Dystopia Land Novels & Stories

It was the sound of a book closing. --- ### The Southern Estate The drive lasted for hours. I sat in the back of the car, staring out the darkened windows. The wasteland of 2026 was a nightmare. I saw ruins of malls, skeletal remains of highways, and groups of "Omegas"—humans who hadn't shifted or had lost their packs—huddled around trash-can fires. This was the "Real World." A world of starvation, hierarchy, and teeth. And then, we crossed a bridge.

It smelled of chlorophyll, damp soil, and the sweet, cloying scent of jasmine blooming in the planters below. She looked out over the city. Nova Luna wasn't a ruin. It wasn't a refugee camp. It was a hive. Towers of glass and reclaimed steel pierced the skyline, reflecting the afternoon sun. Between them, the suspension bridges hummed with mag-lev traffic. But it was the ground that held her gaze. The Wastes—once an endless ocean of grey dust—were broken by patches of vibrant green. The terraforming engines Wolfy had designed were working. Grass, genetically modified to eat toxins, was crawling across the desert floor like a slow, emerald tide.

He didn't like the idea of even a possibility of Darach not liking their mate. The beast knew that his human side was a fool because usually once they are blessed with what they had wished for they can't handle the blessings. The humans always find a way to ruin everything. . . Darach remembered his mate's pointed ears, like Fey beings. She could be a Fey for all he knows. Darach dismissed his troubled thoughts and turned his focus on his surroundings. The sun shined above his head. This land was located in the middle of nowhere. Green grass covered the land with not a flicker of snow to be seen. If he hadn't traveled himself from the snowstorm in the wasteland he would have never believed t

It looked like giants had been at play, it was just simply hard to define the damage seen in any other manner of context. The place, town, city whatever you wanted to call it was completely broke up. There were armored vehicles of a sort that I had never seen with their gun turrets completely twisted off and hurled into the sides of buildings. Planes of alien looking design lay tossed about like broken up Lego blocks and any number of other riffraff of items that could only be described as futuristic were strewn across the ground or sticking out of buildings. The ship made way for an open docking spot along the wharf. It had been a while since the carnage that could be viewed everywhere had

said Astrapi, “But it was once real.” Astrapi tells her the story of the One World, and as he speaks cities rise and land forms bridges across the vast water. She and Astrapi walk across the newly formed lands, travelling leagues in an instant, like gods. Forests spring up from the lands and buzz with the sounds of creatures. Last, they find the people. They are tall and their skins glow all the shades of the earth. They are well fed and their robes rustle, resplendent with wealth and the bounty of the earth.

I find out there are a few people there and the top has chairs and shelters for people. "Wow" “You can see all of the Realm from here” he said leading me close to the edge of the mountain “Awesome” I subconsciously exclaim “This is your home, Liam. Welcome home” I fell in love with the Realm. I could see Seth and the annoying girl. I can also see a place that looks like old ruins. Within the green planes and beautiful scenery in the Realm is a dark Wasteland. The region looks like a barren land, the clouds are thick black, fogs everywhere and gas emitting from the ground to the surface. It has no signs of life.

James laughed. Inside the Perisphere, the tour of the futuristic idealistic city of the next millennia, Democracity, was viewed from revolving balconies that formed sizeable rings suspended above the idealized city. From there, mingled with the rest of the excited fairgoers, they watched a six minute video with Democracity portrayed as the utopian vision. Designed of residential neighborhoods called Pleasantvilles and interspersed with industrial Millvilles in a mixed-use type zoning separated by beautiful fields reserved for agriculture and recreation, it was sterile and clean and promised egalitarian happiness. At the business and industrial hub of Democracity, was The Center, linked by gr

They are heading to the northen lands of the neighboring country of Ignas, the land of the Giants. The neighboring lands of the Utopia are the land of elves, the Hermania located at the east side, the Ignas, the land of the giants in the northern side, the Sissk, the land of the rakshasas on the southern side, and the land of the ogres on the west, the Hongrois. The land of the giants is filled with boulders and rough rocks piled in statues of their strongest lads throughout the century. But the amazing place there, is the adventurous place in the peak of the mountains side of Ignas.

Could it be what they are saying is true? That the place was occupied by giants. “The Land of Dawn is a magnificent place, don’t you think?” I swallowed the lump that is forming in my throat. Imagine if the Land of Dawn wasn’t wrecked like now, I could imagine the beauty of it while father is ruling the land. I flinched when I suddenly remember him. I took a deep breath then walked inside the city. A lot of things are destroyed. Some areas are dry and filthy. I stop on my tracks when I sense something so awful.