Apocalypse Magic Novels & Stories

“Sure. Mr. Mysterious is a vampire. Vampires aren’t real... Are they? No. That’s silly. He was in broad daylight all day today. But damn, he’s weird.” Ava spent hours looking for information on the man. She found no trace of whom the Constantine family was behind the scenes, only known to be the most influential tech company in the world. Researching the name of the company, Ava gasped. Apollyon: The angel of the bottomless pit in the Book of Revelation. “Holy shit! Maybe he is a vampire.” Sitting back in her chair, she thought about the possibility. Too many scary references over the past hours had given flight to her overactive imagination, as usual. Her years of curiosity in urban legends

I picked up the journal on the table, turned to a pristine new page, and wrote the first line. [Apocalypse Year One, Day One. Weather: Clear. [I await the fading of crises and chaos, when all things wake to a rebirth.]

James said. Thomas reminded him, “This is the apocalypse for humans, and there’s no way we can survive this era. The heavens wish to annihilate us all. You need to be strong enough to be our savior. In the Apocalypse Age, you should focus only on protecting your family and friends. There’s no need to sacrifice yourself for unrelated people.” Thomas knew how terrifying Curse Magic was. After all, he was tortured with Curse Magic before. James, on the other hand, needed to bear the curse of all humans.

love to them, they kept Corning until when the Secret of their coming came to the notice of Sapara the first father of the old earth, it was strange to him for he was sure, there were no other tribes except his own and where could they had came from, he thought they should be falling angels, so he went to see Eledumare, and there he had, that his guessing was right, the angels had deceived his children, and so he decided to deal with the angels and through the help of eledumare, he used the powder made from a dead angels, and as he was instructed he used the powder, and every living thing died, and when they had all cried, and thought Eledumare had destroyed his enemy alongside his children

Everything the keystone had kept in was finally being released in a violent torrent of mass chaos. The black waves of magic extended across the entire area. The buildings around him began shaking, as if an earthquake had just shaken their foundation. However, when the tendrils of magic fully washed over a building, the windows all shattered. Glass was raining down everywhere, the buildings now starting to crack and break. One that had a little weaker of a support began collapsing, breaking apart into smaller and smaller pieces with the more magic that came towards it. Soon enough Arius would become a danger to the human race. His reach was extending towards the populated premises of the city

The dungeon is shaking by the force wave energy of the magic spell "I, Ewers Dilon will kill the cause of doom! I will kill the Saint and be born as the perfect magician of the Empire! hahahaha" Elise hurriedly went to the side that does not have falling debris. She listened to every word that the crazy magician kept repeating. Elise started to wish A beautiful person, she is already forgotten and now in the deepest part of her memory. "Please, if it's you... Please save us..." Then a loud thud sound of explosion came from the door. A big crack is visible in the darkest alley... A small light spread faster at the dungeon prison. A long blonde shadow appeared and the shining light from the d

It was something her father decided to share, making it look like it was the only way to send secret letters with magic. Depending on the family, the magic they had was different. There was Arcane magic, enchantment magic, summoning magic, holy magic, world magic, demonic magic, and pure magic. While the royal family and the Kristen family used Arcane magic, the Adamantine family used enchantment magic. The church used holy magic, gods used world magic, magical beings used pure magic, and last she heard, the Empire of Illumine specialized in summoning magic and demonic magic.

The Trial Grounds lit up as ancient symbols etched themselves into the marble beneath them. One word echoed through the stones: “Unity.” 9. The Council’s Collapse “You broke the system,” Thorne hissed. “No,” Ava said. “I finished it.” The earth beneath the Council’s feet cracked. Light exploded upward. Magic that had been chained for centuries broke free. Old magic. Eclipsa magic. Flame and moon. Blood and love. The Trial Grounds began to tremble. Ava reached for Rowan—and as their hands clasped, the altar shattered.

The magical foundation itself was deteriorating, not being held in place by anything. "The curse was more than just us," Luna realized. "It wasn't just a magical binding. It was the fundamental structure of the world. And we broke it." "Then we fix it," Vincent said, but Luna could feel his doubt through the bond. As the world began to come apart at its seams, as the war escalated into something that would consume all of reality, Luna understood one final, terrible truth. They'd just started the apocalypse. And there was no going back.

That was also why our security was the best in the whole city. I only found out in my last life that, after the world was hit by the deadly heatwave, a lot of desperate people showed up. In the apocalypse, humanity meant little. Everyone answered only to themselves. But our community was the only one that never got attacked by any looters, all thanks to the top-notch security forces here. It stayed safe until the scientists finally managed to build weather bombs strong enough to fight off the deadly heat, and the heatwave finally ended. Everyone in our community survived.