Bl Apocalypse Novels & Stories

"As long as you’re happy, I’m happy. Now tell me about your mother. Did I hear right when you said you Shinee made all this up to get your Assassin’s? How did he get away with that?” "Well, I’m not sure if that was his true intention, but whatever it was, I’m hoping he will lose interest in me when he finds out I’m no longer Alpha. And he is a born manipulator. I’m not surprised he tricked us all," Thoran says. I hope I never see those lavender eyes again. "Your mother seems so lovely. On the other hand, my mother is still brainwashed," I tell him, wishing I could sink my head right into the pillow.

"Chairman Agustin, thank you for accepting me...if you insist then I think it is time to call you...dad! I promise you that I will forever love your daughter and that will never change until the end of my life..." "I know that very well, Imman. Thank you too for accepting my apology. I know I have been an asshole all my life and I have hurt my daughter but now I want to change for the better. Thank you for giving me the chance to do so. Your birthday is next week right? What are your plans? Do you want to celebrate it with my daughter and your child?"

“I lost count after that. Every time I set and reset, you kept fighting back. Then I had to reset and modify some things to achieve the scenario I wanted but I couldn’t. I just wanted to show you.” Rose let a few seconds pass by, waiting for a continuation which didn’t come before asking. “Wanted to show me what?” Roosevelt turned her head to face Rose. “Who you really are.” Upon saying it, the entire ‘world’ distorted and glitch out as it changed to a world in chaos. The sky was dark while the earth was lit on fire. Debris of buildings was all over the place. Screams of terror as people ran around in terror. Horrid creatures were chasing them down relentlessly while some others were flying

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."

The doors crushed the arm, but the creature kept snarling until the bones snapped and the doors finally sealed. The elevator rose in heavy silence. Marcus clutched his bleeding arm. “The serum… we have to get it somewhere safe.” “We need to warn everyone,” Lena said, her voice shaking. “This is spreading faster than we modeled.” When they reached the surface, snow was falling softly over the remote Colorado facility. Alarms wailed behind them as they stumbled into the cold night. Marcus pulled out his encrypted phone. “This is Dr. Marcus Reese. Full containment failure. Aerion is active. Recommend immediate orbital strike. Do not send ground teams.”

But I knew everything that happened was too real to be a dream. The pain, the bites, the betrayal… My best friend and girlfriend leaving me to die. Just then, a birthday tune filled the air and I glanced at my phone to see that it was my birthday. My calendar remembered my birthday while I didn't. I suddenly remembered what happened on my birthday before the apocalypse. The biggest nuclear energy plant had exploded and clouded the city for weeks. That very day, the AI bots started to malfunction and all of them began to drop dead. That was probably the trigger before the apocalypse.

[SYSTEM MESSAGE: APEX CORE EXPOSED.] [WARNING: LETHAL DAMAGE IMMINENT. INITIATING SERVER-WIDE WIPE PROTOCOL IN 00:00:04...] The digital battlefield of Aegis Online was a chaotic, hyper-saturated symphony of shattered code and screaming metal.

After I was done, I quickly returned to my hostel to open up my box of bottled water. This was the big surprise I prepared for everyone. I wanted to see if they could survive the apocalypse with whatever was in the box, which was more than twenty bottles of hot sauce.

"I just think she's a good girl, so I couldn't help saying a few words. As the saying goes, when flowers are in bloom, pick them while you can—don't wait until there are no flowers left and break a branch in vain." Ray said lazily, "Oh right, I forgot to mention—I've got one, two, three, four… over twenty flowers at home." Principal Rucker rolled his eyes and stood up. "Pretend I said nothing." Another three days passed. Checking the calendar, it was already October 1st. The apocalypse had begun on June 1st—exactly four months ago. Four months? Ray stared at the phone screen, momentarily dazed. Only four months? He had thought several years had passed. Yet, it had only been four months.