Dystopian Stories Novels & Stories

I've never been normal, well what even is normal anyways? In this dystopian world is it even a thing anymore? The wars had scarred the world everywhere, even in places like here in the middle of nothing and nowhere the evidence was clear. Humans did not take it nicely to finding out that all those ghost stories were real, and it was even worse when the subs (subnaturals) didn't ask to come out of hiding. Hundreds of thousands of lives have been lost over this never-ending war, leaving people who grew up like me, alone.

It took several more moments before she’d regained herself enough to climb back into the saddle and, once again, focus on finding her way back to the meeting place. Remembering the cyborgs, she took a moment to scan the area for signs of them. She had no idea how they dealt with zombies. Did they avoid them? They were alien made creatures, but had humanity at their core so what happened if they were bitten by a zombie? Would they turn? Get sick? Be affected at all? She had no idea, but she hoped that they avoided them so that she didn’t have to worry about them lurking about since a small group of zombies had only just passed by .

Epilogue… The keeper Namiyen, told me the truth about the half breeds. The prophecy did not cursed us, but the Brakoon made everyone to believe that we are cursed creatures. The Brakoon has used and abused countless number of poor souls, but in the end, the mighty faceless Brakoon who has ruled Dystopia for over a thousand years has now been trapped into a small confinement together with the spirits of the Martians he has slain.