All Chapters of Come Be With Me, The End Is Here: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Autumn had never truly believed in keeping secrets, lying, or avoiding reality. She knew she wasn't perfect—she'd told her share of little white lies, hidden things from her aunt, covered up crushes, failed quizzes, even fibbed about where she’d been after curfew back when she used to hang out with Calvin. But this? This was something else entirely. This secret throbbed in her chest like a second heartbeat, heavy and insistent, every time she glanced at the man lying in the spare bedroom. It was the kind of secret that demanded attention, refusing to be buried beneath ordinary worries.All night, she replayed what she’d witnessed—one of the last wounds knitting itself closed, skin smoothing over as if nothing had ever happened. The memory was vivid, haunting. She’d hovered in the hallway, hand pressed flat to the cool wall, her breath shallow and quick, wondering if she was losing her mind. Who would believe her anyway? Aunt Rose? Not a chance. Her aunt would probably send her straigh

Bastion stretched out his long, lean body and, without any clothes, slipped outside to explore the farmland and the green forest nearby. After that night, sneaking out became his ritual. He would wait for the house to go quiet, then climb out the window and return just before dawn. These nighttime walks became his secret joy, and each night he felt a bit stronger, soaking up the freedom and fresh air. Adjusting to this strange new world felt easy.“Too bad these earthlings have destroyed their home. They must know that those ruining it must be ruined.”His nightly adventures quickly became his favorite part of life on Earth—more thrilling even than the strange company he kept by day. Sometimes he wandered along the quiet edges of the sleepy town of Mahdfel, unbothered by his nudity, feeling the wind on his skin. But it was always the forest that called to him most—a place of secrets, shadows, and ancient life. One night, curiosity tugged him deeper into the woods than ever before, the

Suddenly, a low, strange rumble echoed outside—almost like thunder, but not quite. Both stood in the room frozen, Bastion’s head snapping toward the window. The ground vibrated beneath them, a rumble that lasted only a few seconds; it was unsettling.He turned back to Autumn, curiosity sharpening to concern. "Did you hear that? Do you know what it means?" he murmured. Autumn shook her head, eyes wide. "Do you know what it means?" she asked him, almost afraid of his answer. Bastion’s gaze lingered on the horizon outside the window, his posture suddenly tense. He didn’t answer her as he just stared out the window into the night sky.“Here lately, the weather has been strange. It’s probably just a thunderstorm happening somewhere.” “No storm. It means not much time left.” He said, continuing to look out the window and examine the sky. As the strange noise faded, a chill swept through the room. Autumn’s fear and curiosity couldn’t hold her back from questioning him about what had j

Autumn stands up, "Okay...this was interesting and very weird, and a little creepy. I'd better clean this mess up before my auntie wakes up." She steps away from the table, calmly, so as not to alarm him. "I need to bring these dishes back to the kitchen," Autumn says as she starts picking up the tray."Creepy? You do want to hear the truth? " He repeats. Bastion didn't quite understand, so he asked. "Why are you leaving? You are creepy?" "It's creeped out. And yes, I want to know the truth about what's about to happen. I've read, and I see how things have gotten, and it's only getting worse, not better.""But you don't have to panic, I'm here for you."Autumn sighs even though she wanted to tell him he was being creepy, but she thought that wouldn't be wise. "I'm leaving because I need to bring these plates and cups to the kitchen. So you get back in bed and rest, because if my aunt Rose knows that you are well, you will have to leave this house. Unless you're ready to go back home

"Planet Daun—Basil, needs a savior."What kind of Savior?""Son, look around. Have you ever heard the cry of an infant, the laughter of a child?"Bastion thought about it long and hard. The last time he remembers hearing those things was when he was a child."Basil, we can’t reproduce anymore, and we need a new generation to keep us alive. And that new generation is you.”Draco gripped Bastion’s shoulders. “I need you to carry on our family name, son. Every day, extinction creeps closer—not just for our royal line, but for all of Daun. There used to be myriads of us, and now there are thousands, only a century ago, but since the war and the loss of our ability to procreate, it has cost us dearly. Without women who can procreate, our life is dwindling. We are so close to discovering how to live forever, but we are not there yet, and we can’t procreate. ” "I get it, Father. What do you need me to do?" Bastion asked, his voice steady but determined. You must retrieve a single, healthy,