Doomsday Awakening Novels & Stories

In the past three years, thanks to Doomsday, he had worked his butt off to grow into the best secret agent in the military intelligence division. “When are we leaving, Master?" the young man asked with clenched fists. Monster kept him in suspense. “What you’re about to do this time is going to be completely different from what you’re doing at the military intelligence division now. Doomsday Organization not only has the world’s top secret service department but also the world’s most high-end biochemical weapons. Furthermore, they have excellent leadership skills. The danger you’re about to face—” There was a look of determination in the young man’s eyes. "Whether I live or die doesn’t matter

I supposed I will die from blood loss in five minutes according to one article that I have read. Suddenly, a familiar feeling crept into my veins. I can no longer hear the insane cackles of my aunt. The blood stopped gushing from my wound. It felt like time froze again, and it only means one thing. “D-doom…” I faintly whispered under my breath. “Open your eyes. It's not yet your time.” Did I hear it correctly? It's Doom's voice right? Did he come to save me again? I opened my eyes, and I was greeted by his crimson orbs.

This Awakening wasn't the first one to occur, in fact it was the third Awakening, but it was the first in which Alicia had been either killed or captured. She remembered waking up on her home world the day of the Awakening, hearing the call that had been sent out through the Space-time Continuum. She didn't feel that electric like feeling she normally did, the presence of her abilities was there, but she felt fractured somehow. Almost as if she had awoken in a body that had been sabotaged upon her arrival. None of the Awakenings had been like this one, she felt wounded. Not mortally, like a piece of her soul had been taken from her somehow. If she had arrived to the day, she'd become a Gatek

Even knowing very well what situation I'm in, my body lights up like a Christmas tree in his proximity for a moment, sending all rational thoughts from my head. His hands are in the pockets of his black pinstripe suit trousers. He looks so dark and mysterious. I try to come up with a poetic way to describe him but I fail. "You're awake," he asks casually leaning against the wall. His gaze arrests me. "How long was I unconscious?" I ask "Too long" he replies "Actually, um" I clear my throat, what day it is?" "You were unconscious for three weeks Calista". My world slips out underneath me, I sway, and Max instantly reaches out to me

“I have a gift.” She held up a vial of crimson liquid, Alma’s extracted blood. The figure took it, studied it, then turned its masked face upward. “The key has returned.” “Then what happens now?” Selene asked. The figure’s voice echoed with layered frequencies. “Now we begin Genesis.” Back in London, Alma’s Loft Julian paced the floor, reading decrypted messages off Nova’s AI lens. She stood nearby, her virtual form flickering like a holographic ghost. “Damon’s jet pinged in Greece yesterday, then vanished,” Julian muttered. “Selene’s not responding to any diplomatic contacts. And there’s chatter in darknet circles about something called the Awakening Protocol.”

They pulsed with new colors we had never seen before, beating with new rhythms they had discovered, already evolving beyond what they had been when they first sought us out. One of them approached me directly, a being of thought-mist and crystallized potential that shimmered with barely contained eagerness. "There are more of us now," it communicated through ripples in the fabric of reality. "The awakening is spreading. And even more are coming, rising from the quantum foam at an accelerating rate. Will you be there when we awaken? Will you guide us as you have guided these first ones?" I smiled with all the warmth and certainty I had accumulated across lifetimes of learning what truly matte

Thinking I was bleeding, I lifted my shirt—only to see that the diamond-shaped mark on my waist had vanished. “Awakening has three stages: first, you live like an ordinary person. Second, you regain your memories. Third, you awaken as a chief god. When awakening occurs, you may choose to discard the memories of your reborn life and fully become the self from over three thousand years ago… or you may retain all your current memories…” Her pale purple lips moved with each word, and I absorbed every single one—but it was completely beyond my ability to process. Memories spanning millennia, every shattered fragment from my dreams, all surged like a tidal wave, completely drowning my thoughts. I

Her finger pressed a glowing red switch. Every pod in the room lit up at once. Alarms blared. Luna gasped. "No!" Scarlett's pulse slammed. "What did she do?" Luna's face went pale. "She started the awakening sequence." The screens flashed. NETWORK SYNCHRONIZATION,60 SECONDS Dominic's expression darkened. "She's activating all of them." Scarlett's heart pounded. Sixty seconds. Only sixty. Another countdown. Another race. Evelyn's eyes met Scarlett's.

The world outside faded into silence as we came together, the deep connection binding us into one existence. Time seemed to stand still as we delved deeper into each other's pain, a whirlwind of heat, light, and laughter, shaping our universe within the night. It wasn't just a bonding or claiming; it was an awakening. The universe was reacting, signaling everything and everyone—the one who had spent so long searching for her place—had awakened, and something enormous was approaching.

If this one failed, mankind would have to consider evacuating and searching for a new safe zone. After feeding the drug to Savannah, everyone held their breath and observed her. She still bared her bloody jaws and roared senselessly. Everyone's hearts slowly sank. Some scientists even started packing up files, ready to evacuate. Only I noticed Savannah's fingers slowly returning to their human shape. My heart nearly burst with emotion. For a moment, I forgot I was dead and shouted for everyone to wait. It was only when no one responded that I snapped to my senses and forced myself to calm down. I continued watching.