Blurb：
In a world scorched by the high-temperature apocalypse, Mia awakens with the rare ability to control water—a power that once led to her brutal death at the hands of her sister Chloe. Betrayed and reborn, Mia now hides her water manipulation skills while Chloe manipulates the survival team, including Mia’s boyfriend Zach. As thirst and heat threaten humanity, Mia must navigate a web of lies, revenge, and secrets in this dystopian tale of sisterhood turned deadly. Will Mia expose Chloe’s deception, or will history repeat itself? Dive into a story of survival, power, and redemption where every drop of water holds a life-or-death consequence.
Content：
The high-temperature apocalypse hit.
It was scorching hot everywhere. Everything felt like burning.
Though I had acquired abilities to control water, I didn’t use it to save others.
Because in my past life, I was betrayed.
I led a squad and made it to the establishment of a base. Before I could even enjoy it, my own sister killed me.
I asked her why. Her face twisted with rage.
“Why did you get powers and play the hero while I had to rely on your scraps?”
“The base is built. You’re useless now. Just die already!”
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the beginning of the apocalypse. I’d just got my power.
“Everyone, hang in there. Water is coming soon!”
A voice choked with tears reached my ears. It was my sister Chloe comforting the team.
I instinctively clenched my fist, feeling that surging water energy inside me.
Only then did I believe it — I had been reborn.
A month ago, the high-temperature apocalypse struck out of nowhere.
Global water supplies vanished. Half the population died of heat.
Then, some of the survivors awakened abilities. Some remained ordinary.
Luckily, not only did I awaken an ability, it was the power of controlling water.
Last life, I led my team, scraping by in this scorching hell.
Just when we finally established a base, my sister brutally murdered me.
To squeeze the last drop of water from me, she threw me into a furnace.
Burning in flames, I screamed, demanding to know why she betrayed me.
Chloe’s face was pure hatred.
“Why do you get to be the hero while I live on your pity?”
“The base is done. You’re useless now. Just die.”
I turned to charcoal. Chloe used the last water I produced to buy herself a decent place in the base.
Maybe the hatred triggered by those memories was too obvious in my eyes. Chloe tentatively asked,
“What’s wrong, Mia? You don’t look well.”
“But we need you to produce some more water… The team’s getting restless. Just a little calm them down, please.”
In my past life, I always made sure Chloe drank her fill. Even if I was endangered by thirst, I pushed myself to give her water first.
And Chloe would share the water with others, so I would produce more for her.
I was happy that people thanked adored Chloe for her kindness.
But I never imagined that it would lead me to an unmarked grave.
When Chloe killed me, I begged the others for help, promising them endless water.
But they just gazed adoringly at Chloe.
“Chloe’s the one with water powers. We all survive because of her. You’re just deadweight, a burden holding her back. You deserve to die.”
Even my boyfriend, Zach, held Chloe’s hand tenderly and said to me,
“You vicious b**ch! How can you even compare to Chloe? Just die already. Stop wasting resources.”
That’s when I realized: all along, Chloe had told everyone she was the one with water powers, and that I was just useless trash, surviving by her grace.
Back to the present, as Chloe was asking me for water again, I said,
“I don’t have abilities. I’m just ordinary. I can’t make water out of thin air.”
The moment I said it, I felt Chloe’s breath hitch.
“What? But yesterday you gave me water. And all the water before — wasn’t that you? If you don’t have powers, where did it come from?”
Her voice was a low whisper. She was terrified that others would hear us.
I forced a bitter smile and waved her off.
“Why would I lie to you? You’re my sister.”
“The water we had was just stored up before everything went to hell. It’s in that house over there. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to worry.”
I pointed at the house for her.
There was water, made with my powers in advance.
Thank god I always produced water alone and stored them at somewhere safe.
Chloe sighed.
“Mia, are you mad at me?”
Mad? No. I hate her.
I feigned confusion. She looped her arm through mine, voice sweet as poison.
“Mia, what you saw yesterday wasn’t like that.”
“There’s nothing between me and Zach. I know he’s your boyfriend.”
“Stop being suspicious and causing trouble, okay? Just give us the water.”
Then it hit me why I’d passed out.
Yesterday, after pushing myself dry, I stumbled back toward camp.
Halfway there, I saw Chloe and Zach playing around, splashing water everywhere.
“Chloe, look! Like a water festival!”
“The light reflected in splashing water is so beautiful. Just like you, sweetie.”
Water I wouldn’t even drink was being wasted like it was nothing.
And ever since the apocalypse began, Zach had shown me nothing but scorn, while falling all over Chloe.
I collapsed because of the scene the day before.
