New Apocalyptic Novels & Stories

"What is it?" I walked quickly to the desk. I set my heavily encrypted tablet down on the black stone. My hands were actually shaking. "I scrubbed the island," I began, my voice low and tight. "When we left, I triggered the liquidation protocol. The servers were wiped. The physical infrastructure of the Abyss was flooded. The Apex Bloom was meant to be entirely erased from the earth to protect our transition to London." "I know," Lolita said. She stood up and stepped closer. The scent of her expensive perfume mixed with the dark, intoxicating aura of her absolute power. I wanted to drag her across the desk and bury myself in her, just to prove we were still alive. "We buried it."

Not going into details on this topic although, unfortunately it has no specific reference chapter. The Uprise Of Hell which served as a continuation for Chaos And Apocalypse took a total sum of four years before actions began to manifest. It took roughly four after Chaos And Apocalypse before Pete and the other two, Eira and Calypso returned. 2014 was the year which CAA occured. 2018 was the year which TUOH occured.

second coming" with hope and faith, to eradicate the evils of this world.” "But this second coming would be after the apocalypse, according to the Bible ..." Mark said. “It would be naive to think the clone child represents that second coming at the present time.” “And what makes you think that we are not on the verge of an apocalypse?” Richmond asked with some perspicacity. “The conflicts in the Middle East do not stop; treaties against the proliferation of nuclear weapons are dying; there are countries like North Korea and Iran challenging the rest of the world with their tests; the growing tension between Russia, Syria and the United States with their allies like Israel ...”

For weakness was meant to be trampled upon; to be molded into strength. The year was 101A; 101 years after the apocalypse. The apocalypse started like any other apocalypse – by human hands. And the prime culprit was the Emperor of Darkness. A man who was also known by the titles Beast Emperor and Death Killer. For he emerged from the abyss men had dug for him with an army so vast that the world above couldn’t contain it. He was a man who wasn’t a man. He was a being who wasn’t a being. He was wrath itself. He plunged the world into chaos, taking back all it had stolen from him in a vengeful pursuit that devastated over half of the world. Half of the world was desolated by his hand. The othe

Vincent gave Anderson a picture of an apocalypse. "That's what I want, Dave. Dethroning the human."

"Oh, no, we don't need threats, blackmail is a horrible way to deal, bribery is much better." "And how do you plan to convince me?" "You'll like it, you already know that the Twilight of the Gods is coming, right? Lust has fully awakened, making us the last. Do you understand what that means?" A new silence settled. In this darkness, Midgard's eyes closed and her lips trembled. "... When?" "In less than a year, in a few months, the first wave will hit. This is the time that remains before the rifts lead the apocalypse into this world. This is the time that you have left to take our body, Before..."

The pain of being dismembered was so precise, so unbearable, he could still feel it now. This was not a dream. Holding his head, he replayed the fifteen days of the apocalypse in his mind. They were too concrete, down to every second—especially the last moments. There was only one possibility. "I… I've been reborn." He fumbled for his phone. The date on the screen read March 1. The apocalypse had happened on June 1—he remembered it exactly because he had planned to take his son to an amusement park that day. They'd just stepped outside when the hail began; one ball hit him and the pain had made him question his life.

Birth or apocalypse. Maybe both.

The yard was a minefield of trenches, and the living room was packed to the ceiling with crates of cup noodles and survival crackers I'd hoarded online. There wasn't even room to walk. He stood before an expensive rug pinned beneath boxes of survival crackers, his expression darkening. "Phoebe, what is all this?" I rushed over, dragged him into the bedroom, and locked the door behind us with an air of absolute secrecy. "Honey, I need to tell you something huge. The apocalypse is coming." Gabriel stared at me, his eyes full of complex emotions. He reached out and felt my forehead, but I had no fever.

It attracted the natural Qi of the apocalyptic world which gave the natural Qi of modern world BAE (Before Apocalyptic Era) the chance to evolve into apocalyptic natural Qi. The apocalyptic natural Qi is unlike the Qi from wuxia novels because this apocalyptic natural Qi gave the inhabitants of this world a change to fight against zombies. However, the apocalyptic natural Qi is not yet fully matured but slowly in a maturation process which did not bring change to the humans when the apocalypse arrived. When Psyche Flint used the Flint Family’ breathing technique, the apocalyptic natural Qi is not yet matured but the Golden Dove stored the apocalyptic natural Qi inside her body.