Post Apocalyptic Fantasy Setting Novelas e Histórias

In my memories, the first day had been chaotic, but predictable. This wasn't predictable anymore. I had already killed monsters earlier than I should have. Julius had awakened his ability. The unknown creature had appeared. The hidden rift had opened. And now the System was warning me about my future knowledge. I needed to adapt. The third rift. The sewers. The Plague-Rats. The immunity potion. That was still one thing I needed. But there was something more important. Shelter. Food. People. In my first life, I had spent too long trying to survive alone.

" too?! " " Didn't you hear him red ? " Daryl said. " This Apadore place exist in a different dimmension! " " So no one in Apadore would be effected! " Eric said. " Also it would kill off any humans on earth or hybrids who didn't play ball! " Daryl said. " So he wants to blow up the world just so he can regenerate it ?! " Adrain said. " Yeah! That way, hybrids would be the only species on Earth! " I said.

I remember sleeping and… the world… it was strange… it was as if… everything turns to a mess… Ahh… the IKINOBIRU… It was the game I was playing that's suddenly became a reality in just a blink of an eye… Right… Saypher… Migo… Kheina… Kael… and even Fiolle was there… Also that damn old scary man… Eh? I remembered dying after being hit by his missiles didn't I? Is this the after world? Why is everything seems so dark? Is it the hell whom they are talking about? But… what about those red fire that they would be having to make people be in much pain? I feel nothing special at all… Ah, it is not as if I did something bad to be in there… did I? On the contrary, I did nothing in particular to be sa

" too?! " " Didn't you hear him red ? " Daryl said. " This Apadore place exist in a different dimmension! " " So no one in Apadore would be effected! " Eric said. " Also it would kill off any humans on earth or hybrids who didn't play ball! " Daryl said. " So he wants to blow up the world just so he can regenerate it ?! " Adrain said. " Yeah! That way, hybrids would be the only species on Earth! " I said.

He was grossly outnumbered and the odds were in the favor of Nikjin and his army. She wondered what had become of her father; of Monah, the head warrior, of Seisa, and the other servants. How many werewolves have already lost their lives in this cursed place? How many more would have to die before this nightmare was over? Tears ran down her muzzle from her closed eyes. A silly thought occurred to her that nearly made her giggle out loud. If she’d known that she was coming to an era of civil war, she should have probably gone to bed with the dream stone and her father’s hunting rifle that was stashed in their attic back in Fairbanks. That would have surely tipped this fight in the werewolves'

Elise led Lucas to a red Porsche and got in with him. Lucas stifled a laugh. These cars actually existed in the parallel world. One had to know that they were in the apocalyptic world. The infected areas and base cities were two completely different worlds. The faces of the men and women in base cities were more or less adorned with blissful smiles. Zombies were the least of their worries as the Fighters Alliance was there to defend them. The Fighters’ Alliance was the strongest human force in the apocalyptic world with many sub-alliances scattered across various base cities.

Apocalypse “Ugh.” I sighed, feeling nauseated of all the flower gardens this place has and sick of hearing those filthy birds sing all day. Scowling, I walked toward the edge of the forest. Feeling the cold air made me wish for more despair in it. It already felt like a heavy burden. I need the chaos to spread, to create destruction. Only then will the madness give me some rest. It’s getting harder to control. As soon as the thought passed through my head, it throbbed. Massaging my temples, I walked past the tree edge and entered the forest.

This was one time she wished she could become invisible. The rain had stopped by the time she made it outside to a blackened sky. Most of those that were outside were the “freaks.” Even in the post-apocalyptic world, where it was more advanced, slurs were still a thing but now aimed at those preternatural. Vampires, lycanthropes, elves, nymphs, Aziza, Yumboes, and seemingly normal people.

But against a natural disaster, none of that made them any less vulnerable. There was no fighting something that powerful. One sandstorm had nearly torn them apart for good. They got lucky this time, but what about next time? The thought left Nicole shaken and more anxious than ever. Zeph was thinking the same thing. In the apocalypse he had lived through before, there were no satellites falling from the sky, no volcanic eruptions, and no sandstorms. But this time, one unexpected disaster after another kept hitting. He and Nicole had no idea what was coming anymore. They knew nothing about the disasters still ahead, and surviving them would come down to luck.

I said comfortingly, "It's fine. It's in the past now, okay? There are too many uncertainties in an apocalyptic world." … Nothing happened in the neighborhood for some time after this round of ransacking. My experience from my past life told me that no one dared do anything in the initial stages for fear of being infected. However, once supplies ran out, people would do anything to stay alive. A month after the outbreak, many people started hanging banners outside their homes, begging to be saved. After so many days, most people would be running low on food and water. I went through our supplies. They would last us half a year if we rationed them.