I'm Ding Zhangzhu, and this terrifying name was given by Ding Zaihe.

Is he a qualified father?

When I was very young, he often made me cry with laughter. As I grew older, he would scold me for being ignorant in this post-apocalyptic world.

But he was the one who provided me shelter, and he was the one who taught me the rules of survival in the apocalypse.

He was the leader of the 797th Brigade, once leading the army to besiege the Presidential Palace, hoping to win a glimmer of hope for the people in the slums.

Before marching, he sent someone to take me to a safe place in the slums, but he was betrayed by a villain, and the address where I was hiding was revealed.

Everyone knew that I was his precious daughter, his greatest vulnerability.

How could those people let me go?

By the time Ding Zaihe arrived, I was already surrounded by flames along with that house.

I stood by the window, pounding on the locked window: "Ding Zaihe! Dad—"

"Don't be afraid, my child. Dad will save you right away!"

That was the first time I saw Ding Zaihe lose his composure. With red eyes, he rushed into the sea of fire without hesitation.

At the moment when the roof collapsed and pressed down on me, I heard Ding Zaihe's heart-wrenching cries.

He once said that I was his life.

...How heartbroken he must be?

Ding Zaihe rushed into the sea of fire, unable to save me, and also lost his will to live. The raging fire consumed him.

With this obsession, he...was reborn.

His appearance returned to when he was twenty years old, when he possessed the strongest martial power.

He was reborn to the year before I was burned to death. He joined the Legion of Masked Men and appeared on the Night of Slaughter to take me away, changing my original trajectory.

No wonder I always felt he resembled my dad to some extent, even the way he spoke was similarly cheeky.

No wonder he knew I loved eating egg noodles and cheese pizza, leaving all the delicious food for me.

No wonder the Alaskan Malamute he raised was named Caesar, just like the Golden Retriever we used to raise together.

No wonder he always liked me to call him Dad. I thought it was a mischievous preference of a boy, but I didn't expect it to be Ding Zaihe's greatest obsession.