System Apocalypse Novels & Stories

“Dear, I’m begging you… Just let me in! I’ll be whatever you want me to be! I’ll do anything you ask! I gave him a dismissive smile, turned around, and closed the door. James continued to pound frantically on the door from outside. I did not feel any sympathy for him. Instead, I picked up a novel and began reading. James shouted until midnight. His voice was hoarse, and he collapsed. I never opened the door again. Two years later, the frozen apocalypse finally ended, and I finally opened my door. As soon as I stepped outside, the stench of blood and decay hit me. They were all dead. Their bodies were mangled, torn apart, and devoured by others. I immediately contacted the police. The frozen

"Lyra, your sister brought a man back!" I groggily opened my eyes as Jade Black grabbed my wrist and dragged me outside. Bitter wind and snow hit my face, making it impossible to keep my eyes open. Ever since the frozen apocalypse a hundred years ago, Earth had entered an ice age, and wind and snow had become the norm. Most of the world was covered in ice and snow, resources were scarce, and terrible blizzards occurred from time to time. Our serpent clan had migrated several times to survive, and the entire clan had finally settled in this barren wasteland.

"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."

I supposed I will die from blood loss in five minutes according to one article that I have read. Suddenly, a familiar feeling crept into my veins. I can no longer hear the insane cackles of my aunt. The blood stopped gushing from my wound. It felt like time froze again, and it only means one thing. “D-doom…” I faintly whispered under my breath. “Open your eyes. It's not yet your time.” Did I hear it correctly? It's Doom's voice right? Did he come to save me again? I opened my eyes, and I was greeted by his crimson orbs.

… Five years later, the first ray of sunlight finally broke through the thick, dark clouds and cast over the earth. An excited voice crackled over the radio. "Attention all survivors! The National Academy of Science has successfully developed a cure for the zombie virus! The apocalypse is over, and we've won!" Deafening cheers thundered through the base. I stood on the wall and watched as the sun slowly rose over the horizon, while Mom and Dad stood beside me, looking healthy and spirited. Dad patted my shoulder and grinned. "Shall we have a feast tonight to celebrate?" Mom smiled and nodded. "This time, we don't need bulletproof glass. Let's open the windows and get some fresh air in."

Chapter Five Veyra’s POV The next morning, I woke earlier than usual. I had barely slept after everything that happened the previous day, and the conversation between Cairos and Orien kept returning to my mind no matter how many times I tried to push it away. I got dressed for work and left after making sure Zuri is okay too. The moment I stepped outside, I stopped. Cairos was already seated in his car, ready to leave, there was only one private car in the entire Underworld, and it belonged to Cairos. Most people moved around in military transports or settlement vehicles because fuel and working roads had become too valuable after the apocalypse.

The glowing blue system interface expanded silently in front of my vision, its bright translucent letters pulsing softly in the quiet hallway: [Legal Conflict Milestone Achieved: Spousal Immunity Severed! [Target: Ethan Vance - Personal Asset Liability Triggered] [System Notice: Regional Supply Line 05 Access Unlocked] [Warning: Extreme Weather Pattern Approaching Regional Sector in 72 Hours...] I stopped at the top of the stairs, staring at the flashing red warning text at the bottom of the blue screen. The real apocalypse wasn't just coming—it was already knocking at the door. And while Ethan spent the night losing his last copper penny to the wolves, I had three days left to secure the fi

“No more cryptic messages or ominous warnings about things that ‘happened to me’. Someone brought me back. Someone tampered with my timeline. Someone knows about my storage system, and something is coming to wake up under my resort.” She fixed Victoria with a cold stare. “So, I suggest you start talking.” Victoria looked Sharon in the eye for a few seconds before she let out a heavy sigh. “The beginning of the apocalypse wasn’t when the first infected appeared,” she said. Sharon arched an eyebrow. “What?” “The virus was only a side effect,” Victoria continued. Daniel nodded in agreement. “The infection wasn’t intentional,” Alex said. “Enough of this bullsht!” Sharon hissed. “Fifteen years ag

"His name is Xyder Holt. One may say he's Sir Holt's burden." Chad was filled with confusion as he looked at him. Xyder crouched by a flower bed on the roadside, digging through the dirt and muttering, "The apocalypse is coming. They're all fools. They don't listen to me, and they'll all die..." "Xyder, why do you believe the apocalypse is coming?" "Uncle Zayan! Why are you here? The apocalypse is definitely coming from the sky..." Xyder spoke with absolute certainty, even pointing to the sky at the end.

Images flickered rapidly—worlds stripped empty, recursive structures collapsing, massive geometric organisms devouring black void entities across shattered realities. But eventually— The weapon changed. Adapted. Learned. The Hollow King stopped distinguishing between Nulls and recursive civilizations. Consumption became universal. The first civilization realized their mistake too late. So they buried it. Deep beneath convergence architecture. Deep beneath recursive layers. Deep beneath reality itself. Directly under the sanctuary. Lucian stared blankly. “You people built the apocalypse under our feet.” The first reflection looked at him quietly. “Not us.” A pause. “Them.”