Novel & Cerita I Am Future: Cozy Apocalypse Survival

Jane was the first to react, cursing at me, “You bitch, what nonsense are you spouting—an ability? Go die!” David immediately turned to Victor with forced respect. “Mr. Kane, my nephew has a fever. He’s probably about to awaken an ability too. Please kill Apple and avenge my son! Our whole family will follow you to the death and do whatever you command!” “I can die right now.” I looked Victor straight in the eye. “No one knows how many years this apocalypse will last. But I can promise you this—you won’t find anyone else who can give you clean water as quickly as I can.”

Her mouth found the scar she’d left beneath his collarbone and she kissed it, over and over, a litany and a claiming. He let her run the rhythm, let her squeeze his hands between hers and rest her full weight on his chest, like a dare to stop breathing. She went first, a tremor through every muscle; he followed, the rush so clean and right that for a second he thought they must be making something new, a future that wasn’t just survival. Afterwards, she curled over, breath hitching, and pressed her forehead to his. “If we make it through the winter,” she said, “I want to see what a wedding looks like, post-apocalypse.”

And the way he treated the future me was unbearably cold. In their chat history, there was only message after message from me asking about him, caring about him, trying to talk to him. For four whole years, he had barely responded. I still did not understand why I had suddenly traveled ten years into the future, and I understood even less how the confident, radiant girl I used to be had become so pitiful and meek. But now that I was here, I was going to end this dead marriage with my own hands. And as for the fire that ruined me back then, I was going to uncover the truth myself and slap every single person who slandered me with the evidence.

I wish you peace, happiness, and a future without limits. I stared at the screen, my eyes growing warm. I didn't know what that little app had really been—maybe a version of myself from another timeline, maybe the last mercy the universe had decided to give me. I typed two words and hit send. [Thank you.] A gust of night wind swept past. The text thread flickered into a jumble of code and vanished from my phone entirely—as if it had never existed. I lifted my head, looked at Ed, looked at this beautiful, vibrant city, looked at the dazzling future stretching out before me.

On the day of our graduation photo, the class started sorting everyone into groups. I'd barely taken my place beside my boyfriend, Evan Brooks, when someone started shouting. "Put Claire next to Evan!" "Right? Claire's the prettiest girl on campus. She belongs beside the campus heartthrob!" Before I could react, my childhood friend Liam took my arm and gently traded our positions. "Nina, switch with Claire. "It's only a graduation photo. Don't be petty." Evan smiled and didn't refuse. He only stepped half a step aside, opening a space for Claire. I froze where I stood and touched the barrette in my hair without thinking. It was the first gift he'd ever given me. I'd stood in front

“You’re not a victim in this. I’ve seen the reports, the footage from the campus. You didn’t just survive the outbreak—you thrived in it. Those zombies… they listened to you.” Akin tilted his head, his smirk widening. “Did they?” Erickson leaned forward, his expression dark. “What are you, Akin?” For a moment, Akin said nothing. He let the silence stretch, enjoying the discomfort on Erickson’s face. Then, he leaned forward as far as his restraints allowed, his eyes gleaming with something feral. “I’m the future,” he said softly. --- Erickson leaned back, his face unreadable. “The future, huh? And what does this future look like? A world overrun by the undead? Millions dead? Is that your gran

Almost instantly after I sent the message, a reply popped up. "Yes, I am," Solomon-from-the-future replied. I stared at the screen and suddenly found it ridiculous. "Don't you think it's a little too late to apologize only ten years later?" I replied, my fingertips running cold as I typed out the words slowly. "I don't want to listen to your apology anymore." There were no new messages for a while. Then, the replies came in. "I know. "I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I just want to tell you the truth."

“I already told all of you to build your own house anyway, which I believe you’ll begin soon enough. So why not join my team instead?” Her tone became colder and more serious. “Let’s conquer the apocalypse together.” The room fell silent again. “In the future,” Ivy continued slowly, “there will be a complete collapse of order. Independent bases will rise everywhere, each led by powerful individuals. Only the strong will survive.” Her sharp gaze swept across every member present. “Bases will eventually start fighting each other for resources, territory, weapons, and food. They’ll attack one another simply to dominate. Large organizations will create the illusion of safety, but in reality, man

Rosa was thinking in her mind "I have walked for what feels like a couple of hours now. My mobile seems to be not working and glitching. No wonder this area was prohibited for us. I am actually quite scared. I have an artificial atmosphere device attached with me which is supplying me with the required oxygen so I know I will at least not die due to suffocation or inefficient oxygen. At least not now, till the system is working and till there is oxygen left in the tank. It is connected with hotel Oxymar's main point of supply but there are a thousand different scenarios that might happen. Also I am far away from the safe zone so the supply is pretty weak and eventually it might just stop. I

I only joked back that if some massive disaster ever happened, all of this would come in handy. I glanced at the calendar, surprised by how quickly time had passed. Thankfully, the estate renovations were completed three days before the apocalypse began. Even though I already knew no one could escape tomorrow’s disaster, I still found myself unable to sleep for the first time in ages. As I tossed and turned in bed, a mechanical voice suddenly rang out in my head. [Congratulations, Host. You have successfully bound to the Apocalypse Survival System. Detected: initial shelter renovation completed. Reward points will now be issued.]