Apocalyptic Worlds Novels & Stories

He took control before it went sideways. “Go ahead,” Jake replied, his look sharp. “So—yeah. We finally tracked it to an underwater temple off the headland. We followed it, and I think it was trying to bring its brothers into our plane of existence.” “What do you mean, bring his brothers?” Ellie asked. “It can’t do that, can it?” Scott took a deep breath. “There are gates—portals. I destroyed one once. If another opens, we don’t know what comes through.”

The Architect laughed. "Exactly." "She must prove that her vision of freedom is stronger than mine." I stepped forward. "Then let us end this." The Architect raised his hand. The First World shattered into thousands of floating fragments. Each fragment became a battlefield. Different worlds appeared around us. In one, humans and wolves fought. In another, the sky was filled with monsters. In another, civilization had never existed. In another, everyone lived peacefully. The Architect pointed toward them. "Choose one." "No."

The gates began glowing. One after another. Millions of worlds became visible. Earth. Valeris. Elysian. Worlds Aria had never visited. Worlds where humans had wings. Worlds covered in oceans. Worlds where cities floated above clouds. Worlds where nobody had ever discovered fire. Worlds where the sun was black. All of them began shaking. Aria realized what was happening. "It's pulling them together." Gabriel nodded. "The Void is collapsing the boundaries." "What happens if it succeeds?"

He approached Shawn and whisper to his ear, “This is how simple my advice for you, just make sure you don’t die, or else, I will be the one who will kill you whether you’re in hell or heaven.” “W-what do you mean?” his nervousness started to cripple his body. He sighed in frustration, "It seems that I have no choice but to tell you," he walked towards him, "Chaos and destruction are on their way to hunt you so you need to prepare for what's coming. Always remember that you are the key." Shawn shakes his head in disagreement, "I don't understand what you're talking about. You must be mistaken." The man smiled again at him, “You’ll know soon enough, but it’s time for me to go so I’ll see you a

Behind her, Below-Prayer opened wider. Divine names peeled from the little shrines under the freeway and flew into its mouth like moths. The Well Spirit shrieked. The Stove God cursed in three dialects. The system gave me an option so bright it hurt to see. [Total seizure authorized under wartime necessity.] [Targets: all dead contracts, Daniel Hart, minor gods in collapse radius.] [Projected result: Underworld Court rank increase.]

Three years into the apocalypse, my girlfriend, a captain of the Spark Sanctuary, kept me stuck living in the outer quarantine belt for 1,095 days. Every time I dragged my battered body to her with an entry pass in hand, she would put on a conflicted expression. "Shane, you're my boyfriend, so I have to avoid showing favoritism. These spots need to go to the families of fallen soldiers. Just wait a little longer. You don't have special abilities, so you're just regular muscle inside." I bought her excuses completely, turning right back around to risk my life fighting through swarms of infected. It wasn't until the day I accumulated my ninth entry pass, crawling back to find her while bur

She was consumed by questions, by fears, by possibilities. The storm was not natural. The frost was not an accident. It was a weapon. Who would create such a weapon? Who would deploy it? Who would destroy the world, kill billions of people, reduce civilization to rubble? And why? She thought about the apocalypse, about the chaos, about the death. She thought about the survivors, the communities, the bunkers. She thought about Vance, about his empire, about his army. She thought about the Black Sun, about Kane, about his plans.

Auren. Elias. Sol. First Mother. First Daughter. Names of people Emily had never heard. The lost worlds were waking. The Keeper began crying. “I remember them.” Emily looked at him. “Who?” He pointed toward the sky. “All the ones who were never given a choice.” The seven circles began rotating. One by one, they opened. The first revealed a world covered in ash. The second revealed a world made of glass. The third revealed a world swallowed by darkness. The fourth burned red.

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

-God, - Ivan joined his hands in prayer in front of his face, "what will become of the world when all the vampires discover this? -In a word? The apocalypse.