Dystopia Land Novels & Stories

Moved away? We had room. It transformed from a clay, dirt, worm filled tight grave for two into a comfortable cocoon with wiggle room. I felt the earth and it felt me. The grasses grew tall and captured us softly, protecting us from the sun. The dirt was still there but gave way for the new life to spread. "How the hell did you do this? What is this? Princess?" I was as surprised as Liam. He couldn't hear or feel the earth like I could, but I needed to thank Mother Gaia for this gift before I could address him. It didn't stop him from freaking out in the mean time.

And after several check-ups, he rested first. He found himself talking to a young man who appeared thin. He was telling him that dangerous people were living nearby. “Dangerous here but not dangerous to the place near here. Many uncivilized people there. Always make war. We are still scared even though Tiago always says that they will not be disturbed by the scary people because the government owns our place.” There was a trace of fear in his voice. He still understood his hard way of speaking. “If the government is in charge of this place, why are only a few of you able to study?” He asked.

The Waste Lands, hell on earth, the nature of this doughty landscape. It’s the only place ever known to allow crime prevail in its full potential; there are four towns in this desert land, separated by a day’s ride. Each town has its head but under the lord of the Waste Lands, Goru Sein, a ruthless man with no regard for human life.

I rasped, feeling life slip away from me and my last strength wither. "Do not despair though, I'll give you something valuable, something that can help you down there," he gestured at the ground by tapping his umbrella on it. "Down where?" My question was like the wind. He let out a laugh. "Hell Alice, down in hell. Murderous guardians don't make heaven duh." He even made a duh face to me. "But don't worry I'm going to gift you something special for your survival there." I blinked, feeling myself sink into his pale blue eyes as I asked. "Wah?" I managed, feeling drowsy and ready to let go.

Dylan had been warned before he landed on Sugartop Mountain. It was the newest realm built by Charles and Jill inside the world. In fact it was only just coded and built the day before the storm knocked the box out of Jill’s window. This meant that it was possible for the residents to be quite monotonous and automatic.

She was so angry and cursed him and Wan out. What in front of him was nothing but a wasteland. And if he wasn’t mistaken, he knew this land too well. According to the description in the book, this place used to be a grave. “Country D.” There’s nothing within his vicinity. His eyes couldn’t pick a single decent form to make him understand everything or anything, in that matter. No humans. No living things. It was just a wasteland all around. “This is getting comical.” He brushed his hand against his hair while the other hand rubbed on his bare skin. “What the!!!”

The horizon was rough, cluttered, and gray-brown under the pale sky, but it was wide. On Earth, safety had often come down to walls, exits, angles, and whether you had enough room to move before something found you. Here, she had land. Land no one wanted. Land everyone looked down on. Land nobody powerful would rush to control until it started making money, and by then Vera intended to have teeth. Her fingers moved over the curve of her stomach, slow and sure. “Well, babies,” she murmured softly, looking over the garbage sector like it already belonged to her, “it’s ugly, but I think we can do a lot with this.”

The caves were Martian territories, newly modified by Humans who found succour, living in peaceful co-existence with the Martians amidst the violent chaos outbreak that drained all positive energy on ‘Dystopia’, the new world after the apocalypse. The inhabitants of Dystopia were classified into three major categories of species which includes: the Human race who were originally from planet Earth, the Martians who came from planet Mars, as well as the vicious Erisians originally from the dwarf planet Eris. Unlike the Martians who look like giant versions of Humans, the Erisians are more of extraterrestrial creatures who look absolutely nothing like Humans. Outside of these three main categor

"Congratulation warlocks. You officially entered Dystopia. Your journey starts here, and may the odds be at your favor. Good bye" After saying her piece, the rocky shore submerged in the water little by little, together with Veronica who was sitting on it. "So,...shall we?" Nike looked at the rest of the group, and they nodded in response to his question. Seeing Dystopia for the first time, they can't help but feel slightly perplex. Since they heard that it was an ancient territory, they thought it would look like dilapidated or barren, just like how an abandoned place would normally look like. But contrary to their expectation, the place looks so lively and it doesn't look like it was left

I rub my eyes multiple times, but nothing has changed. Fylakas, the city of Land and Nature is now annihilated. Though our entire city is protected by emerald green, earth barrier, I still can see how her power affects us. Our woodland turns into a pathway to Tartaro. The leaves of the high trees around our city wilts, as our grassland turns like a graveyard due to the innumerable corpse lying around.