Fiction Book About Underground Civilization Novels & Stories

"The Discovery" The trio—Luna, Alpha Burst, and Alpha Zephyr—entered the underground city beneath the Blackmoon territory with a sense of anticipation and urgency. The atmosphere inside the vast cavern was tense, shadows dancing on the walls as they navigated through the abandoned structures. To their surprise, what they had expected to be a mere grave turned out to be a thriving city. The sinister group had established a hidden civilization beneath the surface, a testament to the extent of their influence and the intricacies of their plans. Luna, Alpha Burst, and Alpha Zephyr exchanged glances, a silent acknowledgment that the situation had taken an unexpected turn.

Science and arts developed peacefully, never threatened by wars or epidemics; remaining purposely hidden to protect their wealth of knowledge from the calamities that habitually plagued their brothers and sisters in the outside world. But a tremendous force was soon to befall the Earth and even this Utopia was doomed to distraction if they stayed their place. Perhaps a great flood or an invading force of epic proportions; the exact reason is not known. But the story tells that the people of the island escaped by moving their societies into those tunnels and rebuilding their civilization entirely underground. No longer an island but a subterranean kingdom leaving no trace on the surface but t

Although not a stranger to disrespectful people, she’d never seen anyone behave this bad before. “What? Is there actually an underground palace down there?” Frederick had a bewildered look in his eyes when he faced Darren Green. Darren nodded repeatedly. “Yes, and from the looks of it, this underground palace is probably an underground tomb that belonged to a powerful person in ancient times. There are countless treasures within.” Xyla still seemed calm and collected. Since she had already known this all along, she wasn’t too surprised or excited by the discovery. The novelty had worn off. Frederick was somewhat confused by how unaffected Xyla seemed.

Rosenthal to me? Right then, the door behind me squeaked open, causing my heart to skip a beat. My arms shot up, pointing the gun in the direction of the door. I peered in to find the bedroom empty. Bracing myself, I entered slowly with dread pumping through my veins. Her bedroom was home to an endless collection of books, and a double-wide bookcase, covering the majority of the wall, held an extensive variety of the occult genre. Interesting... Mrs. Una Rosenthal was a woman with secrets. Dark ones.

But there is nothing natural about this place - it is cold and dank and hopeless. Unlike the glittering streets aboveground, these homes and shops are not shining examples of technology and innovation, instead I feel as if I’ve walked two centuries into the past. Yet Arabella looks around with bright eyes, blind to the suffering surrounding us on all sides. “It’s the underground. The Calypso pack is partitioned by class - to keep things simple. The poor stay belowground in the old levels of the city, and the nobility and aristocrats live above. It’s all very organized… no unnecessary conflicts or uncomfortable confrontations.” She explains dreamily. “After all, no one wants to have to look a

So it’s safe to assume I am also sharing a home with rats, worms, and Goddess knows what else. Contrary to the beautiful modern aesthetics of The City Above, The City Under seemed to originate since the medieval era that the Alphas that ruled never bothered to renovate or at least put modernity in its walls. A heavy footstep echoed to where I am, nearer and nearer. It became mysteriously near. Panic rushed through my bones, my blood. I gritted my teeth. Who would visit me here? No one would. Unless its— The footsteps stopped at the threshold of my room-prison.

She took a long breath, "Well...'they' say: the existing level of civilization on our planet is fake, a made-up appearance. It's actually highly technological and civilized, but not everyone knows it. More than 6 billion of the current Earth population are people like me, among those who don't know the truth. Exactly how many Earth humans there are, 'they' don't know in detail, but only roughly know that Earth's population is about 17 billion or so. And we, all of us, are part of the illusion, made to be seen by people from other planets. Because from very early on, human civilization has been very advanced, and knows that there are all kinds of other creatures in the universe. In order not

I murmured quietly trying not to draw attention to myself. The picture in the first page of the book was Zemia, his siblings and who I assumed are his parents . I walked up to the Liberian with the book at him. “So is this fictional?!.” I asked. “No dear, it's history!.” She replied. I stared at the book in my hands “thank you!.” I told her and walked back to my seat. ^^^^ Zemia had an emergency call from Zephyr informing him about the current happenings in the underworld.

There were numerous bookcases in rows, and the books and papers were dispersed all over the place. I could tell that while the majority of the books were research articles, some of them contained skills. "Research into human mutations." It was the title of a book I had picked up at random. I sighed and took a step forward. The dungeon gate was soon in sight, and as long as I touched it, I would receive a reward. I was positive I was the first person to stumble upon this dungeon. On the dungeon gate, I put my hand. [Discovered - Lost Civilization Dungeon]

“How did you manage to make an underground city that nobody knows about? Surely someone must have tried making underground facilities somewhere.” The mad scientist shrugged. “Something about the instability of the island should prevent anyone from trying. It might sink and fall apart according to the ones who attempted to do so. I’m sure you can find those records.” Not having Kevin with me felt weird. In fact, the underground facility was not connected to any system. I felt vulnerable not connected to any form of technology. The recovery speed wasn’t going as quickly as I hoped for and that dampened my mood further. “Well, long story short, there were documents of several people attempting