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When the apocalypse hit, I awakened a spatial power, while my ex-husband, Leon Grant, got a rare "purification" power. I worked my ass off to gather supplies, hoping we could survive together. But he turned into a bleeding heart, handing out all our food and medicine to the so-called "poor souls". He hugged me and said, "Honey, we need to embrace universal love. The more power we have, the more responsibility we bear." But later, he shoved me into a horde of zombies as bait, just to save a pretentious girl who always acted innocent. I didn't die. A passing military rescue team saved me. Later, I found out that his so-called "purification" power wasn't a blessing at all. It was a cursed trumpet that summoned hell itself. And me? I was the only thing keeping him from disaster.