Apocalypse Arrival

led up in the dark, and lay on the back seat of the off-road vehicle.

She gradually fell into a deep sleep with the hot and cold atmosphere.

In the darkness, she saw a little shining green light in a daze.

She kept falling down with that little light, and finally landed lightly on a piece of soft green grass.

“Qianxun, Qianxun,” a familiar and kind voice called her name.

Light gradually lit up before her eyes.

Chu Qianxun’s eyes were wet.

She saw her parents who she hadn’t seen for a long time.

Mom, dad, where have you been? Why did I not see you for a long time? It’s been so long, almost like a lifetime.

Chu Qianxun said in her heart.

“Stupid child, Mom and Dad will always be with you.”

Her mother’s voice was far from the horizon and close to the ear.

Her father smiled gently as usual, holding Chu Qianxun’s hand, and walking slowly on the sunny grass.

A door glowing with dazzling yellow light appeared ahead.

Chu Qianxun stopped, as she felt a little scared instinctively.

“Don’t be afraid, child, you can do it.
This time, you will definitely find what you want in your heart.
I will be looking after you.”

The father gently pushed Chu Qianxun’s shoulder.

“Yes, I can do it, there is nothing to be afraid of,” Chu Qianxun raised her head and stepped into the bright yellow aperture.

***

Chu Qianxun woke up in the darkness.
She touched her face and found tears all over her face.

Since losing hope in life, she had not had this kind of dream for many years.

Her parents, who she hadn’t seen for a long time, still encouraged her as gently as they did when they were alive.

Chu Qianxun said to herself that no matter what power she got, she could do well in life this time.

She opened her hand, and a hazy yellow light circle surrounded her palm.

Pray…prayer?

Chu Qianxun was stunned.

She never expected that she would get such a useless ability.

The sun rose and the sky was bright.

Chu Qianxun drove the car.
Out of the urban area of ​​Huacheng, there were no longer tall buildings and dense crowds on the roadside.

Outside the car window was the rapidly retreating green grass and the open blue sky.

Chu Qianxun in the cab had red eyes.
She pursed her lips, squeezed the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator with one foot.

The car played loudly the music “Strength Thousand Men” produced by Two Steps From Hell, and the tragic and magnificent music played all the way.

The harsh brakes sounded, and the tough-looking off-road vehicle stopped on the side of the road.