How To World Domination Novels & Stories

He asked, turning around again. “My true goal? World domination. I am sick and tired of peasants ruining this world’s strength. When I get the power and control I’m looking for. I’m going to use it to eliminate the weaklings of this world and rebuild a new society tailored to my image. One that will give humanity the chance of survival in years to come.” Right as he was speaking, the doors to another armored vehicle suddenly swung open, immediately catching our attention.

“Why else will I bring you here?” “How did you know?” I asked. There was a crack in my voice but I couldn't hide it. His words had shaken me. “Let's just say that's confidential.” Confidential my foot. But I will relent for now. “So what are you going to do with me?” “Simple, I need to control the spiritual side of this world to achieve world domination. And you are going to help me achieve it.” “Like hell I will do that.” I snapped. “You are sick.”

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

It might even be a disastrous war that could destroy the entire planet! As Javier would call it, building a utopia was like having a bunch of fools playing along with a madman. If the madman won, he’d become the sole ruler of the world. If he lost, the entire world would be gone. The only right thing to do against someone like that was remove them from existence entirely.

That girl had the same face, figure, and personality as Adela was watching. "What is this?" She saw that she did not understand and immediately asked. "The footage is about a girl's life in the first world. You'll have to go through her body and fulfill her desires and what she wants to do. Only when you're done will the world be. if you fail, the world will collapse and you will be logged out of it and forced to return to the starting point. Next, the reinforcement system will tell you about this world and begin the journey through space." The man's voice spoke about the rules for Adela to understand.

"You're the future of human evolution, you're proof that we can create better humans through careful genetic design." I stared at him and felt nothing but disgust. "I don't care about any of that." "You don't care?" Shah looked genuinely surprised. "You don't care that you're superior to everyone around you?" "No," I said. "I'm a father and a husband, that's all I want to be, that's all that matters to me." "But you could be so much more," Shah said. "With your genetics and your daughters' genetics we could create an entire generation of enhanced humans."

“Between the old world and the one we are trying to build. Maybe even the key to ending this conflict for good.” I frowned slightly. “How?” “The First Dominion stands for pure power. Power without restraint. Strength without compassion. They believe evolution weakened us. But what if we could show them that it did not?” “You are talking about changing them.” “I am talking about healing them,” she said calmly. “Showing them that the bonds we formed did not make us lesser. They made us stronger.” The idea was bold. Dangerous. It could fail completely. It also sounded exactly like her. “And if they refuse?” I asked.

Instead I only felt the familiar black emptiness in my chest that had haunted me all my life. I couldn’t rejoice because my mother was being used by my father as leverage against me, the same way I had used Katie as leverage against Dominic. I chuckled a bit at the irony. The problem wasn’t that I was against world domination. I desired that more than anything in the world. The problem was that I was not willing to share the glory of world domination with the greedy vampire king. I was completely sure that even if we managed to take control of the world, he would find some way to seize it all for himself and cut me out of it. So working with him was an absolute no no.

Lyra shouted, “No!” Too late. His body convulsed, his eyes burning crimson. When he spoke, his voice carried Dominion’s echo. “She doesn’t need to conquer us,” he said. “We are her.” The gods recoiled. Kaen drew his blade, but Dominion only laughed, the sound shaking the hall. “You tried to build a world without hunger,” she said. “But hunger is the pulse of creation. Without it, nothing grows. Without it, you don’t grow.” Lyra’s light blazed brighter. “Then let it grow through compassion, not conquest.”

"This isn't war. And those weren't combatants." "It became war the moment they entered our territory." We argued in circles for another hour. Dominic had responses for everything. Justifications. Alternative interpretations of events. He was intelligent, articulate, and absolutely inflexible. Finally, I changed tactics. "What do you want, Dominic? Long term. What's your endgame?" He considered the question. "Separation. A territory recognized as werewolf land. Where we govern ourselves. Live by our own laws. Humans stay out, we stay out of their cities."