Dystopia Rising Database Novels & Stories

​The air in the "Deleted Scenes" bin didn't just smell of wet ink; it tasted of ozone and the cold, metallic tang of a failed future. As the bookstore reality collapsed above them—the sound of Julian’s typewriter dying like a stuttering heart—Nora hit the floor of the Dystopian Sector. ​The ground wasn't made of wood or grass. It was a shifting mosaic of rusted steel and discarded data-slabs. Above her, the sky was a bruised purple, choked by the "Narrative Smoke" of a thousand abandoned plotlines.

“What are the settings?” Scorpion leaned over the tablet. “The drones are set to pick up all heat signals over the average human weight, but less than what we know to be the largest of our Dick’s weight so we won’t get many animals. There have been a few false alarms with some decent sized animals, but nothing has triggered the drones in our zone. That is how the three rebels that were taken in yesterday were located.”

Daisy spoke while giving Charlotte a look of disgust. “Shocking aye, who knew that working out causes us to sweat”. “Men do not like women who look sweaty”. God how wrong she was, I loved the sight of her sweaty and wanted to be the cause of her sweat. I watched Daisy push her away while adding extra sway to her hips. God she was so delusional. I went back upstairs to wash her scent off me. When I got back downstairs Ryan was in the kitchen packing up a sandwich and placing it next to a coffee in a takeaway cup.

Citizens, their conversations fueled by curiosity and excitement, gathered in the marketplace to share prophecies and cosmic insights passed down through generations. One fateful cosmic night, the skies above the joint empire shimmered with ethereal lights. The Cosmic Nexus manifested, a celestial spectacle that bathed the realms in cosmic radiance. Citizens engaged in conversations filled with awe as they witnessed the convergence of energies within the Nexus. Aurelius, guided by cosmic intuition, entered the heart of the Cosmic Nexus. Conversations with the Harmonious Conclave echoed through the realms as they communed with the celestial anomaly. The Chronicle Prism projected holographic i

"This is a feral. This is what happens if you stay too long in the miasma. The area is poisonous and can turn you into one like this fellow. They are far more dangerous than a rogue." I had Dominic and everybody's attention. "The miasma is a living thing that came from the Demon Realm. Once miasma consumes you, your life is in its hands." I turn to Leah and her grieving family. They don't look too happy. "I'm sorry I had to end Wallace's life, but he's already long gone before I killed him." "You didn't have to kill him!" Doug screamed; there was a pain in his tone. "If I didn't, then he wouldn't have attacked a family of campers that night," I blurt out. Doug's mouth shut; that is when his

said Elijah, as he stood up to address I and my rogues. "Well, I understand everything you just said and I am here for peace. I'm glad you want it too. I agree we are bringing too much attention from the humans. I have already acquired enough wealth over the years. It has been a glorious experience" I said, as I stood up as well to address them. At the utterance of my last words, my rogues hailed my name and beat their chest, boasting of all our glorious bounties. "Wow! It's good to see you and your rogues are proud of your way of life, but this is where it comes to an end. Do we have an understanding?" Asked Elijah. "Yes we do" I replied, after which we stood up and shook hands.

“These bars are special, you know. Taken from a witch’s dungeon decades ago. These two block abilities and make lying… painful. Most people just start letting the truth slip out. Crap. Ally moves to look her in the eyes. “Then you know my warning is real. Please! Start moving people! You don’t know how strong they are! How awful it-” “Continue,” the Beta presses. Ally tries to hold in words but they come rushing out. “I’ve seen what they do here in a vision of the future. It’s horrible.” She shivers then goes on. “Please, we need to take action, I can’t lose-.” She takes another breath before letting it spill. “I can’t lose Nick.” The Beta and lady Gamma stay silent. Their eyes lose focus. T

Drax says, releasing his hold on my arm and crossing them against his chest. "Is it about me saying yes to Nikona?" I ask quietly.He throws his hands in the air, a gasp leaving his lips right after. "No silly, I am talking about the global warming.It's increasing because someone's blood pressure is rising and if it didn't turn down to normal then— As he was in the middle of his sarcastic rant, I grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him towards me which abrupts his speech.He arched an eyebrow at me, eyeing down my hand before fixing eyes back on me.

I feel as I'm falling. He scoops me up and ascends the stairs. He softly put me on the mattress. Everything is revolving around me. I close my eyes and darkness hugs me, blocking everything.

code from his "Furious Youth." The Return of the "Apex Asset" The door groaned open, revealing a "Labyrinth" of "Recycled" habitats. This was the "Resistance Node"—a community of "Unindexed" scavengers and "System-Error" refugees who lived in the "Data-Voids" beneath New Geneva.