Apocalyptic Hero Novels & Stories

And then, Randell pinned the blame entirely on me. I inhaled deeply as I continued reading the comments on the screen. If I hadn't seen any of these comments and really went after Randell, then the only thing waiting for me would be a lifetime of Randell's meticulously planned revenge. Thank goodness that wasn't the case now. Just as I was about to return to my room, I noticed a red alert on my phone. The alert warned of upcoming torrential rain that might potentially cause natural disasters and advised everybody to stay at home and not venture out anywhere.

"The world outside is terrified, Silas. They see the sky turning violet, and they think it’s the end. We need a 'Hero'. We need an 'Alpha' who can stand on a global stage and tell them that this is the beginning of their godhood." She turned back to him, her eyes burning with a terrifying, ancient greed. "You will be the 'Face' of Architectural Holdings. Lyra will be the 'Icon' of the Shadow. And Kaelen... Kaelen will be the 'Donation' that restarts the human race." "I am not a donation!" Kaelen shrieked, his voice sounding like a thousand glass bells.

he commented. All of them looked at the picture closely. "The first one looks like King Darius and the third one looks like Lord Lucian" upon close examination, yes, what the Lord said is true. They look exactly like them. "So the warrior is Maximilian" Darius concluded. "You cannot imagine the relief I am feeling now. I am not the one who will destroy the world which I saved so many times" Lucifer said with relief. "I still don't understand who the Apocalypse guy is. Why were you so scared of him?" Lucian asked in confusion.

Archfiend Antigonus walked along the coastal road toward the city center, talking to himself. At the time, an SUV was parked on the side of the road, near the intersection where Archfiend Antigonus lived. There were several big men in the car, and their leader had a scar on his brow. They looked indescribably evil. The leader was called Kratos. He had orchestrated the car accident that killed Hackett. Kratos looked at the time and said slowly, "He had not appeared yet. Our plan must have been successful. Let's go have a look."

Also the Holy knights aren’t so great to be very honest, we are just doing our jobs and helping out in any way we can ( Alex responds as he put out his hand and shook General Mulligan) GENERAL MULLIGAN : Oh come on, no need to be so modest. We have heard all about the exploits of the Great Holy knights. You all are great assets to the survival of the human race. ALEXANDER : The Apostles and Disciples are the real heroes taking on the real power houses threatening our existence. We only take out the trash which is basically not a big deal GENERAL MULLIGAN : You are truly a modest man, well then fine I shall try my best to see you as an equal. I should thank you for hearing our call and coming

Her arrows, which had lost strength before reaching the target, had now revealed their true power as a result of the enemy's aura being suppressed. "We have a chance!" Lance roared and charged forward, leading the defence troops and students with him. Eliza also joined, and she was followed by a large number of troops who were obeying her commands. A hero is not something that is created. A hero is one that is born. When the time comes. When a disaster strikes. A hero will rise. It was the way of the world.

When his hands went to my waist I knew that the universe would soon perish. "So." Alexander whispered. Right when I opened my mouth a clearing of a throat had me looking over and going stiff. "I was praying that the warnings that went off were nothing but it seems like I underestimated you." Hector The God of absolute light power's chuckled in a not so friendly way. 4 of Mazayas closest allies were standing by the door way. Hector in the middle with Autumn the Goddess of peaceful manipulation and control on his left and Christopher The God of good fortune on his right. Klaus was off to the side just staring at me.

Alaric stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed. His gaze swept over every pair of fighters with cold precision. When he wasn't speaking, his entire presence radiated the kind of Alpha dominance that made everyone tense on instinct. This was Alaric. The hero of the entire werewolf world. The legendary Alpha who'd risen to godlike status in the Vampire War. Every pack revered him. Every enemy retreated at the sound of his name. But my second look landed on his arm. Alaric wore a long-sleeved training shirt. When he raised his right hand to adjust a warrior's stance, his sleeve shifted slightly, revealing a small patch of skin on the inside of his forearm.

Going head-to-head with him would only end up with both parties wounded, and this might affect my survival rate during the apocalypse. The most important thing to do right now was to use the last of my time to hoard enough water and provisions to get through the heat apocalypse. The only problem I had was finding a hiding place for them. If I headed back to my hometown now, I might die on the way. I thought about this for a while and suddenly had an idea.

Which was probably why Rowan was still alive. "We've been through a lot." Eli laughed softly. "The apocalypse is cheating." "What does that mean?" "It means normal people don't trust each other this quickly." His smile faded slightly. "But nothing about this is normal." The afternoon passed quietly after that. People worked. The compound breathed. Life continued. For a few hours, it almost felt sustainable. Almost. As evening settled across the ridge, Evelyn climbed the tower stairs alone. The sky had darkened beneath thick clouds rolling in from the west.