Apocalyptic Heat: My Koi Mutated to Tear Apart My In-Laws
But then, just before the heatwave apocalypse hit, my koi began to change. It started spitting out an endless stream of gold coins, getting our entire family through the first crisis.
When the koi fully transformed, it could not only conjure pure, clean water but also cool the air around it. No matter how scorching it got outside, our home remained a cool oasis.
I thought we had survived the worst of it. But I never imagined my husband, Mark, would secretly bind himself to the koi, throw me out of the house, and leave me to bake to death under the searing sun.
Reborn into this life, Ive hidden my lucky koi away. This time, Im going to watch them all burn.
1
Young lady, I see a special destiny in you. A path of great wealth and fortune, but alas, shadowed by a great trial. If you survive this calamity, your future will be boundless! A man who looked like a wandering mystic waved a worn wooden staff at me, trying to sell me the black-and-white koi swimming in a small bag.
I have something that can help you weather this storm. This koi would normally be a thousand dollars, but for you, a special price! Only two hundred!
Hearing those familiar words, I knew. I was back. Reborn just moments before buying the lucky koi.
A wave of delirious joy washed over me. I immediately pulled the last $200 from my pocket and bought my ticket to survival.
When I got home, just as I expected, I walked right into a storm of abuse from my husband and his parents.
My mother-in-laws eyes were cold slits as she eyed my empty shopping bag. Where is the expensive collagen supplement I asked for? I was planning on having it in my tea today!
Marks brow furrowed, his voice sharp with accusation. You useless woman, you dare to defy my mother now? Where is the supplement she asked you to buy?
I was smarter this time. I didn't tell them I'd spent the $200 on a useless ornamental fish.
Instead, I pulled a crumpled, cheap-looking box from my other pocket and handed it to her. She wouldnt know the difference anyway; this cheap powder looked close enough to the real thing.
Sure enough, she scowled at the box. This is it? Are you trying to fool me? It looks like dust.
Her thick, rough hand shot out and twisted my arm, hard. I yelped in pain but kept my face a mask of innocence. No, thats the real stuff! The store owner said it was his private stash. I wanted to get you the best, so I begged him to give me a discount!
She eyed me with suspicion but finally let go with a snort. Fine. Youre good for something, I guess. Now go make dinner.
Free from the old hag, I went to the kitchen. But first, I carefully found a discreet black container and filled it with water for my precious koi.
This little fish was my savior. Last time, it was the only reason my heartless husband and his vile parents made it through the heatwave apocalypse.
Thinking about my past life made my teeth ache with rage.
Back then, after I brought the koi home, they berated me endlessly for wasting money. They even tried to feed it to the neighbors cat. I had to fight tooth and nail just to keep it alive.
That was the beginning of it all. As the apocalypse drew nearer, animals all over the world began to mutate at an alarming rate. Zoo bears grew sentient and escaped, killing dozens.
It was then that my family discovered, to their shock, that my little koi could spit out solid gold coins. When the world was melting, we were the only ones with the air conditioning blasting and cold sodas in our hands, all thanks to that fish.
When the apocalypse truly arrived and global temperatures soared to 140F, the koi in the tank underwent its final transformation. It grew human-like legs and simply walked out of the water.
With a single flick of its wrist, it created a bubble of water that cooled our sweltering house in an instant. Not only that, but the water was perfectly purea resource rarer than gold in the new world.
We were ecstatic. We could survive, even thrive, in this hellscape.
But I had underestimated the depths of their depravity.
The koi became a symbol of power, a coveted prize. My husband, Mark, became the object of every desperate woman's desire. They threw themselves at him, trading their bodies for a sip of clean water and a moment of cool air.
But the koi would only listen to me, a fact that infuriated them. So they hatched a plan. Behind my back, they performed a ritual, forcibly binding the koi to Mark. Then they threw me out the door and left me to be cooked alive by the unforgiving sun.
This time, Ive hidden the koi. This time, they will be the ones to suffer the slow, agonizing burn.
2
After making dinner, I carefully hid the koi in its container under the kitchen sink cabinet. No one would ever find it there. Ever since Id married into this family, my mother-in-law hadnt set foot in the kitchen. Mark and his father? Forget about it.
In two days, my koi would start producing gold. The thought made me giddy. Finally, I would get to watch this family get exactly what they deserved.
Sure enough, two days later, I found the first small, gleaming gold coins at the bottom of the container. My new life was beginning.
Without a moment's hesitation, I called a real estate agent. I needed a remote property, something out in the country. The more secluded, the better.
The agent was baffled by my request and tried to upsell me on luxury suburban homes, but I shut him down.
I knew that when the world ended, the real monsters weren't the mutated beasts; they were the desperate people left behind. Only by isolating myself could I be truly safe.
I took the gold to a buyer and converted it into cashnearly half a million dollars. It was a good start, but it was only enough for the property itself. There was still so much to do.
After securing the remote house, I used the subsequent flow of gold to establish two fronts: a stray animal rescue and a private zoo. I knew that when the mutations began, even humans would be no match for the awakened animals. They would be my only true protectors.
As the global temperature began its steady, unnerving climb, the koi produced more and more gold. My time was running out. The heatwave was coming.
