Earth Apocalypse Novels & Stories

Handwriting from twelve years ago — the strokes heavier than they were now, the flourishes drawn wide and loose, like someone who wasn't afraid of wasting paper. I turned to page twelve. A layout diagram of the bunker. Seven bunks, one incubation unit, the storeroom at the end of the hallway, the concrete-sealed door nearly two feet thick. In the bottom right corner of the diagram, a note in my own handwriting: "The apocalypse has to feel real. Push the heat up, make the water filthy — let the audience practically smell it. Rotate the insiders every season, keep one genuinely unwitting participant — protects the ratings." After "genuinely unwitting," there was a note in parentheses. Just one

That was the ringtone for my alarm. I hurriedly grabbed my phone with shaky hands as I glanced at the date and I audibly gasped in shock. The date was staring right at me, unblinking and I had to rub my eyes to be sure I wasn't hallucinating. It was indeed June 19th, 2665. The apocalypse happened July 19th. One month from today. I refused to believe that this was real. There was no way that I woke up one month before the city of Sloradath was reduced to ruins. But I knew everything that happened was too real to be a dream.

They rarely expect reassurance. She gives the speech anyway. Because Nora deserves to know. Ben deserves to know. The woman three rows back, nursing an infant beneath a patched blue blanket, deserves to know. And because a leader who tells the truth only when it is convenient is not a leader. She is weather. So Maya stands at the front of the room they build for joy and tells them about the people who build the apocalypse. She keeps it clean. “The collapse wasn’t an accident.” The room settles around the words. “It was made. Deliberately. A small group decided there were too many people in the world and arranged to correct that.”

Lilith was gone. Maya rushed to the main console. The screen was scrolling in a terrifying red. TOTAL SYSTEM PURGE INITIATED. 45 SECONDS TO CORE MELTDOWN. "No, no, no," Maya’s fingers flew across the keys. Lilith hadn't wanted the key to rule. She had initiated a Scorched Earth protocol. If the servers melted, Astraea would cease to exist. The global supply chain would collapse, and Maya would be the one blamed for the greatest economic disaster in history.

I had underestimated just how shameless they were. She continued, "Each of them is built like a tank. It's the end of the world. Why would they settle for taking orders from you? Even if you have all the money in the world, what does it matter?" It hit me all at once. Victoria was right. In the apocalypse, no one wanted to be under someone else. The man whose arm had been snapped on the first day cursed beside her. His resentment was obvious. "Stop wasting time talking to him. I say we break the door down right now. I'll cripple him myself and throw him out to the zombies."

A small green dot floated around, similar to a snowflake. Yanlong's heart chilled. A cold shiver ran through her back. Apocalypse is here a whole eight hours early. How much could this butterfly change? one can only guess. Worse, she was trapped in a bathroom with shower running. She lost her consciousness even as she thought 'I have to sit down'. A thud sounded from the bathroom. The shower is still running. One green snowflake turned to two, two turned to four, soon, It is like a green snow storm out there. Only, not a single person is awake to witness it.

Watching his human casually perform miracles again, Cola immediately shot Zeph an unbearably smug sideways grin. Hah. Everything belonged to his human now. Zeph actually laughed at the expression. "So... Can you stop treating me like an enemy now?" Cola immediately turned his head away. Absolutely not! The supplies covered every category imaginable, but when Nicole spotted several acid-resistant protective suits, she froze slightly. "There's acid rain, too?" "There is." Not just acid rain; there would also be toxic fog, endless daylight, endless night, ancient viruses released from melting glaciers, tectonic collisions, and worse.

The size and power are extremely enhanced, and obtain different ability depend on the evolution path. Back to year 2020 when Great Global Warming last for 3 years, and keep getting worse every year because of fossil fuel pollution. Soon all vehicle changed to electrical engine to reduce damage and recover atmosphere. After started from vehicles, now everything changed to electric source. Fossil fuel slowly forgotten, then all nation officially destroyed fossil fuel in 2027. Appsylon was the main AI program that handle most of new electrical devices. A world with AI based tech everywhere, human technology improved so fast just like live in fiction story. Is life become better? Yes, for human

Caleb stepped up to the panoramic viewport, his golden eyes widening in absolute horror. The Earth was not the vibrant, emerald-green sanctuary they had left behind. It was being deleted. Massive patches of the globe—entire oceans and continents—were simply gone. They weren't burned or destroyed; they were replaced by a blinding, sterile, featureless white void. It looked as if a colossal, invisible eraser was casually dragging itself across a painting.

"We're here because of the apocalypse! So let's set aside other stuff for later. Please." My cheeks were flushed. Leno was shaking with laughter (how I wanted to pour gravy down his shirt) and Helene gave me a knowing wink. Dad cleared his throat and we all turned to him. "Right. The apocalypse," said Dad, looking bemused. "Well, technically, it's the Second Wane, and the TriWorld doesn't like the use of terms like the apocalypse since it may affect public morale. However, it is quite appropriate. There are many things we need to prepare for because of this. I considered putting off my announcement, but since there's no guarantee that any of us will be alive after two years, I decided that n