Humanity Lost Comic Novels & Stories

I let the cold metal doors slide shut, sealing the utterly broken vampire outside. After all, in the worlds of both Kindred and humans, there is no room for 'what ifs'.

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He had heard rumours that humans were basically extinct but here was one who was clearly delirious from being over-fucked by nymphs and werewolves. “Lost,” the man mumbled incoherently. “Tired…” Adam perceived the familiar musk of cunt juice all over the human, he was basically reeking with it. “How long were you with them?” Adam asked. “Too long,” The human croaked. Adam helped him up and together, they began to walk. “He will only slow you down, Adam,” Terra’s voice echoed throughout the labyrinthine halls. “They are close by and they will fuck you till you pass out.”

Not that I didn’t take a few free moments to get my plans in place for something big. Tonight is the culmination of what I’ve been working towards since I signed that deal with Khumar. Tonight we launch Leah’s Lost Souls. A foundation that sponsors proper and caring shelters and orphanages for meta-humans who have been abandoned or left homeless. It has been my dream since the day I met Adder. Helping her inspired me and pushed me to want to help others.

I kneel in front of the Unmade carefully It looks up at me with flickering, unstable eyes. Thousands of emotions moving through them too quickly. “I can feel all of them.” Its voice cracks. “Every loss.” A pause. “Every death.” Another pulse of pain shakes reality. “Every goodbye.” The galaxies dim painfully around us. BOOM BOOM I answer softly “Yes.” The Unmade stares at me in disbelief. “And humans survive this?” I think about that carefully. Because survive is complicated. Sometimes we don’t survive gracefully

Dr. Smith and the good humanoids had the chance to meet. This is the birth of a new beginning, a new world will arise. The people have lived their life with the bad humanoids ruling the system. Since then, the earth was never what it was before. Devastation and turmoil overwhelmed every city. People have died out of the disease caused by the humanoids’ greediness to overpower humans. Humanoids made a giant change to life on earth. The people are hungry for heroes that could save them.

"In sixty seconds, eight billion people begin dying. Those deemed unworthy. Those who failed evolution's test. Your precious Architects will judge them extinct. The survivors will worship me as savior. As god. And you'll be dead, unable to stop it." Hope's power surged. "No." "Yes, granddaughter. Watch humanity burn. Watch your parents fail. Watch everything you love end." The countdown began. Sixty. Fifty-nine. Fifty-eight. And Nickey realized they'd lost. They'd walked into her trap. And now humanity would pay the price.

Loss seemed to want to say something, when a demon stepped in, flapping it's torn up wings. "Boss, we need help. Over by California area, and Florida, the hand creatures have really taken a toll on human population. People are dying and we need more masses to stop these things." he said, and I wondered how bad the damage was. Loss stepped forward, getting ready to offer his services. I stepped in line with him, but Lucifer shook his head.

The cool breeze caressed his cheek, inciting him to close his eyes. "He is about to die, continue casting healing magic!" If only this cacophony stopped, the boy thought as he let the darkness to hug him. ... ... It was a devastating war, one that plagued the world for hundreds of years. The humans devoured every single resource the planet could offer, and when they realized that nothing had remained, it was all too late. Chasing after short-term profit, humans destroyed their home and sentenced their race to extinction. Was it worth it? Was money more important than the continuation of the new generation? Even animals take care of their cubs, why would humans destroy their children's future

A contradiction. A mystery. Then Luca continued. "You think loss makes love meaningless." His voice remained steady. "It doesn't." The darkness trembled. The fracture shook. The stars themselves seemed to pause. "Loss is the reason it matters." The words echoed everywhere. Across every mind. Across every world. Across every surviving consciousness. The Architect closed her eyes. A tear rolled down her cheek. The First Human lowered his head. The Witness remained perfectly still. And for the first time since entering reality—