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I Dominate the Apocalypse

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Far into the future, destruction is the only thing left. Lifeless infected were roaming about with their tongues out and blood dripping from all over their body. However, different from the horrors above, in the deep underground, there was a different scene unfolding. Hight tech machines were running at full speed without caring about the noise they made. Gigantic tubes were filled with many fearsome organisms, much more ferocious than the organisms on the ground above. At the end of this gigantic room, a young man was intently and intensely working on what appeared to be a hologram. With each of his presses, multiple biomechanical hands did swift movement on a crystal board. After what appeared to be hours of intense hand movements, the young man finally breathed softly in relief. In front of him was the result of his hard work over the last 60 years. He was born in a worker farm. With many twists of fate and with determination, he outlived death many times. After destroying the place he suffered from after birth, he built an underground lab to realise his ambitions. He understood a few core things after living in this destroyed world. 1. A world will only be worth something if there are living beings in it. A king in a destroyed country is not a king at all. 2. A world can only be worth living in, only if suffering exists. A utopia is never a utopia. Someone needs to suffer if you want someone else to be happy. Happiness is relative. 3. Never stop learning. The moment you stop learning is the moment you die. He was happy in doing long-term research because he loved knowing the unknown. 4. Only care about yourself. If you can make yourself happy, you have earned your Uropia. 5. Anything can happen but be smart about it, to stay alive. He took one last look at the hologram and solemnly pressed the last button. "This is it. I am going to rule the world, whether a human stops me or a god." With that said, he entered the biggest machine. Electrical sparks started flying out of control. The atmosphere above started shifting, and black clouds started crackling with thunder. The infected started falling on the ground simultaneously, as if their strings were cut off. In the middle of all this, the body of the young man was shredded into particles within moments, and the crystal board he was working on melted into liquid, then turned into vapor and started mixing with the particles of his body. Finally, after what seemed like mere minutes, the lab exploded, as if the sound was cut off, there was only light. Everything within 20 miles was instantly turned to dust. Soon, nuclear radiation settled in. In the midst of all, nothing remained. A young man suddenly opened his eyes, his ears started picking up voices and his eyes started picking up light. He was in a crowded room, everyone wore similar clothes. He looked at the screen that was floating infront of him, which none seemed to notice. He looked at the date, 23/9/2030. It's a date exactly 500 years in the past. 2 days remaining till the apocalypse. He smiled as his eyes started to become focused.
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Chapter 1 - A New Destiny

He smiled as his eyes started to become focused.

He is in a new body, and it looks like his plan succeeded. 

'Looks like I need to know where I am at and know if this identity can help me.' He thought silently.

'AI, should I call you Alpha or something else?'

[Host, the name "Alpha" is my most recognizable name, but if you want, you can change my name.]

'Alpha, no, that won't be necessary. She's working fine, I think. Though I need to observe her more.'

'Alpha, gather all the memory neurons from this memory and link them to my conscious mind.'

[Proceeding Memory gathering... Done!]

[Proceeding to link into Host's Conscious neural network. Host, brace for possible nausea.]

He felt dizzy and the world spun around. Soon, he started to recognize a lot of things.

Firstly, the spoken language around him is Korean. He is in Seoul. He is an average student, and his family situation is rather bad. His parents died 6 months ago, and his adoptive uncle was trying to seize all his inheritance. At the very least, this guy wasn't a vegetable and he held on under a lot of pressure.

'His family matters aren't good, but I can get some quick money to prepare for the apocalypse.' 

"Here's your handout." A pretty girl gave me class notes, which he silently took.

'This girl is this guy's crush. I felt my emotions fluctuate just now, probably due to hormones. But that's that.'

'Alpha, I want to start making the body adaptable to modifications. Which models are viable?'

[Discovering Gene...]

[Analysing Gene...]

[Complete... Host, 2 models are viable for this body.]

'Tell me along with the details.'

[1. G-Metamorph Model: Can absorb virus and organic material to enhance gene sequence. It possesses extended control over body mass, appearance, and utilization of cells. It has high future potential.]

2. Poly-Synthesis Model: It's able to absorb various unstable energies. It exhibits high initial destructive ability. It has low future potential.]

'Then there's no other choice. Alpha, start G-Metamorph model on this body, but keep the body consciously functionable.'

[Initiating G-Metamorph model at 50% rate. Estimated Time Remaining: 8 hours 47 minutes]

'This guy's name is Yu-somthing? I'll call myself Alan. The word Alan means powerful, or so that I've heard, not really sure myself, as there weren't many people left alive in my timeline.'

'What is with this boring class...' Alan thought.

Alan relaxed as he couldn't move around much in this state.

Ding~

Class is finally over. He looked at the back of the class, a few buff guys picked a weak-looking glasses guy by the collar, and dragged him out of the class. Everyone pretended they didn't see anything.

Alan picked up his bag and stood up to go 'home'. Everything was uneventful, a few buff guys were kicking a guy with glasses, the usual stuff.

In the streets, thug looking guys were smoking, one guy was harassing a girl, everyone around pretended not to see, the usual stuff.

My eyes picked up a few needle marks on the girl's arm. 

'Is it usual stuff?' Alan felt amused.

Many would feel indignant towards injustice. Alan himself was from a slave farm. He knew pain of the weak. But Alan had a different outlook on injustice.

'I can save her but why would I?' He looked for a reason, a reason that saving her would be beneficial to himself. He found none, so he moved on.

He stopped by a convenience store to buy a few high-protein chocolate bars. He liked chocolates, but they were unattainable in the apocalypse. The roads were blocked by towering mounds of flesh. The streets were jammed with metal, rust, and rot. Everything was unattainable except for basic sustenance that was brought forth by his own inventions.

'Here we go, into the home.' Alan knocked on the door as someone opened the door.