Apocalipsis Novels & Stories

"The one Marcus's journal mentioned. Die and both worlds collapse." "Yes. Mutual destruction." I pulled up another image, a diagram carved into the stone showing two circles overlapping, then shattering into fragments. "The prophecy describes it as 'the unraveling.' When the Cycle-born dies during the merger attempt, the energy Lycaon has gathered doesn't dissipate. It tears through both realities like a wildfire through dry grass. The human world and the supernatural world collapse into each other catastrophically. Imagine earthquakes that split continents, storms that drown nations, reality itself coming apart at the seams."

He couldn't read any of it. He could see the light and the flames and the impossible things happening to people's bodies. But whatever they were reading stayed out of his sight. A voice rolled through the building. It didn't come from any speaker. It seemed to sit inside the walls, the floor, and the bones of everyone who heard it. WORLD INITIALIZATION COMPLETE. HUMAN AWAKENING HAS BEGUN. SURVIVAL CONDITIONS HAVE CHANGED. A pause. ADAPT. The windows blew inward.

A small green dot floated around, similar to a snowflake. Yanlong's heart chilled. A cold shiver ran through her back. Apocalypse is here a whole eight hours early. How much could this butterfly change? one can only guess. Worse, she was trapped in a bathroom with shower running. She lost her consciousness even as she thought 'I have to sit down'. A thud sounded from the bathroom. The shower is still running. One green snowflake turned to two, two turned to four, soon, It is like a green snow storm out there. Only, not a single person is awake to witness it.

"That means he holds a secret he cannot allow anyone to discover. And whatever that secret is, Hailey and Keegan must have stumbled onto it." A sharp light flashed in his eyes. He struck the desk with his palm. "What is the greatest secret in the apocalypse? Resources." He leaned forward. "The massive shipment missing from Volmart… It's in his hands. And he is hiding it with some kind of spatial ability!"

SOME MISTAKES ARE DEADLY... Meet Eva, the creator of the mutants. Or should I say, the Mother of Mutants? After accidentally triggering a mutation that plunged the world into an apocalypse, Eva kept her identity as the mastermind behind humanity's destruction a secret. Living among other survivors, she became their saviour, earning their trust and love while desperately trying to undo the very mistake she had made. But secrets never stay buried forever. What happens when Eva's true identity is finally exposed? What happens when the woman everyone sees as their saviour turns out to be the very reason their world was destroyed? And worse, what happens when she realizes that some mistakes

Handwriting from twelve years ago — the strokes heavier than they were now, the flourishes drawn wide and loose, like someone who wasn't afraid of wasting paper. I turned to page twelve. A layout diagram of the bunker. Seven bunks, one incubation unit, the storeroom at the end of the hallway, the concrete-sealed door nearly two feet thick. In the bottom right corner of the diagram, a note in my own handwriting: "The apocalypse has to feel real. Push the heat up, make the water filthy — let the audience practically smell it. Rotate the insiders every season, keep one genuinely unwitting participant — protects the ratings." After "genuinely unwitting," there was a note in parentheses. Just one

The horror in my chest tightened, but I couldn’t look away from the altar. Atop the altar was a human skull, its surface marked with strange, precise letters. They formed a perfect square shape on the top of the skull, a palindromic Sator square. The letters were deeply etched into the bones, forming the Latin phrase Sator Arepo Tenet Opera Rotas. I stared at it, horror filling my veins. Nowhere in the books I had read did it mention anything like this during a summoning exam. My heart constricted with the terrifying weight of my mistake.

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.