “Foolish human! You used to feed me. From now on, I’ll protect you!”

[Main Story]:

Disasters broke out, living creatures mutated like crazy, and glacial giants and bloodthirsty mutants roamed the earth.

While other superpowered people risk their lives every day, my job is to ride on the back of my hill-sized husky, munch on potato chips, and listen to it argue with the mutant trees by the roadside.

Even more ridiculously, thanks to its one-of-a-kind way of thinking, the husky managed to recruit every mutant monster within a hundred miles into its “demolition squad.” At the slightest provocation, they tear down the villains’ bases until not even the foundations are left!

[Ending]:

The commander of the capital’s grand base stares at the enemy headquarters reduced to rubble and asks, trembling, “Honored Giant Wolf, what tribute would you like?”

The husky: “Awooo! (Translation: Get my human five hundred crates of canned beef, plus two handsome guys to play mahjong with her!)”

Come see how a good-for-nothing mistress and her goofy dog rule the wasteland!