The Day The World Died Novels & Stories

"The truth cannot be spoken in the light of the upper world." I stared at him, my breath coming in shallow, frantic hitches. My eyes swept past his shoulder, looking out beyond the shattered gates of my estate. The horizon was black, choked with thick plumes of oily smoke rising from the burning city skyline. Millions of infected—a dark, endless sea of the dead—stretched across the highway, through the forest, and into the distant valleys. Almost the entire country had collapsed in a single afternoon. The world I knew was gone. Humanity was reduced to cattle hiding in the dark.

His expression changed. “Mommy…” “Yes?” “I remember the first world.” Elena's blood ran cold. “What first world?” Lucas looked upward. “The world before Earth.” Silence. Adrian stared. “What?” Lucas continued. “There was another civilization.” Charles whispered: “The First World.” Jonathan stepped backward. “No…” Elena looked at him. “You know about it.” Jonathan nodded. “It was in the classified archives.” “What happened?” “It disappeared.” “Why?” Jonathan looked toward Lucas. “Because the Architects destroyed it.”

Damian exhaled through his nose, but his hand didn’t leave the weapon. “We don’t have long,” he said, lower now, faster. “If they get you intact, this isn’t a collapse anymore. It’s managed. They stabilize the strain using what’s in your blood and release a version that kills or converts exactly how they design it to. Controlled extinction instead of chaos. That’s worse, not better.” “I won’t be taken.”

The absolute social ruin of the scum family was totally complete. And the very best part was that only seven short days remained until the terrible zombie apocalypse finally began. The final, tense week before the complete end of the world moved very fast. The strange city weather became completely crazy and totally wild every single day. The dark mornings were freezing cold like deep winter, but the sunny afternoons were boiling hot like a hot fire. The loud news anchors on the television talked about completely crazy things happening everywhere. They reported about strange, bloody fights breaking out in many other big cities. The silly news people called it a simple "mass sickness" and tol

Yeah, it was so unexplainable how these things happened…“ ”No, what I mean is… how dinosaurs are the first to show. It was like a Mesozoic era at first and then what happened last night was a Paleozoic. Now we are back in the era of what this world usually is“ Ah, so he isn't talking about the events happening suddenly but about those events happening in an unexplainable manner. Well.. he was right. He does have a point… ”It makes me think that the one who created this is a total idiot person“

Upon hearing that, Xzavion asked, “What was it?” The tombkeeper answered, “The Dark World cracked, and a dark aura swept across the Great Genesis Worlds. Countless living beings were tainted with the dark aura. Some went insane, while some died. To solve this matter, many Orthodoxes of the Ancient Genesis World worked together to wipe out the Dark World. They wanted the Dark World to be gone forever and removed from the Great Genesis Worlds.” “How did such a thing happen?” James was confused. He asked, “The dark aura is only a kind of Genesis Energy. Why would the living beings of the outside world die or become insane after being tainted by it?”

Yeah everything looks all pristine and innocent during the day, but night time around the packhouse can be pretty fucking terrifying. And I’m the reaper himself. I have fourteen dead flies on my legs. Insects, yes, and definitely not sexy looking. But symbols of the males that tried to take me down and fuckin’ failed. But I know better than anyone, even my wolf… Flyers don’t live forever. We do our part to make this world a better place and try to leave it for those after us to prosper. Doze shakes his head and before he speaks, I already know why he’s pissed.

She whispered, a bit uncomfortable that somebody might quell us likewise. "But why now?" "I don't know. Perhaps the world's web was pruned off because of this apocalypse." I bobbed my head for a nod. I didn't mull over the queries in my head 'cause I'm pleased with her response. Making a fuss about it doesn't seem to fit these circumstances. After all, her replies made sense. However, people retained their gasps and murmurs when the news is in haste to provide details about this shit. "The extensive ultimate destruction of the world has now come."

After a moment, she said in a low voice, "Ms. Santoro had passed away." "What did you say?" Matteo's voice trembled uncontrollably. He grabbed the nurse's arm, his eyes widening with disbelief. "She passed away? When did it happen?" The nurse flinched at his intensity and stammered, "Y- Yesterday afternoon. I remember it very clearly. Her daughter didn't make it in time to see her one last time." Yesterday afternoon…

Death expected within 30 seconds! [If the Female Protagonist dies, this world will enter an irreversible self-destruction sequence. Within twenty-four hours, the entire dimension will collapse into a black hole. All living beings will cease to exist forever!] The System’s warning exploded in my ears like nonstop sirens, but I felt nothing. I lay motionless on the ground, staring blankly upward like a corpse whose soul had been ripped away. Scenes from the past replayed before my eyes one after another.