8 (Mga) Novel na May Kaugnayan sa Dystopian Fiction

“Why would you, since you’re not into sci-fi? It’s Ursula Le Guin. About a man who has the ability to change reality through his dreams.” “I can see why you might be into that.” He smiled faintly. “It’s not quite what you think. The protagonist is very much a dreamer. Passive to a fault. It’s other people who want to change the world, usually with disastrous consequences.” Cole sighed. “You know, that’s another thing I don’t get about science fiction. For a genre that’s supposed to be all about technology and progress and the future…why does it always turn out to be a massive disaster whenever somebody tries to do anything or change anything?”

Seeing the poor girl’s trembling in fear, Utopia gradually calmed down and erased the murderous thoughts she had for that despicable prince. “Yes, please.” The servant ran fast as if she was in a running competition or that some kind of wild animal had scared the wits out of her. Sighing for the umpteenth time today, she drag herself to one of her favorite shelf and ran her fingers on the velvety feelings of the hardbound books her ancestors have collected throughout the years. As she was scanning for books that would interest her, she found a peculiar one on the top part of the shelf that seems to be purposely hidden from their sight.

he expressed to himself. He should be the one who shall be defeated, but why is his hand didn't even shed not a single blood? He is cackling. Furthermore, he is no stronger than everyone, but he is just too intellectual, everyone was being played by him. Everyone believes in his sugarcoated lies. He fooled everyone to control them using his hand. The story he made, the plot and every trap, everyone fell from it. He was planning to claim the world as his privilege. Will he successfully do it? The war started and will end soon with the blood and head of every leader.

—the Dystopian genre didn't offer the cushioned reality of a Romance. ​"The Sovereign does not have a mother," Leo said, his voice a haunting, multi-tonal resonance. "The Sovereign has a Function. You are a 'Legacy Error' from a canceled volume. Your presence increases the 'Narrative Bloat.' You must be trimmed." ​He raised his hand, and the scrap metal around Nora began to groan. Rusted girders and sharp wires rose like a forest of thorns, closing in on her. ​The Return of the God of War

Angelo raises his hands before the male teacher finish what he said, so hepless, he pointed at where Angelo is and instructed for the boy to stand up to answer the question. “The classic elements of a science fiction novel include: Time travel. Teleportation. Mind control, telepathy, and telekinesis, Aliens, extraterrestrial lifeforms, and mutants. Space travel and exploration. Interplanetary warfare. Parallel universes. Fictional worlds. That’s all” Angelo said his answer and didn't wait for the male teacher to give him permission to sit as he already sat down back again to his seat, the smell of gun powder a while ago that disappeared once again resurfaced on the air as Demetria looked at Angelo face with hatred filling up her eyes.

The caves were Martian territories, newly modified by Humans who found succour, living in peaceful co-existence with the Martians amidst the violent chaos outbreak that drained all positive energy on ‘Dystopia’, the new world after the apocalypse. The inhabitants of Dystopia were classified into three major categories of species which includes: the Human race who were originally from planet Earth, the Martians who came from planet Mars, as well as the vicious Erisians originally from the dwarf planet Eris. Unlike the Martians who look like giant versions of Humans, the Erisians are more of extraterrestrial creatures who look absolutely nothing like Humans. Outside of these three main categories, are another world of half breeds.

“You’re welcome, but for what?” “Everything.” That, along with the deeper kiss he pressed to her lips, was answer enough. ****** Author’s Notes I love futuristic, post-apocalyptic, and/or dystopian fiction. I wouldn’t want to live it, of course, but it’s fun to imagine how bad things could get, and how good people would function in the aftermath. In this book, I also explored a bit how harsh times make even good people do some questionable things. Can you forgive a good character if he (or she) does something morally ambiguous for the ones they love? I like complex characters and questions like that. I hope I gave a modicum of competency to exploring the idea.

A ·− N −· Y −·−− B −··· M −− Z −−·· C −·−· O −−− D −·· P ·−−· E · Q −−·− F ··−· R ·−· G −−· S ··· H ···· T − I ·· U ··− J ·−−− V ···− K −·− W ·−− L ·−·· X −··− Thank you all for reading my book hope you all are liking it. This book is the opposite of Utopia and if you know the definition of that…. then you will understand this world. Yet remember there will be holes in this story, and to fill those holes you must use your imagination to fill them in. Sometimes in writing less is more, a mystery even.