Apocalypse Mynoghra Novels & Stories

He gently caressed her cheek with his palm and she swatted him away like an annoying fly still glaring waiting for his answer. "A demon Ally and next to Lucifer you’re THE demon. Your fate is to be the queen of darkness here on this plain, as is it mine to be your King." Drake had never felt so proud and the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. " Queen. Apocalypse. Yours. I don’t think so. Why would I want to help bring about the apocalypse? My father might be a demon, but my mother was human. Part of me is still human. So don't sit there and start with this fate crap because I make my own fate. I refuse to believe that this is the only way." She said it with full hearted conv

DING. [Time limit reached. Total value exceeds $50,000. Storage Space unlocked: 300 cubic meters.] Ivy rested a hand over her belly, her voice soft but steady. "And now?" [Apocalypse countdown: 15 days. Evacuate and establish a safe house.}

I never thought I needed to. But today, I couldn't help myself. "Hey." I cleared my throat and stared at the dirty carpet, still stained from my mom's bloody vomit from so long ago. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "I know...I know we're done. I-I'm not calling because of anything like that. I...I just wanted to hear your voice. My uh...my mom killed herself and...I didn't even know. I thought...I though she was asleep. I...' I squeeze my eyes shut and feel the tears run down my face.

But the laughter didn't last. That very night, the neighborhood erupted with the first scream of the apocalypse.

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.

"Max, talk to me," "The pounding," is all he says, and I understand. The pounding gets more robust, and I scream out as Max howls. It bust like a damn as memories start to play like a movie. They flood my vision. As the memories unroll for me, I feel my body shifting back and darkness taking me.

the Goddess said serenely. I looked at my mother, who seemed lost in deep thought. Suddenly, I felt the scorching heat as the moons drew dangerously close. If they had already neared the Dark Realm, then they must be even closer to the rest of the world, bringing the apocalypse—the end of everything. The entire sky blazed crimson, casting an eerie glow over the land as waves of molten lava surged forward, spreading wider with each passing second. The heat was suffocating, the air thick with the scent of burning ground.

I spun around, eyes burning red as I glared at them and aired my grievances. "Do you really think an apology can erase all the pain I've suffered all these years? "I'm the one who was wronged! But all my life, Jocelyn's been soaking up all of Mom and Dad's love. "I'm the one you all ignored, the one Felix betrayed! What makes you think a hollow apology will make me forgive everything? "I've spent years drowning in misery in the Lawson family. Why should I happily follow you home just because you're offering an apology?"

“Not yet. He’s fighting… Somehow, he is fighting.” Bishop stepped forward, pale under the electric storm, his arrogance cracking. “You fools don’t understand! He’s beyond control. Azrael’s seed—it’s the apocalypse in a body!” Vex’s face twisted into something dark, a smile with no humour. “Then why aren’t we celebrating?” Because, I realised with icy clarity, that victory was impossible. Luca’s energy surged outward, consuming cars, tearing buildings, and ripping chunks of asphalt into the air. The Serpents we had seen arriving moments before were obliterated by mere proximity.

Still, when I looked at the horizon — at the storm clouds gathering again, black and heavy with death — I knew I couldn’t afford to stay weak. Ten days. That’s all I had. Ten days before the apocalypse hit full force. If Verdant Pulse was the weapon I needed to tip the balance… then I’d learn to wield it, no matter the cost. Even if it meant losing a part of who I used to be. ⸻ The Sanctuary thrummed quietly in the back of my mind as I stared at the gray sky. The world was still asleep, unaware of what was coming. But I wasn’t. I had seen it.