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There was heavy rain then, and people had rejoiced at getting water. But the next morning zombies became faster and stronger. Even if the men didn't come along, she'd have gotten more resources. In the apocalypse resources was one thing you can never have enough of. It's just like money, but even more important. It can be used to save your life, to get a house, not that she needed a house. In summary, resources means power. Lots of resources meant even greater power. And resources weren't limited to just food, water, daily supplies and zombie cores. In this life, she wanted to be the one with the most power.

She was trying to reach her, but her bas**** ex was holding her, keeping her from using water ability to save her. When the meteorites scattered across the globe, some people developed abilities almost the same time the undead appeared. The sky was bright red, explosions, screams in every direction. Chills crawl on her back, recalling what would happen a year from now. Her revenge for every suffering will be done slowly because preparing for the approaching apocalypse matters more. In the future, food and water will be scarce. Guns will be more valuable than gold and jades. There will be safe military and clan bases emerging but still needed some points from working and trading for food.

I told them, and I had both their attentions. I told them all that Ephraim told me, and Melena was shaking from fear by the time I was done. I could relate because I felt the same way. "We won't survive it," those were her first words. "Why did you say that?" I asked Melena. "Apophis is powerful, and his destruction is total. Helios is his only enemy, and if he will defeat him and take over, then we will all be plunged into darkness. None of us can survive without the sun. The sun is life, Ellis and Apophis will take it from us." she said, and I could understand her logic.

The apocalypse was raging outside, but inside her fortress, there was peace. She opened her eyes and checked the status of the external cameras. The black hail was still falling, its toxic particles accumulating on the mountain's surface like a deadly frost. The temperature was still dropping, the wind still howling. But the bunker was holding, its walls thick enough to withstand anything the apocalypse could throw at it. The cameras showed a world in chaos—trees snapping under the weight of ice, roads buried under drifts of black slush, buildings collapsing under the pressure. It was a scene from a nightmare, and Clara was watching it from the safety of her sanctuary.

“Sure. Mr. Mysterious is a vampire. Vampires aren’t real... Are they? No. That’s silly. He was in broad daylight all day today. But damn, he’s weird.” Ava spent hours looking for information on the man. She found no trace of whom the Constantine family was behind the scenes, only known to be the most influential tech company in the world. Researching the name of the company, Ava gasped. Apollyon: The angel of the bottomless pit in the Book of Revelation. “Holy shit! Maybe he is a vampire.” Sitting back in her chair, she thought about the possibility. Too many scary references over the past hours had given flight to her overactive imagination, as usual. Her years of curiosity in urban legends

That was also why our security was the best in the whole city. I only found out in my last life that, after the world was hit by the deadly heatwave, a lot of desperate people showed up. In the apocalypse, humanity meant little. Everyone answered only to themselves. But our community was the only one that never got attacked by any looters, all thanks to the top-notch security forces here. It stayed safe until the scientists finally managed to build weather bombs strong enough to fight off the deadly heat, and the heatwave finally ended. Everyone in our community survived.

Rose found a place to seat down to receive the Memories This world is an Apocalypse world, it is the time that the virus spread around the world turning humans into a monsters that eats follow humans. They call the infected ones Zombie. During this time, Humans awaken strange powers with different attributes that help them fight the Zombies, and try to create stability in the world The Original owner who had the same name as her had a good life, she fought Zombies because she had a unique power and even got married to her fiancee the Male lead. They ruled a camp were several Humans both those that have powers and those that don't have stayed together to prevent Zombies from attacking or kill

But I knew everything that happened was too real to be a dream. The pain, the bites, the betrayal… My best friend and girlfriend leaving me to die. Just then, a birthday tune filled the air and I glanced at my phone to see that it was my birthday. My calendar remembered my birthday while I didn't. I suddenly remembered what happened on my birthday before the apocalypse. The biggest nuclear energy plant had exploded and clouded the city for weeks. That very day, the AI bots started to malfunction and all of them began to drop dead. That was probably the trigger before the apocalypse.

Lucas had become an Angelic Mecha—a perfect fusion of mechanical power and human love. “Sophia, we must take this pyramid out of Earth’s orbit,” Lucas said, his voice calm again. “Take Mother and go somewhere safe. Sona and I will handle this.” Together, Lucas and Sona pushed the massive pyramid into the sky. Despite using all her power, the clone Sophia couldn’t stop them. A blazing streak of light tore across the sky into space. Moments later, a colossal explosion lit up the heavens. The night sky turned as bright as day. Thousands of silver fragments rained down like fireworks over the ocean. The clone Sophia and her alien army were gone—forever.

I found a wounded giant wolf. After the world ended, I treated him as my strongest fighter and a living source of warmth, curling against him to sleep every night. Later, once he healed, he turned into a man and warned me with a savage look, "I'm the Alpha of a werewolf pack. I have responsibilities to my people. Don't think you can make me stay." And with that, he left. I pulled my ragged blanket tighter, confused. What was he talking about? I had been keeping him as a dog the whole time. What did his responsibilities have to do with me? Later, I rescued a foolish husky from a pile of zombies. When I led him back to my crumbling shelter, I found the heir to the werewolf pack crouched at my