Apocalipsis Novels & Stories

"Like a prophecy book?" "Kind of," I said. "In my world, your world is a novel called 'Alice in Apocalypse Land'. I was reading Chapter 89 on the subway when lightning hit me and I woke up in the alley where Kai found me." I expected them to laugh or call me crazy. No one laughed. In the apocalypse, crazy is normal. A girl falling from another world is less crazy than a virus that makes people mimic voices. "So you know what happens next?" the nurse asked.

“What are you talking about?” Clara’s lips curled into a strange smile. “Why bother? The world is ending soon anyway.” They had been reborn too? I was shocked, but I quickly masked it with a cold smile. “Nonsense! Anyway, I sincerely wish you two the best. I hope you and Ethan stay together forever.” Because when the apocalypse hits, it will be so much easier to destroy you both together. “Hey! What’s going on here?” A booming, authoritative voice rang out from the front entrance of the restaurant. A tall, broad-shouldered young man in a dark suede jacket walked in, flanked by two imposing security guards from the shopping center.

Elena listened quietly. “Even Umbreal…” Hera continued, her voice growing lower, “or the King of the Underworld whose name must never be spoken… cannot track or enter this place.” Elena’s eyes widened slightly. “Because if this mountain were ever corrupted…” Hera said softly, “then the world itself would rot and die.” “Humans and wolves alike know that ending by a single name.” “The apocalypse.” The atmosphere turned strangely solemn for a moment. Elena slowly turned toward Moon Seer Hera, who still looked calm as she spoke, as though discussing something completely natural.

Three years into the apocalypse, my girlfriend, a captain of the Spark Sanctuary, kept me stuck living in the outer quarantine belt for 1,095 days. Every time I dragged my battered body to her with an entry pass in hand, she would put on a conflicted expression. "Shane, you're my boyfriend, so I have to avoid showing favoritism. These spots need to go to the families of fallen soldiers. Just wait a little longer. You don't have special abilities, so you're just regular muscle inside." I bought her excuses completely, turning right back around to risk my life fighting through swarms of infected. It wasn't until the day I accumulated my ninth entry pass, crawling back to find her while bur

“No. You don’t.” Her expression became serious. “At midnight, the first barrier will collapse.” “What barrier?” “The one separating your world from everything you have already destroyed.” My stomach tightened. “What does that mean?” “You thought the apocalypse was fire, death, and destruction.” She leaned closer to the camera. “That was only the symptom.” Marcus stepped beside me. “What happens when the barrier collapses?” The woman looked directly at him. “You happen.” Marcus frowned. “What?” “You are the anchor.” I looked at him.

Especially not after what they had seen. Clara sat opposite him, deep in thoughts. The room was dark, the only illumination coming from the dim glow of the television, which continued broadcasting updates about the outbreak. She checked her system. [3 days until the Apocalypse.] She closed the interface, sighing to herself. “Something bothering you?” Benjamin's voice made her look up. She shook her head. "I've just been thinking about what happened today." “A lot has happened today,” he said, chuckling to himself.

Seventeen years had passed. Luna can be seen running after her pet, Apophis. Her long, black hair shines under the light of the sun, thanks to her silver streaks. "Got you! Please don't run away every bath time, Apo." she hugged the being in her chest and went to the back of their house for the bath. Apophis is a mutation between a pig and a dog. After what people call the "Omega" or the end of the world, governments tried to save living things on land. This includes mutations in animals and plants to try to repopulate the world. Apophis is one of them.

It was like staring into the abyss, and the abyss was staring back. The others—Kael, and Sophia—were somewhere behind us, but I couldn’t focus on them. All I could see was the deity, towering over us, a force of nature that was growing stronger with every second. Its presence was like a storm, unraveling the world around it. The tomb wasn’t just collapsing; the very earth seemed to quake in response to the deity’s awakening.

### AUTHOR’S POV Claire thrust the pole toward its face. The infected caught the metal with both hands and yanked. The pole tore from her grasp. She stumbled backward, nearly losing her footing as the bridge rocked. "Claire!" Ethan screamed. She caught the railing with one hand. The infected advanced, dragging the pole behind it. Claire scrambled to her feet and ran. Behind her, the worker's boots struck the concrete in rapid, uneven beats. The bridge shuddered again. A support panel cracked.

"Finis appropinquat. Venimus. Communitas supernaturarum transgressorum." 'The end is near. We are coming. Community of the rogue supernaturals'. Fuck me!