Tags: Tangerine/Orange(yuri), Zombie, Apocalypse

The world she transmigrated to suddenly became an apocalyptic world, a world overrun by zombies and the grotesque.

She also became, in everyone’s eyes, an excessively beautiful, wheelchair-bound, disabled girl who could only survive by relying on the protection of her Awakened older sister.

But the girl herself didn’t care about the gazes of others.

She was immersed in her own world.

Every time she closed her eyes, somewhere in the world, a terrifying Zombie King would awaken.

One after another, Zombie Kings with a danger level of S, like nightmares shrouding the world, making countless Awakened ones tremble in fear, slowly opened their either blood-and-flesh-blurred or exquisitely beautiful eyes, and hoarse voices escaped their throats.

“Number one, starting the grind…”

“Number two… everything normal…”

“The numbers are increasing… Let’s try a different evolutionary path for the next one.”

In her third year living in this steampunk world, Ciel gained the ability to simulate both the past and the future.

These simulations turned into a game where she could act without restraint, and after countless trials, real life became a replica she could navigate as though speedrunning it.

Churches, potions, mutations, the Old Gods, witches, sealed artifacts… none of these have anything to do with Ciel. She’s just an ordinary girl who wishes for a peaceful life.

She just happens to be particularly skilled at snuffing out danger before it even begins.