Apocalypse Roll Call: I Was the First Person in the World to Die

The Black Sun descended, and the names of all eight billion people on Earth appeared in the sky at once. From that moment on, everyone was assigned a death number. The lower the number, the sooner disaster would execute you. Some awakened the power of flame, some controlled steel, and some traded their loved ones' lives to improve their own ranking. Lu Jin, a stretcher-bearer at the Beining City Funeral Home, was framed, fired, and trampled into the dirt by everyone. Yet in the first minute of the apocalypse, he became the world's number-one death. He had only sixty minutes left to live. Everyone said the first disaster would end as long as Lu Jin died on schedule. But when the countdown reached zero, he tore up his own death notice. That day, the world saw for the first time: a man who should have died telling the apocalypse, “No.”