Dystopian Society Novels & Stories

The rule is that there is no rule, only the law of the strongest and nothing else. Just like heaven, hell has several floors and the further you go down, the more you lose your humanity and assert your strength. These kinds of people do not consider today's society as their own. No, they created their own world and the police and any authority figures have no business getting involved and they don't. In truth, the worst criminals in the world have never set foot in prison. In the Dark World there are no weaklings, they die even before the start. There are just hyenas, bears, wolves, tigers, panthers and lions.

chapter one Bad- the world had turned bad. Over the last couple of years there has been nothing but chaos. Unknown beings have infiltrate part of our world; mass hysteria, robberies, murders have tripled over the years. Innocent people are dying either out of starvation or their untimely and unwanted death. They- the military- the people that are supposed to protect us order us when to stay inside our homes and when it's safe to leave. But one thing is for sure after nine o'clock no one is supposed to leave, if you do and you get seen, it either you're punished or killed on the spot. Our government was meant to protect us, yet we were the ones that lived in fear of them.

Rot, rust, decay, decomposition, corruption. These words mean a lot, in a society where nothing works for the common man, but everything works for the men at the top. A society where the men who make the laws are the first to break them, a society where honesty is so scarce, men tend to rot in their core which in turn leads to the whole society and everything in it rotting, crumbling, decaying, withering, worsening, deteriorating, and descending back to their basic and cruel nature, survival of the fittest. The futile race to get to the top where things work would be so important that they would not mind who gets hurt in the process.

One of those rules was that all the gods weren’t allowed to enter this world and intervened in the Game. “Just imagine, for two thousand years, we created a thriving society with the knowledge we brought from our world and the powers granted to us by the gods. With no one to boss us around, we can do almost anything. Think about it. No more adults, no more schools, no more government, wars, pollution, and all the crappy stuff back home.” Rad was right. All the wrong things we had done in our world, we could start over in this one. Now I understood how this city got its name. This was our second chance, our new beginning — my new beginning.

No longer did they suffer from epidemic breakouts, intense flooding, famine, drought—everything was kept to minimal and they were always prepared when disaster strikes. Almost all kids dreamt of becoming scientists, challenging the youth to study well and hard to pass the requirements in entering Hearth. Since it was a place where talents pooled in, it was no surprise that only the ones with high intellectual capacity would be the ones accepted. Hearth was basking in its glory with all its skyscrapers and advanced automated systems. They were able to fulfill their founder’s vision which was to create a world of ease and equal opportunity to experience paradise on earth even to those who are

"Havenfall is a fortress. They could be in any penthouse or safehouse in the city." "We narrow it down," Eliza said. "What do you know about the internal geography of Julian Wright's territory?" "I know my parents were from there," I answered. "And I know Julian is a megalomaniac who treats the city like his personal chessboard." "He does more than that," Eliza explained. "He’s built a caste system. The elite live in the spires, in the light. Everyone else—the poor, the street gangs, his enemies—they’re pushed into the Undercity. It’s a subterranean maze built on top of the old foundations. It’s a hellhole."

"If you take out the hub, the hospitals, the shelters... people will die." Dante looked at the hub, and for a second, he saw the skyline of the city as a cage. It was the same cage her father had built. It was the cage the Trust used to keep people compliant. "If she breathes in the dark, then the rest of the world doesn't deserve the light," Dante said. He pulled the detonator from his pocket.

I thought of Dalsa too and hoped that she was making progress on her journey, better than we were. I wished I could reach out to her but there was no way to. Our society wasn't like the utopia town. The world of the supernatural wasn't built like theirs and I guessed it was because they were mostly humans and didn't have abilities like we did. The utopia town was a modern world with skyscrapers and fascinating technology. I wished I had some of that so I could reach out to Dalsa. There was a gadget the count used to put into his ears to back orders at people who were not near him. I was amazed and impressed when I saw that.

Mismanagement led to disaster, decimating the population and leaving a mere 1% of humanity clinging to survival. Life became harsh, and people struggled to live, resembling scenes from a "Mad Max" movie or "The Book of Eli." Trudging across the dry, barren land, I felt the oppressive heat, unsuitable for cultivating anything. Merely minutes in the open, my skin felt like it was scorching.

I hadn’t thought about it then, but now Daisy’s words tangled with my thoughts like vines. Daisy mentioned, "You cannot forget the life you and I lived here. We are intact because of your needle skill. I am so thankful to you. If not for that, can you imagine what would have happened to us? Woman around are taken by omegas and gammas without their consent. Then, they accept this as their life. This is sexual violence in Noble world but its our reality. There is a king out there but in our world, there is anarchy. Survival of fittest works here. So, if goddess has given you a chance to enter the civilised world that has little rules, chose it. Do everything that you can for it. You cannot sur