I needed to stockpile everything. I contacted the largest food and general goods suppliers in the region and offered them exorbitant prices for fresh produce, meat, and supplies. Whatever they had, I wanted. The more, the better.
Lured by the massive profits, they soon had trucks delivering pallets of goods to a discreet location. I had to buy a separate underground warehouse just to store it all.
But a new problem arose. When the apocalypse hit, the power grid would fail. How would I keep all this fresh food from spoiling?
The solution came to me quickly. I found a hydraulic engineer and brought him out to my new property. I needed a small-scale hydroelectric power station built on the nearby creek.
With the koi's endless supply of water, I was confident I could keep it running indefinitely.
The engineer was skeptical. Miss, its possible, but even the smallest plant takes at least six months to build. You want this done in two?
I promised him a ridiculous sum of money, but he still hesitated. So I dropped the pretense. I opened a briefcase and dumped three hundred thousand dollars in cash on the table between us. His eyes nearly popped out of his head.
You just build it. As fast as possible. It's for a... business venture I have. I need it done in two months. This is your deposit. If you finish early, Ill add a twenty percent bonus to your final payment.
Money talks. The engineer had probably never seen a client like me.
He snapped out of his daze and started nodding frantically. Money! You should have just said so! For this kind of cash, well build you a ladder to the moon! Im calling my partners right now! Theres plenty to go around!
He immediately got on the phone, assembling multiple construction crews. When there's a client this rich, you don't just take a slice of the pie; you call everyone you know to the feast.
Dont you worry, miss, he assured me, his tone completely changed. Well have three crews working in rotating 24-hour shifts. Two months? Well have it done in two weeks!
I nodded, satisfied. Soon, the property was swarming with workers, drilling and building around the clock.
As I watched them work, I couldn't help but smile. I wondered what Mark and his family would think when the world was burning, and they found out I was living a life of luxury with electricity, fresh water, and a mountain of food.
3
The power station was completed ahead of schedule. I filled my new home with industrial-sized freezers, all packed with meat and vegetables.
To stave off the inevitable boredom of the apocalypse, I also stocked up on non-essentials: video game consoles, books, and board games.
I went to a wholesale liquidator and bought out the entire inventory of a closing department store. You never knew when youd need new clothes. Then, a pharmacy, where I cleared the shelves of common medications.
Finally, I went online and ordered a massive variety of fruit and vegetable seeds. In the new world, fresh produce would be priceless. With my seeds and the koi's water, I'd have a monopoly on a healthy diet.
As the final days approached, I began gathering my protectors. I adopted dozens of stray cats and dogs, ensuring my supplies would never be targeted.
The zoo housed younger animalsa Siberian tiger cub and two black bear cubs. It was best to raise them from infancy. I spent time with them every day, feeding them by hand, forging a bond.
I was also feeding the strays in my current neighborhood. One day, while coaxing a new tabby cat to eat from a plate of fresh ground beef, I saw my next-door neighbor, Isabel. The pretty widow. She and I had always been at odds. In my past life, she was the one who constantly whispered poison into Marks ear, the one who encouraged him to throw me out.
Seeing me feed prime meat to a stray was more than she could handle. Are you insane? she screeched from her doorway. Youre feeding that to an animal? People would kill for that meat!
Youre the one whos insane, I shot back.
Oh, talking back now, are we? No wonder your mother-in-law calls you a waste of money. Its true! No sense at all, feeding good food to a cat!
Without waiting for a reply, she slammed her door. My blood ran cold. She was going to tattle.
Before she was a widow, Isabel had been Marks first love. His mother had refused to let him marry a divorce, which is how I ended up in the picture.
Sure enough, minutes later, Mark and his parents stormed over, their faces thunderous. Isabel had clearly put on a show, crying about my wastefulness.
Mark didn't hesitate. He kicked the food bowl, sending meat scattering across the pavement. People in this house barely get to eat this well, and youre feeding it to a cat? You pathetic, wasteful woman! Do I have to beat some sense into you?
A familiar ache spread through me as his fists rained down on my body.
Isabel watched from the side, adding fuel to the fire. Its such a shame. If I were your wife, I would never waste such good meat on an animal. Id save it to honor my husbands parents!
That line hit my mother-in-law like a love potion. She beamed at Isabel, then glared at me with pure disgust. Useless baggage! Cant even produce a child! No gratitude! I should have let my son marry Isabel. What good are you?
I gritted my teeth, pure hatred burning in my eyes. Their time was almost up.
I would make them pay.
After the beating, I became more discreet about feeding the strays, but I didn't stop. And slowly, I earned their trust.
Meanwhile, the temperature began its relentless climb. It started at a manageable 85F, but that was already enough to make my family miserable. They refused to leave the air-conditioned house.
But after a solid week of oppressive heat that only seemed to intensify each day, everyone started to realize this wasnt a normal summer.
Then, the experts appeared on the news.
After extensive research, we can confirm that the Earth has entered a new thermal apocalyptic era. Scholars have noted that many species are beginning to undergo various degrees of mutation.
We remain confident that if humanity can survive this period, our civilization will evolve to a higher level.
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