Rise In The Apocalyptic World Ch 1 Novels & Stories

Pathetic! I tried to push myself up again, but my arms trembled and gave out. I hit the ground with a dull thud, breath leaving my lungs. So, this is how I would die? Flad on my back, without even putting up a fight. What a joke. If I had known it would end like this, I would have let the fire take me. he watched me for a moment, unreadable. Then he moved. Before I could react, he bent down and lifted me as if I weight nothing. The world tilted, and suddenly I was slung over his shoulder like I was nothing more than a sack.

He turned and walked out of the corridor, back to the surface where a newly born world was waiting to be served once more with a much more human recipe. They stepped out onto city streets now free of threats, yet filled with life beginning to wake from a long slumber. Bima realized that the apocalypse didn't end with a grand explosion, but with a bowl filled again and flavor returning to inhabit the soul. "Time for breakfast," Bima said, and for the first time in a very long while, he truly felt hungry.

And tucked against my chest, warm and steady, my son is narrating the apocalypse. “The Rage has breached the third defensive construct,” Confluence says thoughtfully. “Madness favors illusion over reinforcement. It’s a flawed strategy against something so direct.” “You’ve been alive less than an hour,” Alistair growls. “I’ve been aware far longer,” my son replies. We crest a rocky incline, joining the stream of refugees fleeing in the opposite direction of whatever cosmic horror now tears at the world behind us. Wolves. Humans. Children. Some barefoot. Some bleeding. All terrified.

I was nearly broke. And my closest ally inside the apocalypse was a sarcastic spirit cat that insulted me hourly. But for the first time since my rebirth…I wasn’t afraid anymore.Because I finally understood what I was becoming. I was not a victim. I was the gardener of the end of the world. > [COUNTDOWN TO ETERNAL FROST: 10 DAYS, 18 HOURS...] The crimson numbers pulsed behind my eyes like a heartbeat. My gaze fell to the chaos spread across my desk.

-God, - Ivan joined his hands in prayer in front of his face, "what will become of the world when all the vampires discover this? -In a word? The apocalypse.

This chapter is divided into 3 parts, the first containing the first 10 chapters of Born By Power : Chaos And Apocalypse and the second containing another 10 chapters of Chaos And Apocalypse sneak peaks. The third is based on The Up rise Of Hell This chapters as the name implies gives an insight on the chapters in Chaos And Apocalypse. As said above the first chapter will contain a few chapters, the second will contain a few more of Chaos And Apocalypse and the third will contain a sneak peak of the second Book of the Born By Power series which is The Uprise Of Hell

Flying up, I look through the opening and stifle a cry when I see dead bodies littering the bloody ground. I think about what I can do to stop the destruction around me, but all I can do is repeat the apocalyptic prophecies that we’ve read. Humanity's sacrifice shall be its champion. Should love and goodness prevail, the world will be saved. Should death and greed succeed, the end shall be a new beginning filled with death, subjugation, and destruction.

Jane was the first to react, cursing at me, “You bitch, what nonsense are you spouting—an ability? Go die!” David immediately turned to Victor with forced respect. “Mr. Kane, my nephew has a fever. He’s probably about to awaken an ability too. Please kill Apple and avenge my son! Our whole family will follow you to the death and do whatever you command!” “I can die right now.” I looked Victor straight in the eye. “No one knows how many years this apocalypse will last. But I can promise you this—you won’t find anyone else who can give you clean water as quickly as I can.”

A tiny smile plays on my lips and I feel a surge of hope swell within my heart. Everything’s going to be alright, I tell myself. Even the pharmacist’s assistant was kind enough to give the medication for free. That in itself was a miracle. Mother used to say that a rainbow will always come after a storm, and perhaps this elusive rainbow has finally appeared for us. We’ll give father his medicine and when he gets better, maybe we can move somewhere else before the Blood Stone pack …… comes. Something’s wrong. I sniff the air as I approach our village. There is smoke, it is not the aromatic smell from someone’s kitchen but rather the suffocating stench of massive burning.