Apocalypse Iii Novels & Stories

We moved to the second node. The journey was harder. The fighting was fiercer. But we reached it. We destroyed it. The infected around us fell. The Apex's connection weakened further. "One more," I said. The third node was heavily guarded. The Apex knew what we were doing. "Adrian—" "I know." We fought. We killed. We survived. We reached the third node. I destroyed it. The infected around us fell. The Apex's connection was severed. I felt it. The Apex was isolated.

"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!"

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

Host Eva has demonstrated absolute control over her territory, eliminated all internal threats, and established a dominant hierarchy over local survivors. The text blinked twice, the blue light turning into a warm, golden color that made the skin on my arms feel hot and alive. [System Announcement: Volume 1 Complete. Host Eva has established a solid foothold in the apocalypse. Preparing to unlock Volume 2 Global Map Expansion in twenty-four hours. Sleep well, Host.]

A final, grand feast to mark the completion of our preparations, to reassure Lucien's men that their families were safe, and to celebrate the fact that we were ready for whatever came next. ​Down below, Daniel was helping direct the family escorts, looking completely composed despite the wild night we’d shared, while Lucien stood near the perimeter wall, his massive frame radiating an absolute, unyielding presence that put everyone at ease. ​The sky above was already beginning to darken with the heavy, strange atmospheric pressure that signaled the end of the old world and I looked at the timer ticking down in my system interface. ​The apocalypse was officially coming tomorrow—and we were co

"Winston, don't think too much. Aryanna stole all the supplies and fled. She is not worthy." Winston laughed mockingly, "Nothing big deal. "Take a note, this person passed away about three years ago! "OK, let's call it a day. Vivian is waiting for me at home for dinner."

And tucked against my chest, warm and steady, my son is narrating the apocalypse. “The Rage has breached the third defensive construct,” Confluence says thoughtfully. “Madness favors illusion over reinforcement. It’s a flawed strategy against something so direct.” “You’ve been alive less than an hour,” Alistair growls. “I’ve been aware far longer,” my son replies. We crest a rocky incline, joining the stream of refugees fleeing in the opposite direction of whatever cosmic horror now tears at the world behind us. Wolves. Humans. Children. Some barefoot. Some bleeding. All terrified.

I asked curiously, "What about Lori? What would become of her in her next life?" "Lori Levaine owes you too much. She will become a dog and quietly watch over you in your next lives." With that, the ruler of the nether world waved his hand, and I was sent into the cycle of reincarnation.

Charlie nodded firmly and said, "I believe the Preface of the Apocalyptic Book is like a Pandora's box. Once it's opened by someone who meets the criteria, everything starts to be subtly influenced by it. From there, events unfold like a series of dominoes, being triggered one after another in a preordained direction." He then added, "It's possible that both the Preface and the Apocalyptic Book are part of a larger domino setup created by someone. However, ordinary people wouldn't be able to set this in motion. Only when someone with a Dragon Fate triggers the Preface of the Apocalyptic Book can the chain reaction naturally progress to its later stages." Vera frowned and murmured, "The autho

When they were about to exit the alley, the guard who had full, pale lips and big, brown, round eyes spoke. “There are three of those creatures -” “Tyronimics, that's what they're called.” “Those tyr - tyronimics. There are three of them. I saw them with their monstrous heads before I came into the chamber to warn you all, and I saw them again, also, when we all ran in here. This is Armageddon, the apocalypse! The world is coming to an end.” With that, he went on his knees in a dramatic way - the centre of attention.