Post Apocalyptic Novels & Stories

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Horrified, he got up abruptly and muttered in a trembling voice, "This is a battle between true immortals! Has the Ancestora shown up?" The apocalyptic vision resembled the collapse of the world, striking Lumino with a sense of panic and unease. He did not have much hope for Midland's Grandiuno Sacred Land to be able to make any sort of difference in that situation. Overwhelmed by what he saw, he staggered back in despair until he fell bottom first on the ground. "We're done for. Oh heavens! We're done for now that the Ancestora has decided to take action!" he mumbled like a lunatic.

… Elena pov… As I approached the isolated camp, I was immediately struck by the overwhelming sense of sadness and desperation that filled the air. The once bustling and lively area had been reduced to a ghost town, with only a few people milling about, all of them dressed in protective gear and looking somber. I walked down the main road, taking in the sights and sounds of the camp. Everywhere I looked, I saw makeshift tents and shacks set up to house those who had been infected with the plague.

There is still time before the apocalypse starts and this time, He will make sure that he could collect a lot of materials, and the food is his top priority right now, as he remembers clearly that in his past life, there was a food shortage. In his past life, He is useless in the first year of the apocalypse because of his injuries and now that he is given a second chance to start again, He will do everything that he can to make the people of his country live with a better environment in this life, not like in his past life where there are people who will kill and robbed others just to make sure that they have foods to eat. This Time, Zhi Yin will help his nation with all of his strength. He

Yanlong - Don't panic. Suyan - where are you? Yanlong - Don't make noise. Set all your phones on silent. Yanlong - I am safe where I am. You need to listen to me for the time being. Suyan - Do you think our families are safe? Huomei - My dad's outside the country. Meibing - My parents are in S city. Suyan - mine are in capitol. Yanlong - Wherever your parents are, believe me, they are adults and qualify as important assets in the apocalypse. Nothing will happen to them.

“After multiple catastrophes all over the globe this morning, government officials are looking into possible terrorist activity. Conspiracy theorist are saying world war is eminent. Religious groups are speaking of end of days…” Ally had passed out hard and must have slept away the afternoon. She awoke to the soft glow of the television. As soon as she stirred Drake turn it off, she was convinced he didn’t want her to hear it. He flipped on the reading lamp, rolled over and moved the hair from her face.

There’s nothing left but survival. I stared at the words, my mind spinning. The Burning. That’s what people called it now, the apocalyptic event that had scorched the earth and turned the world into a wasteland. But this person—this scientist—had known it was coming. They’d predicted it. And somehow, they’d ended up here, in this bunker, leaving behind their journal like a final warning. I looked up from the journal, my pulse quickening. This wasn’t just a storm shelter. This bunker had belonged to someone who had known about the end of the world before it happened. Someone who had tried—unsuccessfully—to stop it.

Old systems collapsed, and while some groups tried to patch things back together, the currents of this new era were way too big for them to steer. New bases or camps rose everywhere. A camp-based civilization was becoming the norm. Anyone trying to bring back the old pre-apocalypse order was just stuck in the past. So nobody should expect the apocalypse to end. That would be a pipe dream. Things would only go back to normal when the virus was totally gone, if that was even possible. The future would be built around bases, and glory would only revolve around camps. Hayley knew they were just small fries back at Base K1, the kind the base wouldn't bother sending rescue teams for. They weren't

" The crowd quickly dispersed from the scene for also Shawn and his friends. "Let's go back now, we can buy at the other canteen," Shawn advised them. "But my shawarma," Arthur exclaimed, "I want to eat some " "You can buy that outside the school," Shawn dragged him, "We need to get out of here first." Arthur eventually gave up and joined them. "What do you guys of what happened there? I think that man is crazy." Arthur said to them. "I would assume the person is a drug addict," Raven said, "That's why he acts aggressively like that."

The transition from "Gods of the Code" to "Leaders of the Ash" was a brutal education in logistics. Within forty-eight hours of the Apex takeover, the Needle City had transformed. The upper tiers remained a lush, high-tech garden, but the lower tiers—the "Mechanical Gut" of the spire—were now a teeming, chaotic metropolis of millions. The refugees from the Stack were waking up to the three horsemen of the Real: Cold, Hunger, and Scarcity.