Back To Survive In The Frozen Apocalypse の小説・ストーリー

His consciousness scattered across dimensions he could no longer navigate. He was gone. The sanctuary fell completely silent. The seventeen enslaved Starborn were scattered across the chamber, consciousness manifesting in partial forms that Elara and the Council were still attempting to stabilize. Ash was barely standing, his physical form barely holding together without mate bond support. Kade was bleeding from multiple locations where consolidation backlash had caught him. The entire sanctuary was damaged from the energy discharge of consolidation network collapse. But everyone was alive. The seventeen who'd been enslaved were alive. Ash was alive.

No real breathing room for anything else. But when we finally crested that jagged, frozen ridge, staring down at the Great Glacier, the political animosity just… vanished. "Moon Goddess protect us," Caleb murmured, his heavy dark-brown wolf shape shifting awkwardly, like the deep snow was personally rude to him. Out past everything, stretching across the horizon of the frozen wasteland, was the apocalypse.

Val questioned, stepping forward to exchange a brief, affectionate shoulder press with his genetic brother. "Affirmative," Lucas responded, his loyal blue eyes crinkling with deep contentment as he released Mariana's hand to help Tyler organize the beach equipment. "An operational failure on the main highway grid forced our vehicle to execute a massive directional bypass near the Miami Ice Dome territory." "My internal wolf was seconds away from executing a high-velocity sprint down the breakdown lane," Mariana interjected with her characteristic bold energy, throwing her arms around Val's neck for a tight, protective embrace. "But your brother managed to keep my systems fully calibrated. No

"Were you the one who changed the name of the game? The system did say that everyone had administrative rights before it was revoked." "You knew from the start that it wasn't going to be a plant apocalypse, didn't you? That's why you tricked us into choosing the wrong safehouses and skills!" "How are you still alive when you don't have any food or resources? You must be cheating!" Someone tagged the system and exclaimed, "I want to report Molly for cheating! I want to choose a new safehouse and skill!" I calmly replied to two of the messages. "The skill that I chose is reverse photosynthesis. I can survive as long as there are water particles in the air. I don't need food or water.

But it was the last place with survivors still standing. Ara had lived here her whole life. She knew every back alley, every shortcut, every building the zombies had not yet claimed. That knowledge was the only thing keeping her alive most days. Just as they thought they had managed to escape the zombies, a new set of zombies came rushing out from another street with force, running towards them. Once more, they ran. Ara, exhausted, starving, and injured, kept forcing herself forward because Ryan was waiting for her at their hideout. A heavy backpack filled with food, medicine, weapons, and supplies bounces painfully against her back while a fresh zombie bite burns beneath her sleeve. She kno

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

】 【Luca’s Love Score has reached 100%. 【Mission complete.】 【You may now return to your real world and survive.】

She definitely wanted something from him, so she won't abandon him. They both found an overturned car and hid behind it. Watching as zombies wandered around, some had their intestines falling out of their stomach. Some had missing limbs or eyes. Adrian frowned. Could the Government really take care of this? How long would it take? The makeup artist forced her eyes close, burying her head in her arms, as she prayed for Lila to come back quickly. She didn't want to be eaten! Lila got to the car, and seeing no one around she quickly moved it into her house. Then she took a backpack and put a few bottles of water and snacks in it.

The abnormal weather had killed many survivors. In my past life, I'd only arrived at a safe zone five months after the zombie outbreak. There'd been elite soldiers and over a hundred thousand survivors there. Over a hundred of these safe zones were scattered across the country, significantly contributing to mankind's survival. "Why aren't we leaving now since the safe zones have already been set up?" Mom asked me. I looked at the snow outside. "It's highly likely we'll freeze to death in this weather if our car breaks down." …

" A surge of warmth spread through my body, and I could feel my muscles rippling with power. I clenched my fist and threw a quick punch that cut through the air with a sharp gust of wind. Perfect. The first night of the apocalypse was off to a peaceful start, but I couldn't let my guard down because something even more terrifying would come after the freezing doomsday—the zombie outbreak. People who froze to death on the side of the road would soon stand back up with twisted limbs and bite anything they saw. Garrett's family was surprisingly lucky. They managed to ditch the car and retreat to their high-end apartment complex, but the water, power, and gas were cut. All that fancy interior de