Apocalypse Mynoghra Novels & Stories

After returning to Camp Arthor, I settled all of Sasha's paperwork and placed her at the hospital while Leo stayed by my side and followed me around. "You know that you don't have to keep following me around, don't you? I'm just a regular researcher now," I said with a sigh. After arriving at this base camp, the water crisis had been temporarily resolved for now. But there was an even greater challenge on the way, and it required more attention. Every researcher was desperately trying to find a way to end the apocalypse.

Meph follows the sound by instinct, only to notice his new tattoo — the black little snake around his wrist — is glowing red, projecting a hologram of a game panel right above its little snake head, one that moves along with his movements. The panel looks like an old fashioned computer screen. Lines of green words over a pitch black background. Ugly as hell. There is really no need for the angels to localize the trial to the first glimpse they took on the human civilization. Such a weird combination of magic and ancient computer tech is like seeing a tissue section of the failed civilization that ran itself into extinction. Lines of words fly up on the screen, pushing the previous line up as

The darkness around him writhed violently like chains. The first Moon-born stared at the abyss in terror. “It’s waking up completely…” Cassian gripped his moonsteel blade tighter. “How do we kill it?” The woman laughed bitterly. “You don’t.” The golden eye blinked again. And suddenly, memories slammed into Lira’s mind. Civilizations collapsing. Worlds consumed. Entire kingdoms erased from existence. Not by the King. By the Abyss. The hunger had never been the apocalypse. It had been a prison. Lira gasped sharply and stumbled.

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

Estelle revealed a joyous expression. "Well?" Nicholas was a little surprised. He looked at Lucas and asked, "Lucas, they are...?" Nicholas was naturally referring to the Apocalyptic Legion. "The Apocalyptic Legion is all made up of Rank 3 Ultimate King Ranked Realm zombies," Lucas said slowly and indifferently. "What?" As soon as the finished his words, Nicholas and Estelle were both shocked, opening their eyes wide. "Senior, is... is what you said true?" Estelle swallowed her saliva and looked at Lucas in horror.

“I don’t any Nicolette, but your voice spoke to me while I slept all this time—if You give me the blood of valiant warriors, destruction and chaos, I will make you the most powerful man of all time.” She approaches the man covered only by a robe and looks him straight in the eye. “You can trust Apocalypse; my name means only one thing and that is what your heart craves.” Silver smiles in satisfaction and begins to laugh while his underlings still stare at the woman. “So be it, I’ve been waiting for nothing else for three millennia my dear Apocalypse, welcome to your realm of death—HAHAA!” Silver’s demonic smile echoed in the whole castle. Will the darkness swallow the light? Can fate ever ch

He takes me into his arms, “Shhh it’s alright. Wanting to see the best in people is not a bad quality Noelle. It just means the world we live in now is wrong in so many ways. Besides, the fight is far from over yet.” He gives me a soft kiss on my forehead, and we go stand at the wall to look at what is going to happen. The darkness slowly clears, and we can see Hades opening up some kind of por-tal. I am assuming he could only open this portal with my powers. As the portal grows big-ger the grounds start to shake. 4 men on horses slowly appear through the portal and I know immediately it is pestilence, war, famine, and death. Hades has brought the apocalypse by opening a portal to the deepes

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Aphrodite hovered nearby, barefoot despite the falling debris, her body luminous, lips painted like the fires above, hair drifting in the currents like it obeyed a gravity all its own. “You should’ve stayed dead,” Vaethea hissed, dodging a wave of molten light that liquefied a drone midair. Sparks showered like raindrops on cracked asphalt. “And you should’ve stayed kind,” Aphrodite replied softly, cruelly, flicking her fingers and watching a whole office tower crumble into granular dust that scattered like sand in the wind. The streets below were a chaos of collapse. Civilians ran, some trapped beneath overturned vehicles, others screaming into digital voids as their comms failed, signals l

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