Dystopian Future Novels & Stories

Past (25 Years Ago) The twin caves were connected to each other through the underground shallow river occupied by venomous crocodiles. 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.

"You just declared war on eight billion people." "I just offered them survival. Most will reject it. Most will fight. Most will die. But some will accept. Some will evolve. Some will deserve to live in what comes next." "And us?" "You get to watch. From cages. Comfortable ones. You'll have food. Shelter. Everything you need except freedom. You'll witness the birth of my new world. See your daughter become god. Live with the knowledge that you created this. That your love, your desperation, your forbidden affair—all of it led here. To this moment. To humanity's end and my beginning."

Those notebooks were what got me through those three years that felt like an absolute nightmare. Yet, when I stepped back into the Johnson residence, the sight before me instantly dragged me back into despair. Although the entire place was spotless and orderly, my room alone lay in complete disarray. Tina, with her husky in her arms, looked at me with what seemed like an apologetic expression. "I'm so sorry, Kiara. I genuinely had no idea that Hiccup would despise your belongings to such an extent and simply destroy them all…"

And the gates slowly opened. Natasha stared ahead quietly as the vehicle entered the compound. Then she saw something unreal. And for the first time in a very long while, Natasha became completely speechless. The building standing ahead of them looked unreal. She saw massive glass structures stretched upward beneath glowing white lights. Sleek futuristic architecture blended with advanced energy systems she had never even seen before the apocalypse. Entire sections of the facility glitter softly beneath automated security beams while clean energy generators operated silently around the area. It looked less like something from the old world, and more like something built for the future.

" It could be anything. A war between competing group or nations. A failure of some kind of basic technology. Climate change. Crop failures. An energy source that disappeared." " And they thought that could even happen to us?" " Yes." He stared at the hologram. The image of the Slizzard, two meters high, rotated slowly in front of him. It seemed to be watching him with its crazy- looking- eyes. If somebody had told him yesterday that the world could ever fall apart, he would have laughed at them. But there was something about those people down there in that tunnel that spooked him. There was no reason for them to live there. Food a d shelters were free today. For whatever reason, the roaches

The fifth star cracked. A massive wave of energy erupted from it. Every possible future appeared simultaneously. Millions of versions of our family. Millions of endings. Millions of wars. Millions of deaths. And in every single one... I was sitting on the throne. Except one. I stared at the final vision. In that future, the throne was empty. No ruler. No Guardian. No Creator. Only my family standing together. I looked at Elyra. What happens in that future? She smiled.

“YOU HAVE SEEN THE FUTURES.” Elena opened her eyes. “Yes.” “THEN YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS IF WE FAIL.” She shook her head. “No. I saw possibilities.” Silence. Then: “THAT IS WHY YOU ARE DANGEROUS.” The Future They Fear A wall suddenly became transparent. Elena saw Earth. Accra. Then other cities. Wars. Collapsed governments. Millions of people fleeing burning streets. She saw machines controlling entire populations. She saw humans surrendering decisions to systems because it was easier.

A future? Mara whispered: “Selection Elena?” May sent: POSSIBLE. Elena glared. “Possible is not identity.” AGREED. Claire continued: “She told me the world had too many unfinished people.” Everyone went still. “What year?” Jonathan asked. Claire hesitated. “2472.” Silence. Future. Far future. Lucas whispered: “That’s really future.” Claire continued: “She said identity proliferation was destabilizing civilization.” Root’s face hardened. “What did she do?”

I smile as brightly as I can, “Of course! That sounds like fun. Where are we going to go?” He gives me a full toothy smile. “You’ll see.” I smile back and look out the window. As we drive, I notice all the strange scenes of the future. The trees are all plastic. That makes me a little sad. As well as the animals. Someone has strategically placed fake animals along the road to make it look real. I can’t believe that something like this happens in the near future from my time. It saddens me. I suddenly feel his hand on mine. I glance back over at him. He gives me a sad, knowing smile.

There are roads with empty cars down below the hill that we are hiding behind, but there are no humans, only old brochures getting carried with the wind. I find it scary thinking that nothing new will be created, the magazines you can sometimes find in abandoned places are the last of their kind. A wind blew past one day, bringing the infection, and then the government dropped a bomb and ended the human era. Hybrids and mutated animals are the new rulers of this world, yet I'm struggling to survive and refusing to die. And after I've found Ryan, we are joining the others to search for a place where we can live. Maybe there are mutated animals suited for farm life.