Back to present, Zach showed up at the moment.
I’d been out a whole day, now getting no word of concern from him.
Yet his face lit up the second he saw Chloe. He rushed over to her.
“Why are you out here? It’s getting even hotter. Don’t scorch yourself.”
“Are you going to move water? Just let Mia do it.”
“She does nothing around here anyway. If she won’t even carry water, what use is she?”
Hearing it again still stung.
To hide her secret, Chloe always went with me to “produce” water.
I made it. She carried it back.
I used to think she just cared about me. Now I knew: she was building her own legend.
With Zach here, she played the generous leader.
“I just thought it’d be too hard for Mia to carry it alone. I’ll go with her.”
Chloe was always pretty. Even in this scorching hell, with enough water, she still looked fresh.
Meanwhile, I was drained, sun-beaten, looking twenty years older than my actual age.
Disgust flashed in Zach’s eyes. He grabbed Chloe’s hand right in front of me.
“Nonsense. You work so hard making water for us. I’ll help Mia.”
“Come on, Mia. Where’s the water?”
“I don’t know.” I shook my head. “It was Chloe who produces water for us. Chloe, you tell us where it is.”
Chloe froze. She didn’t expect that.
I could tell she wanted to scream at me, but with Zach present, she swallowed it.
She forced a smile and walked toward the shack I’d pointed to earlier.
Seeing a few barrels of water there, Chloe relaxed.
As Zach was carrying water, Chloe leaned in close to me.
“Mia, stop being angry. Look how happy Zach is because of the water you produced.”
“The team’s heading out soon — we’ll need more water. Can you produce extra these next few days? You wouldn’t want to let the team down, right?”
I didn’t argue. Chloe thought I agreed.
Later, she took credit in front of the team, basking praises, blushing.
To encourage us to contribute to the team, Chloe had laid out a strict reward system.
And once again, I was valued as the top contributor who would get a whole barrel of water.
The team erupted upon the decision.
“No way! She’s a freeloader with no powers. Why does she get the reward? For carrying a few barrels?”
“Yeah, who hasn’t done more than her? She even passed out yesterday, costing water on her treatment. Giving her more? That’s a joke. She shouldn’t get any!”
It was Jake and Leo speaking.
They’d had it out for me since before the apocalypse.
At first, I hoped Chloe, as leader, would stand up for me.
After all, besides making water, I did everything — scouting, night watch, cooking, managing supplies. I even washed their clothes.
The ones claiming to contribute did nothing but throw their weight around with their abilities.
But Chloe made the same choice as before. She looked at me, helpless.
“Mia, maybe just skip it this time? If I lose authority, the team falls apart.”
Past me was an idiot. I bought it every time, scared the team would break apart because of me.
Before I answered, Chloe instinctively grabbed the barrel from me.
“Okay, since that’s settled, let’s share this —”
“No. This water is mine.”
Before she could finish, I cut in.
I stood firm, blocking her, gripping the barrel tightly.
Chloe was stunned. She stared at me in disbelief.
“Mia, stop causing trouble, okay? Do you really want everyone to turn on each other?”
“If I did something wrong, I’m sorry!”
She played the righteous leader while I looked like a selfish brat.
Zach rushed forward, pulling Chloe into his arms.
“Mia, how much longer are you going to keep this up?”
“Chloe’s the only one who wants you here. Aren’t you grateful? Now you’re bullying her in front of everyone? Over some water?”
Chloe started sobbing softly. She weakly pushed at Zach.
“Zach, stay back.”
“Mia’s only acting like this because of you. We’re just friends. Don’t get too close. I don’t want her to misunderstand.”
That “explanation” made Zach even angrier. He held Chloe tighter.
“Chloe, since you said it, I can’t hold back anymore.”
“I never loved Mia. Before all this, she was sweet. But now? She’s selfish, puts herself above the team. I can’t love someone like that.”
“Now… I love you, Chloe. Will you be with me?”
As he spoke, he pulled out a diamond ring.
In this scorching hell, most factories had shut down. Basic survival was a struggle.
But that well-crafted ring glittered painfully in the sun.
I recognized it instantly — a matching set I’d traded weeks of water for from a passing group.
I gave one to Zach, and he promised me forever.
He took the other too, saying he’d give me a grand proposal after the apocalypse with it.
I coldly watched Chloe protest through tears as she took the ring.
My heart wasn’t breaking anymore — just disgust and hatred.
I clapped sharply, pulling everyone’s attention to me.
“Since you all think I’m worthless, I’m leaving the team today.”
The moment I said it, Chloe panicked.
“You can’t!”
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