Apocalyptic World Novels & Stories

I began to read and to train my body. Immersed in the ocean of knowledge, my heart grew fuller and calmer than it had ever been. A strong, healthy body was the greatest asset for enduring this long apocalypse. Occasionally, I would access the global surveillance network to glimpse the world being scorched by heatwaves. The traces of civilization were being erased at breathtaking speed. Skyscrapers grew brittle and collapsed under the relentless heat. Forests turned to scorched earth. The oceans evaporated, revealing jagged seabeds and countless skeletal remains of once-living creatures.

"Oh, no, we don't need threats, blackmail is a horrible way to deal, bribery is much better." "And how do you plan to convince me?" "You'll like it, you already know that the Twilight of the Gods is coming, right? Lust has fully awakened, making us the last. Do you understand what that means?" A new silence settled. In this darkness, Midgard's eyes closed and her lips trembled. "... When?" "In less than a year, in a few months, the first wave will hit. This is the time that remains before the rifts lead the apocalypse into this world. This is the time that you have left to take our body, Before..."

And how many more will die and wash back down to my womb, for this deathless mother to grieve? {No more. This time of half-hearted peace is at its end. From the ashes, a new dawn shall rise. A perfectly logical new world; infinitely smaller, more primal and more desperate. Abaddon shall be released from bondage and lay waste to man’s cities. The cleansing fire of pestilence shall harvest the mortals to near extinction. Only then can possibilities be granted exclusively to those who deserve them.} If the Fate Weaver has her way there’ll be no world left to go back to. I’m sprinting by the cafe towards the fateful backstreet. Just a little bit more…

"Agree, and I'll leave you alone. Disagree, and I'll keep cutting your face every ten minutes until you do." Gwyneth watched Liana, who seemed totally mad. "You do realize Asher's about to go bankrupt, right? Is it really worth losing your sanity over a guy who's about to crash?" "How could he be going bankrupt?" Liana stared at Gwyneth, disbelief in her eyes. "Are you lying to me?" Gwyneth scoffed. "Go ahead and look it up online."

She was born in a world where humans developed abilities after a cataclysmic incident known as the apocalypse. A wave of miasma fell over Earth and covered it with deadly miasma. Most of the population was killed, while the ones that remained were mutated, gaining super abilities. The animals of the world mutated as well, becoming rampaging beasts that filled the world with destruction, humanity was at peril… or well, it was, as such an event happened dozens of years in the past.

Ancients send their own people to 'nudge' the civilization in the right direction, the direction decided for them by the Ancients. World leaders, artists, people in different levels of power, all of them are sent to these worlds by the Ancients, to slowly get you ready for the end. For example, almost all of the monsters and demons that were portrayed in your "movies" are actual creatures and races found everywhere in the universe. The myths and legends foretold in your stories and scriptures are all real as well. Everything that you saw and experienced in your old world was chosen by the Ancients. Even clothing, languages etc were all picked out for you," she said with a serious face. She

the ground shook, cracked, and crumbled as its essences were sucked out into a ball of light that suddenly appeared in front of Maru. Even the open hot skies turned dark as if the gallows were forcefully uprooted to shatter the foundation above the vaults of heavens. Tornadoes rampaged wantonly out of nothing and the incessant quakes of the earth rumbled to roar on every ear that can hear. But this apocalyptic scenario hasn't decimated the continent of Qeeton but beleaguered the rest of the world instead. "WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" "ALMIGHTY CELESTIAL! PLEASE SAVE US!"

in this kind of city. Being amazed by what I saw, I didn't realize how this is not the time for me to be amazed about such things. That this kind of thing can kill a human in an instant. Yes, indeed, it was a terrible disaster. For sure, it would be a threat for me, no, not just me, but also for this whole world where people are all living in peace. Little did I know that this kind of thing isn't the whole scenery, but just a glimpse of a gigantic disaster that is yet to come.

A fresh, deafening chorus of monstrous shrieks joined the screams of the dying town, creating a cacophony of the damned that vibrated in the bedrock of the earth itself. This was the end. There was no coming back from the threshold I had just been dragged across. The world was ending, and I was bleeding out at its horrific epicenter. My eyelids grew heavy. The frantic flutter of my pulse against the encroaching darkness beat one final time in my throat... twice... then stilled entirely. The searing pain, the suffocating fear, the apocalyptic chaos—all of it receded into the distance, falling away into a vast nothingness.

There was a letter on his desk. If he hadn't been a firm non-believer, he might have screamed on the spot. When he opened it and read the contents, a chill ran down his spine. Then, just as quickly, he let out a short laugh. Another one. People claiming the world was ending, disasters piling up, society collapsing, everyone doomed… They saw all kinds of things here. Some confessed the moment the handcuffs went on. Others came in rambling about supernatural powers, claiming they could speak to gods. All they needed was 50 pounds of oil and grain as an offering, and on New Year's Eve, the gods would send down an ark and give them a ticket off this planet.