The Day The World Died Novels & Stories

“In the year 2022, a pandemic will occur and there is no cure… many people all around the world will die. My uncle, I mean your father, died in an accident and reincarnated two years back.” “Die? Oh please, Blair… don’t kid about death. It’s not funny.” “I am damn serious, Trestan. He needed to find the mastermind of this crisis, which is the organization that I tell you about." She sighed and continued explaining. "So if he died, we will not survive the crisis because he knows what might happen in the future. Maybe it will be the end of human lives." "How---That's impossible..." He mumbled. He couldn't believe what she was saying.

The lonely, yet stunningly beautiful death or simply Sebastian, ran his fingers through his long thick black hair. Bright citrine eyes surrounded by rich black lashes glance across the bare landscape. The year 1245 a.d. Sebastian once again is late to save his soulmate. He always finds them, male or female, moments after their death. He rubbed his eyes and kneeled down next to the young woman that had been crushed to death by a stampede of buffaloes. He gritted his teeth and cursed the fates.

They looked pitiable, lying there in different positions, grabbing their necks as something choked their lives away, just the way Jason had envisioned it. Jason’s uncle watched from behind them, terrified. In all his years on earth, he had never seen anything like this. It was too sweeping to be a coincidence; everybody could not just start choking to death. He saw the angry look on Jason’s face before Jason’s eyes rested on him and quickly retreated into the safety of his house. That was the last day the man went near Jason or his siblings. It was also the day Jason started seeing the ascian. No matter when he came out, no light could cast his shadow.

However, as bizarre as that sight was, it was nothing compared to what lay in the snow next to them. At first Emily thought it was her husband, his skull cracked open in twilight once more. Only no. It couldn’t be. The Ministry no longer exterminated the infected in their homes, dragging them out into the streets and slaughtering them like dogs as they had her husband. In fact, Jordan was the last person to have his life prematurely ended that way in all fifty states. It was his death that led to the revolt, catching the entire country off guard. Emily had been proud of South Carolina then, despite their betrayal coming from those very streets—from people she had trusted no less. The zombie

That's when she realized that the happiness she felt back then is now over. Years have passed and Selene suffered from countless schemes and evil plots from the other women of the Ruler, she decided to kill herself. The Monarch became even more colder and ruthless than before because the moment Selene died, he felt it. He doesn't have any affection for her yet but the feeling of being deceived and played makes him angry and heartless. He declared war between the Ruler of the Sky causing the world to be in chaos, full of death and destruction as anyone can tell that their world will soon turn into the finest dust. •••

The Third World War began on August fifteenth, 2030. It only lasted three days. It was a war that ended with twenty-thousand nuclear warheads and a burning Earth. With over one billion fatalities, the Third World War was labelled the largest global catastrophe since the extinction of the dinosaurs. Another hundred million more died soon after, victims of the swift and deadly killer that was radiation sickness. Worldwide infrastructure failed in less than a day-everything from microchips to national power grids were fried by the blasts.

"Oh, sorry. " "I, being the God of time, had already beheld the end of the world, and trust me, it wasn't like anything mankind ever anticipated. So many infinite schemes of doomsday, it could never be stopped except by the Black Stone. The Black Stone is the most feared object in the whole of 'The Sky Pillars'; where we Gods abide because of the power which it posses, but I had the responsibility of wielding it, even if it was never going to be used. "

Esther's voice chirps in. "The world of illusions reapers, the great world of fantasy, and the canyon of death. El mundo de la ilusión de los recuentos, el gran mundo del espejo y el cañón de la muerte. Surge y sostuvo mis llamadas. " I heard the familiar voice chanting in an unknown language. "You are doomed, Rey Reed Smith." General Zod's voice concluded, followed by a great earthquake which shook the whole building to its hinges. Gradually, the room started shifting into another place.

Emma scoffed. “Is that a problem strawberry shortcake?” Oliver asked. “Yes, it’s a big fucking problem Olly! We do cars not drugs.” Emma said, more respectfully. Oliver stood from his seat and walked across the long room, past Lucas and Emma. He tilted a painting to the side revealing a hidden holo-phone. After moving his hand along the holo-screen a few times, the ceiling began lowering. The table now held thousands of tightly wrapped plastic bricks of black tar. “Not anymore.” Oliver stated plainly. He walked back his seat.

He stumbled forward and reached for my belly. "The baby! Where is the baby? What happened?" The grief on his face was a sick joke. The thing I had been holding in for weeks finally came up out of me. "Mason, you are asking now? Now you remember? "The day of the crash, I was pinned under the car, hemorrhaging, and you took the ambulance I called for and put your woman in it. "It was you. You killed our baby." His shoulders rocked.