Apocalypse Savior Novels & Stories

After I was done, I quickly returned to my hostel to open up my box of bottled water. This was the big surprise I prepared for everyone. I wanted to see if they could survive the apocalypse with whatever was in the box, which was more than twenty bottles of hot sauce.

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

After hearing the leader's command, they immediately charged toward Lucas. Fanny looked at the four elders, who were charging in, terrified, and quickly looked at Lucas, only to realize that his face remained composed as if he did not see anything. "Come out, Apocalyptic Legion." Lucas unleashed the Apocalyptic Legion from System Space. Roar! The 10 Earth King Ranked Zombies of Apocalyptic Legion appeared before Lucas. The four elders of Aqua Nimbus Organization saw the Apocalyptic Legion appear and had their footsteps come to a halt. Their faces were all plastered with astonishment because they could not understand how the Apocalyptic Legion showed up.

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.

Howard explained, outlining the precarious situation. "We cannot agree more with that," the Minister of Defense chimed in supportively. "The Dark King must die for this world to survive an impending apocalypse," Howard stated gravely, his tone unwaveringly serious. The President's face registered shock, and he exchanged bewildered glances with the ministers. They struggled to comprehend what they had just heard. "Can you clarify what you mean?" the President asked, his thoughts spiraling. 'An apocalypse? What fantastical narrative is this?'

“You will serve me now, guardian. Your power will be mine, your strength bent to my will.” The guardian stood its ground, defiance burning in its eyes. “I will never serve you,” it said, its voice strong and clear. “I am a protector of Silverwood, sworn to defend its people.” The figure laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that echoed through the forest. “You have no choice,” it hissed, raising the key. “The power of the Apocalypse Key is absolute. You will bend, or you will break.” And then, with a sudden, blinding flash, the key’s dark energy surged forward, engulfing the guardian.

In unison, the crowd chanted, “Our Queen, our Savior.” My eyes bulged at the word ‘Savior.’ Amelia’s words from her journal repeating in my mind. It is prophesied that this Savior is a Queen of sorts, sent by the Moon Goddess herself to reclaim power from evil. Upon their 18th birthday they will possess the gifts of death and destruction.’ “Everyone please rise.” The crowd listened. “All Alphas please come forward. For everyone else, please make yourself comfortable. I will be sure to make sure all of you get some food and something to drink.” My eyes met Melissa’s who nodded in understanding.

he added with a smirk. I scoffed and playfully hit his chest. "Thank you, for everything you're doing for me, Tyberias" "You don't need to thank me, I like helping you. I'm taking complete care of you now." I said and lightly kissed my forehead. We were interrupted by a loud bang. All of a sudden the elevator doors were forced apart and men in suits stood with their guns pointing at us. I recognised Adrian as one of them. "What the fùck is wrong with you?" Tyberias asked.

The apartment is cheap, so staying here for a few days to relax is a good choice. We are randomly conversing about our lives. When I got choked up on my food, I saw the man I had sex with last night was on TV. He was standing outside of a white and light shade of blue building, wearing his usual tight-fitting suit; his chocolatey-brown eyes were covered by black goggles, doing injustice to the world who couldn’t see that those eyes were drowning in lust last night. Fuck! Is created by God or a demon. I haven’t met a man whose aura screams dominance, power, and ascendancy, like he owns this world and we are just slaves to please him.

Earlier tonight, after I’d saved the little girl, she had returned with two men who unlocked the storage room and pulled me out. Japheth Williams and Seth Williams, the two famous brothers of Williams Film Productions, had stood before me as I struggled to get up. The little girl I had saved happened to be their family. Everyone in the city knew Japheth Williams was disabled, but I couldn’t tell which of the brothers had stood before me. They kept their identities hidden so carefully that only their names were known. “I saved Angel because she was an adorable girl I couldn’t ignore,” I remembered telling them when they asked what reward I wanted.