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The air hung heavy and humid, a pre-apocalyptic calm before the storm. Qin Yi stared blankly at the calendar, July 1st, 2012. Her breath hitched, a silent gasp that stole the fragile peace of her small apartment. Half a month. Only half a month remained until the world ripped itself apart.
Memories, sharp and agonizing, clawed at her. The cold, sterile lab. The needles, the pain, the betrayal. Qin Jiaojiao's triumphant, mocking laughter. Zheng Zhong's dismissive gaze. The Qin family, her 'family,' who had used her, broken her, and thrown her away like trash.
Her reflection in the mirror showed a gaunt, malnourished girl, bangs hiding half her face. But the eyes staring back were no longer dull and naive. They burned with a cold, terrifying fire, a distorted smile twisting her lips. The devil had returned from hell.
'Qin Family, Zheng Family, Doctor Lin, are all of you prepared? I, Qin Yi, have returned.'