The Last Man On Earth Novel Novels & Stories

Inside Zuno’s secret room, Zuno is so busy with a new robot mission, while the robot is standing beside him. “Um,Zuno, what’s that?” The robot asked and pointed at something. Zuno looks at it and then smiles at him. “Oh, that’s a portal connecting the SOS planet and Earth.” Zuno answered and continued with his work. The robot’s mouth forms an “o” as he’s so amazed and feeling so curious about the planet Earth. “Um, what's Earth?” The robot asked. “Oh, Earth is another planet. There are so many living things there unlike here. People there aren’t aliens, they are humans. The planet Earth is the best planet I think.” Zuno answered while he was so busy.

⁂Chapter 2⁂ ********* ** ******** In a spacious cold office. A hand vigorously typed on the keyboard. The hand is long and slender with beautifully manicured fingernails. The expression on the owner's face was cold, no doubt the office was cold too. Everything about the office was dark and cold. The sofa, curtains, marble floor, the ceilings were painted black. Even the painting on the wall was black. On one side of the wall hung a large framed picture of a man with red eyes. The dark grey suit on his well-built body made him look evil and dangerous.

Only once I was stable enough to understand his words did he break the silence between us. “There are things that no Saint or Messiah can see. It’s shown only to the prophesied one. And as the last man standing, there are several things only I must know. Nothing is ever free in this world. So, if you have questions, you may ask because this is the only chance you have.” “You ended the world, right?” “Who am I to do that? It was destiny.” “The world ended and everyone else died, so how are we here? You said you were the last man standing and in this life you have no mana. Not even a drop. So… did you… do something?” I asked.

If I was being precise, the last time we conversed was before I was defeated on the training ground. I was still curious as to why I felt funny shortly before the guards came to my rescue. They chased the hefty men away and it was as though they chased the feeling away with them. I wondered what could have happened if the guards hadn’t shown up when they did. Alpha Kellan’s scent kept filling my nostrils and it was how I knew he hadn’t left. He was still having breakfast. I didn’t have to look back to know. After speaking with him, I planned to return to my room and go back to sleep. Perhaps I might wake up on the good side of the bed.

Few minutes later, he was about to enter into the Heaven On Earth Church compound, when he started vapourizing. He immediately disappeared the moment Chief Randall fell off his bed and broke his neck. Savin Orek’s invisible double crossed the road and kept walking briskly towards Heaven On Earth Church, eager to carry out her Utmost Prosperity’s orders. He had already unsheathed Orek’s katana inside the church auditorium, very close to the Parish Pastor’s office, when he suddenly began to grimace. This was followed by his left hand trying to push out ‘something’ which had painfully passed through his back. He raised his right hand, clenched his teeth and suddenly disappeared.

He was so dumbfounded by the scene that he dropped his cigar onto his pants, making a sizzling sound. "W-Who are you?" Jayden gulped nervously, trembling as he looked at Yoel. He was astonished. In just over two minutes, all fifty men were down. Such skills were unparalleled in the entire underground world of Mendorra! Nonetheless, Jayden was not a fool. He knew that someone with these abilities was no ordinary person. Could he have provoked someone formidable today? "What do you think? Do you still want to call for help? I can wait for you," Howard said casually as Yoel returned to his seat.

The man smiled. "And Sophia?" Liam froze. "Where is she?" The man chuckled. "Alive." Liam relaxed slightly. "But not for long." "No." The man leaned forward. "You know what I want." Liam looked away. "I'm never giving it to you." The man's smile disappeared. "Then everyone dies." --- That evening, Emma sat surrounded by the anonymous messages. The photographs. The unknown numbers. Everything. Noah sat beside her. Neither had spoken for several minutes.

"Jessica, do your best out there. Don't make our unit look bad." I saluted him. "I won't let you down, sir!" "Alright, get going." Mr. Hall waved me off, sounding almost annoyed. As I turned away, I caught a glimpse. The veteran who had never cried on the battlefield was quietly wiping his face as he looked to the side. – That night, Samson and Celia came home with a bunch of friends. The house was quiet and dark, and Samson was already getting irritated. When he turned on the light and saw the table covered with food, his mood finally softened.

Instead, he leaned back against a mahogany shelf, his casual sweater bunching at his shoulders. He looked at the stack of books on my desk, his eyes lingering on a tattered spine I had tucked at the bottom. "Wait, is that THE STAND?" he asked, pointing to the thick paperback. I looked down, my eyes landing on the book he was referring to. It was a survival horror story. Something about an alien invasion and humans getting wiped out one by one. "Oh. Yes. I’ve read it three times, but I find comfort in the end of the world sometimes. It makes my own feel... manageable."

No armor. No crown. No weapons. Nothing about him seemed impressive. Yet entire universes bent around him. Reality struggled to contain him. Existence itself seemed nervous. The man stepped onto the edge of the Graveyard. The moment his foot touched reality, the crack sealed behind him. Instantly. Effortlessly. As though reality feared remaining open. The man looked around. Examining the Graveyard. The Last Tree. The dead universes. The Witnesses. The Void. Everything. Then his gaze settled on Nova.