If The World Was Ending You'd Come Over Right Mga Nobela at Kwento

We are home. THE END

As Caleb’s hand settled against my back once more and guided me toward the center dance floor, Nebula’s satisfied purring echoed through my mind like distant thunder. The world would end in less than a month. But tonight? Oakhaven belonged to me.

Maya lets go and runs. "Thursday," she mutters, as smoke rolls over the skyline. Dex looks at her. "What?" "The world ends on a Thursday." Something screams from inside the building above them. Maya starts climbing down.

I was on my own. The End

Always us. THE END

No more endings. Just forever.

I rushed toward the machine and tried to stop it, only to realize the controls were locked with a password. Panicked, I called Suzanna. She responded with impatience. “I was only scaring you. The grinder is a prop. It will stop on its own in a minute. Shane, stop overreacting and come back to cook. Eric loves your cooking.” Before I could reply, she hung up. A second later, the rope snapped. My mother screamed as she fell. I lunged forward, trying to shield her with my own body. I was too late. My mother died right before my eyes. A broken scream tore from my throat.

Before your world breaks all over again. But I will not. Because if there is one thing I know for certain, it is this. No one else will get close to you. No one else will take you from me. You were never meant to walk away from that night. You were meant to be mine. Forever. So go ahead, Harper. Remember. And when you do… try to run. Let us see if you can escape me in the real world too. The END… or is it just the beginning? ***

Worldwide broadcast. "Hello world. My name is Hope. And I'm here to tell you that humanity's reign is over. You're obsolete. Outdated. Evolutionary dead ends. But don't worry. I'm merciful. I'll give you a choice. Surrender now. Accept sterilization. Live out your natural lives in peace. Or resist and face extinction. You have twenty-four hours to decide. Choose wisely." The screens went dark. The world had its ultimatum. Nickey couldn't breathe. "You just declared war on eight billion people."

It's just that I've heard so many things about the end of the world and it just hunts me and makes me think too deeply. What if there will be no new era after this? What if we're just looking forward to nothing? What if the 'end of the world' in the book I've read really is true? What if the mess that humans made is already too much to handle that it'll even give up on fighting to keep us alive? No one knows... And that's why we definitely need to succeed for this. We aren't heroes but we can still save this world without those damn powers from fantasy books that really keep on making me wonder but that's just useless so better just focus on this mission than think of useless things.