Apocalyptic Worlds Novels & Stories

“Accountability for what? We stopped the unmaking. We rejected the Want. We gave Agnes to hold this world together.” The presence shimmered, and the fracture widened, revealing glimpses of other worlds—not possibilities, but realities, each one crumbling under the weight of their own choices. A world where Rowan had fallen to vengeance, his blade dripping with blood. A world where Aelira had bowed to the goddess, her eyes empty. A world where Selene had never merged with the Veil, and the realms had burned. A world where Elyra had embraced exile, and the shadows had won.

the Goddess said serenely. I looked at my mother, who seemed lost in deep thought. Suddenly, I felt the scorching heat as the moons drew dangerously close. If they had already neared the Dark Realm, then they must be even closer to the rest of the world, bringing the apocalypse—the end of everything. The entire sky blazed crimson, casting an eerie glow over the land as waves of molten lava surged forward, spreading wider with each passing second. The heat was suffocating, the air thick with the scent of burning ground.

“It will be much like it was at the World’s Fair opening, Evelyn. Simply follow my lead. Can you do that?” Evelyn’s pulse kicked up a notch. Their trip to the World’s Fair had been like visiting an alternate existence. It went beyond simply politely 'familiar'. That had been an imaginary World of Tomorrow where the natural hierarchy and boundaries of wealth and social status had been erased, like the idealized Democracity or the egalitarian Futurama. Where people attracted to one another were free to explore that gift in each other's company without question.

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

When they were about to exit the alley, the guard who had full, pale lips and big, brown, round eyes spoke. “There are three of those creatures -” “Tyronimics, that's what they're called.” “Those tyr - tyronimics. There are three of them. I saw them with their monstrous heads before I came into the chamber to warn you all, and I saw them again, also, when we all ran in here. This is Armageddon, the apocalypse! The world is coming to an end.” With that, he went on his knees in a dramatic way - the centre of attention.

Before Goddess could view Earth or its many parallel worlds, she feels a pang of pain in her chest. Not again. Looking to another universe, Goddess sees Earth get consumed by darkness. Tsk… I need to act faster.

"You see there are three worlds in this dimension. The world of abilities, the world of humans, and the world of monsters. The three worlds are parallel to each other. Thousands of years ago the three worlds were friendly and united, but then he came and ruled the monster army. He broke our vows to never attack another world. He commenced wars against us and your world. He transported the army of monsters to the other two worlds and ordered them raise havoc and chaos." Anne who was talking suddenly became teary. Her eyes full of fear and sorrow and that made Seolurrie mad. Mad at the person who did all of this. The person who was the reason for the deaths of hundreds of thousands people. "Wh

ELIZABETH: The world was blurry when I first opened my eyes. My head throbbed like someone had taken a hammer to it, and a deep, dull ache settled in the base of my skull. I blinked rapidly, trying to force clarity back into my vision. It felt as though the air was thick, suffocating, and the room I was in was dimly lit, with shadows creeping up the walls. My arms felt strangely heavy, and it wasn't until I tried to move them that I realized they were bound. Panic surged through me like ice water in my veins.

She learned where each edible plant came from and how it looked. She definitely learned which criminal gang was entrenched where. She even learned forty eight numerical codes for most satellites in the world. notice that it’s the satellites in the world, not satellites belonging to the country! Then, she imagined how her life would differ with all this information in her hands. It’s her coping mechanism. In the apocalypse, everyone has one. Life is too hard otherwise! She woke up the next morning, ate a luxurious breakfast before leaving for work. Unlike other people, she knew there’s no need to save for yester-years.

Flying up, I look through the opening and stifle a cry when I see dead bodies littering the bloody ground. I think about what I can do to stop the destruction around me, but all I can do is repeat the apocalyptic prophecies that we’ve read. Humanity's sacrifice shall be its champion. Should love and goodness prevail, the world will be saved. Should death and greed succeed, the end shall be a new beginning filled with death, subjugation, and destruction.