Good Apocalypse Novels & Stories

Civilians ran, some trapped beneath overturned vehicles, others screaming into digital voids as their comms failed, signals lost to the apocalypse. Data towers erupted in arcs of blue flame, server racks frying, lights flickering as if the world itself had been unplugged. Vaethea’s HUD flickered as she tried to track the chaos, outlining survivors and collapsing debris in jagged outlines. Even now, there was nothing she could do to reach most of them. Far below, in a crater that had once been the center of the city, Aria sat alone. The wind carried ash and the faint taste of burned circuits to her lips.

That was also why our security was the best in the whole city. I only found out in my last life that, after the world was hit by the deadly heatwave, a lot of desperate people showed up. In the apocalypse, humanity meant little. Everyone answered only to themselves. But our community was the only one that never got attacked by any looters, all thanks to the top-notch security forces here. It stayed safe until the scientists finally managed to build weather bombs strong enough to fight off the deadly heat, and the heatwave finally ended. Everyone in our community survived.

I heard a mutated beast swallowed him during a supply raid before he could even seek revenge. Five years later, as the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thick clouds and shone upon the earth, an excited voice blared over the loudspeaker. "Attention survivors! The National Academy of Sciences has successfully developed a serum to kill the zombie virus! The apocalypse is over! We have won!" Cheers erupted from the base. I stood on the city wall, watching the sun slowly rise in the distance. My parents, still full of energy, stood beside me. Dad patted my shoulder, saying with a grin, "Sweetie, how about we have a feast to celebrate tonight?"

"Why? Why is this happening? I was reborn. I got everything I wanted. So, why did it still end like this?" I froze for a second. I never expected that Janet had been reborn, too. No wonder she had been so desperate in this life, so determined to chase everything she wanted. However, the darkness inside her had already sealed her fate. Watching as the officers forced her down and restrained her completely, I gave a small shrug and answered lightly, "Maybe you can figure that out in prison." The ambulances arrived quickly and carried the two injured people away. They survived. However, both of them had been blinded by shattered glass, and their faces were severely disfigured. What Janet had do

The pain of being dismembered was so precise, so unbearable, he could still feel it now. This was not a dream. Holding his head, he replayed the fifteen days of the apocalypse in his mind. They were too concrete, down to every second—especially the last moments. There was only one possibility. "I… I've been reborn." He fumbled for his phone. The date on the screen read March 1. The apocalypse had happened on June 1—he remembered it exactly because he had planned to take his son to an amusement park that day. They'd just stepped outside when the hail began; one ball hit him and the pain had made him question his life.

After returning to Camp Arthor, I settled all of Sasha's paperwork and placed her at the hospital while Leo stayed by my side and followed me around. "You know that you don't have to keep following me around, don't you? I'm just a regular researcher now," I said with a sigh. After arriving at this base camp, the water crisis had been temporarily resolved for now. But there was an even greater challenge on the way, and it required more attention. Every researcher was desperately trying to find a way to end the apocalypse.

Birth or apocalypse. Maybe both.

⸻ Dark clouds gathered overhead. Lightning flashed across the sky. ⸻ As if nature itself was listening. ⸻ The Fallen Celestial continued staring. ⸻ Then— It knelt. ⸻ The entire battlefield froze. ⸻ Lucian immediately stepped in front of Amara. ⸻ Kael blinked. ⸻ “…Did the apocalypse just kneel?” ⸻ Dante looked exhausted. ⸻ “At this point nothing surprises me anymore.” ⸻ The Fallen Celestial lowered its head.

The facility erupted in flames. The evolved infected were destroyed. The Apex was thrown into the air. It crashed into the ground. I ran. Through the flames. Through the chaos. Through the death. I reached the edge of the forest. Adrian was waiting. "Scarlett!" "I'm okay." "You're not okay." "I'm alive." "That's all that matters." I looked back at the facility. It was destroyed. The evolved infected were destroyed. But the Apex was still alive. It rose from the ruins.

And you're enjoying air-conditioning! Daisy: Damn you! We're being roasted alive out here while you enjoy yourself inside, you unfilial monster! You'll get what's coming to you! Their rage and despair practically spilled through the screen. And that—was exactly what I wanted. I turned off my phone, tossed it aside, and leisurely began enjoying my first meal of the apocalypse. Yes. I had been reborn to the very moment when Denise and my so-called parents first proposed setting up a doomsday fund.