Apocalypse—Legend of Tattoos

The first thing I did after being reborn was to tattoo countless gods and demons on my body.

I had the images of Mega Supreme, Ghost King, Phantom Ancestor, and Everest Highness as my tattoos!

There was more than that.

Lady Guillotine perched on my right shoulder, her eyes piercing and intimidating.

On my left arm, Pioneer Arlen held the axe that he used to split the sky as if he wanted to do it again.

Super Cerberus loomed over my back, with a fierce and menacing expression, his power shaking the world.

With not enough space, Hellboy could only be tattooed on my thigh.

Inside the tattoo shop near the gate of the college.

When the tattoo artist heard what I wanted to tattoo, he thought that I had lost my mind.

No one knew.

I was reborn from the Apocalypse, and the reason I tattooed these demons and gods was actually to prepare for the upcoming Apocalypse.

One month later, a world full of countless strange creatures would merge with our world.

By that time...

There was something eerie lurking under the bed, waiting to drag people down and bite them.

There was a seemingly innocent but actually vicious ghost waiting by the roadside, randomly attacking and killing a passerby.

People who had long been dead may appear before you, and suddenly take your life.

Various ghosts would show up, and humans would be constantly slaughtered until their extinction.

At the same time, there was redemption.

Humans could summon tattoos on their bodies to protect them.

The person who had a tattoo of a dragon could summon a giant dragon to battle for him.

For a man who had a tattoo of a string of characters, he could even summon the characters as a bizarre weapon for defense.

However, people who got tattoos of Minions would have a bit of a hard time, and might not be the match for the ghosts.

In my previous life, the ghosts devoured me easily.

That was the background.

When I was trying to convince the tattoo artist and was about to get a tattoo, my roommate, who had been bullying me, stormed in with a menacing expression.

"Aliana Ballard, do you have amnesia? Forgotten those nude videos of you changing? Or how you begged for mercy at my feet?" Her voice was cold and threatening. "Believe it or not, I'll post those videos online. Everyone will see how slutty you are! You'll be expelled!"

I stared straight at my roommate, my eyes filled with fearlessness.

With those videos that she either forced or secretly filmed, she could indeed get me expelled from school.

But now, whether I got expelled or not, I no longer cared.

As for online public opinion, I paid even less attention to it.

Anyway, there was only one month left before the Apocalypse, so things like educational background were no longer meaningful.

Surviving in a world full of ghosts was the most important thing!

If I were really expelled, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Since I went to college, I had been living a miserable life because of her bullying. Staying in college was the last thing that I wanted ...