How to Raise a Baby in an Apocalypse
As the apocalypse arrived, An Ran, a mother with no incredible powers, no space, and no husband, had only a bun in the oven that piteously cried for food and a wood based power over plants and flowers.
Others robbed supplies and killed zombies, causing the apocalypse to flourish with excitement.
She killed zombies for the sake of robbing baby formula, complementary foods, and toys. After doomsday, she lived a life of raising a baby with zombies blocking the road and being chased by her ex-husband.
Ex-husband: “We divorced for 7 months and this baby was born at full-term. Do you still refuse to admit that the baby isn’t mine?”
An Ran yelled uncontrollably: “Can’t it be the result of an affair?”
Ex-husband: “Then was your partner my twin brother? Otherwise, how else is this kid’s nose, eyes, and lips exactly like mine?”