I Have A Mansion In The Post-apocalyptic World の小説・ストーリー

I could put things in or take them out at will. This spatial storage would thus significantly increase my chances of survival in the apocalypse. Since I was now finally done with my SATs, I had to start preparing for the upcoming apocalypse. The first step was to stockpile as many supplies as I could. However, I was just a high school student, and I didn't have much money on me. I had to go to Uncle Adrian's place first to retrieve what once belonged to Mom and Dad, but had been seized by them. A cool blast of air greeted me as soon as I stepped into the villa.

“It will be much like it was at the World’s Fair opening, Evelyn. Simply follow my lead. Can you do that?” Evelyn’s pulse kicked up a notch. Their trip to the World’s Fair had been like visiting an alternate existence. It went beyond simply politely 'familiar'. That had been an imaginary World of Tomorrow where the natural hierarchy and boundaries of wealth and social status had been erased, like the idealized Democracity or the egalitarian Futurama. Where people attracted to one another were free to explore that gift in each other's company without question.

The silence had hollowed the empty ruins of the streets but still, there was something beneath these ruins that made a way to hope for a day of sun to shine again. Under cracks within the concrete roads, and the gaps that take you to the place which has been hidden by the bare eyes of the creepers roaming as the modern world’s Anpu, guarding the planet from the last source of returning Titania. The place which differs from the darkness corrupted on the surface, has a lively and sparking life emerging inside the whole vessel. A reconstructed underground city, a place to hide for the survivors of the dreadful apocalypse and its aftermath. For some, it is enough to live their whole life, hidden

Part of me still wants to rush upstairs and check on Ocean, but the sensible part understands she needs time and privacy. I nearly give in to the need to find Ocean and provide the much-needed comfort, but the sound of sirens startles me. Without thinking, I jump up from the couch and run to the main entrance of the mansion. I yank open the door and watch the chaos unfold before my eyes- troops running through the streets, screaming vampires and humans seeking shelter, countless lifeless bodies shattered around, and buildings going up in flames. "Find Ocean and bring her to me!" I scream as I feel a presence behind me.

This island, this hospital, this room—this was the new world. Shit. This is the apocalypse.

she called after me. I made my way upstairs, the familiar creak of the wooden steps beneath my feet grounding me in something that felt closer to normalcy. The old family mansion was as grand as it had always been, tall ceilings, intricate chandeliers, rich mahogany furniture that spoke of generations before me. It was a home built on legacy, a fortress that had sheltered our family through decades of power struggles, alliances, and betrayals. My men lived here alongside my family, a necessary arrangement given my position. It wasn’t just a home; it was my base of operations. And sometimes, when the weight of responsibility settled too heavily on my shoulders, it felt more like a cage than a

Electric lamps illuminated quiet walkways, while children laughed in distant courtyards, unaware of the monsters that ruled the world beyond their borders. To them. The apocalypse was a story. To those who governed this place. It was a memory they refused to repeat. At the heart of the settlement stood the Council Citadel. Its towering white walls overlooked the entire city, its architecture untouched by war. Marble columns rose toward a vaulted ceiling where intricate murals depicted humanity's rise, its fall, and the solemn vow to preserve what remained.

Meager shares now are better than full shares for a little bit and then nothing. If the food runs out, this place won't last long. The survivors and soldiers won't be able to keep up their stamina, and then we'll be overrun in a heartbeat. I can only imagine how much destruction will happen if just one creature manages to make its way into the fortified school. Just thinking about the chaos, the bloodshed, and the destruction makes me sick to my stomach, and I can feel my appetite failing. But this is the end of the world, and I can't afford to not eat...just in case.

He approached Shawn and whisper to his ear, “This is how simple my advice for you, just make sure you don’t die, or else, I will be the one who will kill you whether you’re in hell or heaven.” “W-what do you mean?” his nervousness started to cripple his body. He sighed in frustration, "It seems that I have no choice but to tell you," he walked towards him, "Chaos and destruction are on their way to hunt you so you need to prepare for what's coming. Always remember that you are the key." Shawn shakes his head in disagreement, "I don't understand what you're talking about. You must be mistaken." The man smiled again at him, “You’ll know soon enough, but it’s time for me to go so I’ll see you a

When he woke up that morning and saw the water had risen again, it only confirmed it for him. This really was the apocalypse. "Yesterday, we only cleared my office building," he said. "There are two more nearby. We should hit them while we can. Better we take them than someone else." Nicole had originally planned to just fill up her apartment and storage space, then lie low. Now that her space had grown by another 5,000 cubic feet, her interest came right back. Food wasn't the problem anymore, but food alone wouldn't keep you alive in a world like this. Having too much could even get you killed.