Back to the Doomsday: Taking My Sister Away from Our Unfair Family

Under the pressure and demands of Gary and Audrey, I had no choice but to hold back my tears and take Cynthia out of the house, finding a place for her in an empty building.

But I never imagined that the air conditioner in the building wouldn't work. By the time I returned that evening to bring her medicine, Cynthia had already passed away from the heat and her illness.

Not even two months later, Gary forced me out as well, and I died on the streets.

Now, when I looked at the sweet Cynthia in front of me, I was so sad. In my previous life, I had failed her. But since fate has given me a second chance, I must protect her at all costs.

As I gently stroked Cynthia's hair, I wanted so badly to tell her that I had been reborn, but she was still so young. I was afraid she wouldn't be able to handle the truth and worried she might accidentally reveal it. So instead, I whispered, "Cynthia, studying isn't the only way to a good life. When I make some money, I'll save it for you to go to school."

Cynthia looked at me, puzzled, but said nothing and simply nodded.

I couldn't help but ask, "Cynthia, if I ever hurt you, would you forgive me?"

Cynthia's expression grew even more confused, but she still answered, "Of course, you're my sister!"

Following my plan, I left the house early the next morning, even before the sun came up.

But I wasn't going to work. I needed to prepare for the end of the world. Based on my calculations, we only had about two months left.

I had read plenty of Apocalypse novels, but none of them ever explained how to stock up on supplies with no money. And I didn't have any of those convenient cheat codes or pocket dimensions.

With empty pockets and not a cent to my name, how was I supposed to prepare?

After thinking it over, I decided to turn to online loans.