Apocalipsis Novels & Stories

Christian suddenly came to a realization and said, “Yes, yes, yes! It's called the Apocalyptic Book! The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book sounded strange to me at first. I thought it was a classic book, but your dad said it was the key to opening another world. I always thought he was a bit crazy…” Charlie couldn't help but mumble, “The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book… What does the ‘preface’ mean...?” Christian casually said, “It’s the preface to the Apocalyptic Book!” Charlie had a horrified expression, and waves of shock rose in his heart. He couldn't help but think to himself, ‘The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book? Does that mean the book my dad got was the preface to the Apocalyptic Book?

she continued, “there’s this sound. Not thundering, something far worse. Like the sky is breaking. People start screaming. Some run, others freeze. Buildings begin to shake, then topple. Now you’re caught in the middle of chaos. You can’t find shelter. The earth shakes beneath your feet, lightning splits the sky, and the sun and the moon both go dark. You can’t even remember the last time you saw real sunlight. The world feels like it’s ending.” A long silence. Calvin’s breathing was slower now, measured. Finally, he opened his eyes. “Do you believe in the apocalypse?”

It was beyond their knowledge. Clearing his throat, Zadicus began to say, telling them. “Tales of Grievances, Page 1, Dimension of Katastrofi is an imitation of inferno. It was a devilishly long path, an abyss. Unspeakable blasphemy resides there, no human should extend their steps towards a portion of His World. Return. Return. Return.” Tristan and Huzefa eyes widened in appall, not expecting Zadicus would have known about this. What he read about decades ago was now before him.

Henry*** The sky bled fire—crimson tendrils streaking across the heavens like the last breath of a dying god. Smoke coiled in black spirals, choking out the stars, and in the glow of that apocalyptic dawn, the world trembled. Buildings burned like paper. Trees split open, screaming with sap and flame. It was as if the sky itself had turned traitor—spilling fury upon a land already drowning in sorrow.

Serena’s POV The Level 100 System Enforcer’s halberd descended, a curtain of dark spatial fire tearing through the cathedral's stone pillars like paper. [WARNING: INSTANT ERASURE IMMINENT] [DESTROY THE RIFT AND ESCAPE NOW] / [STAND AND DIE] Destroy the rift now, and the apocalypse hits Earth twenty eight days early. "Neither," I hissed through gritted teeth. I didn't press either prompt. Instead, I activated my newly acquired short range blink.

Before Christy could make out more, a twisted shape lunged from between two parked vehicles and disappeared with the struggling figure into the darkness. Christy clapped a hand over her mouth. She stumbled away from the window, her stomach churning. Farther away, flashes of light illuminated the darkness, followed by bursts of gunfire. Someone was fighting back.But for how long? Christy’s heart pounded painfully against her ribs. She had known the apocalypse was coming, but seeing the destruction with her own eyes made everything feel horribly real. The world was already falling apart. A system notification appeared before her. [APOCALYPSE PROGRESSION: 25%]

-God, - Ivan joined his hands in prayer in front of his face, "what will become of the world when all the vampires discover this? -In a word? The apocalypse.

** **COLLAPSE WARNING LEVEL: RED. **TIME REMAINING: 60 DAYS.** **WINDOW RECALCULATED — BASIS: RESTRICTED.** The countdown hadn’t changed. I closed the report and thought about the work still ahead. Food, medicine, storage, transportation, and access controls all depended on accurate information. I couldn’t promise that every problem would be solved before the Collapse, but I could make sure nobody mistook an assumption for a verified fact. Before I left, Reyes confirmed that the original documentation for the unexplained entry had been requested. The review would continue.

It was four years of repressed rage, four years of quiet submission, and the sheer agony of a horrific death, all bleeding out of me at once. When my lungs finally emptied, I gasped for air, a breathy, triumphant laugh bubbling up in my chest. I felt lighter. Whole and fulfilled. I tapped my chest, feeling the quiet, invisible pulse of the dimensional storage space residing within my mind. Thousands of dollars worth of grain, meat, tools, and purified water were resting silently in that white void. It’s still not enough, I thought, my eyes narrowing. The apocalypse lasts longer than a few months. But food means nothing without walls.

And something about that tiny breath made me look up, "I forgot." Vincenzo stared at Raphael and Raphael stared back. I nearly dropped my fork because Raphael Capone forgetting something was like the sun forgetting to rise. Dante looked between them, then pointed at Raphael, "Wait. You forgot?" Raphael's jaw tightened. Dante looked genuinely fascinated, "You?" Nobody answered him. Dante slowly looked around the table, "Oh my fucking God. The apocalypse is finally happening." Across from him, Adriano slapped the table, "I knew it."