The Whole World Awakened My Clones Are Everywhere Novels & Stories

Then— The abandoned emergency power grid beneath the ruins suddenly activated. An unknown piece of code forced the dormant system online. Blinding red light erupted from the clone's platform. The AI had abandoned temptation. Now it reached for something else. Something buried fifteen years deep. A classified recording. The clone floating peacefully inside the nutrient solution suddenly twitched. Its eyelashes trembled violently. Bubbles erupted around its body. The counterfeit opened its eyes. There was no white. Only pure black. Bottomless. Unnatural. Its lips moved beneath the liquid. The emergency speaker system exploded with static.

Zane's Point Of View "This is where it ends," the clone whispered. He stood over me with the certainty of an executioner, raising his right hand to form a final, massive sphere of golden fire directly above my head. Even from feet away, the heat made my skin prickle with warning. "Twenty-four hours in the dark, original. Sleep well."

“I’ve come for her.” The first clone’s face twisted in fury. “No. She’s mine.” The tension exploded, two identical figures, fighting for her, each claiming her as their own. And then, the second clone reached out, grabbing her roughly. “You’re coming with me,” he snarled, voice filled with menace. “Wait, ” Alex shouted, struggling, but they were too strong. The clone’s arm jerked her forward, and everything went dark again. Her last thought was a desperate cry, what is happening?, as she was ripped away from the only world she knew. And the shadows swallowed her.

Immediately, their confidence against their enemy has been shaken. It was unforeseeable and shocking that shortly after Ali shouted, Alpha Lachlan and his troop was instantly adhered to where their feet are standing. The plot twist is kind of a good one. One by one those they had taken down already rose from the ground; it is as if they did not drained their energy in having a battle with them. Each one of them possesses orbs as red as ruby, as fiery as hell. Maridelle flinched and she took few steps backward until her back bumped on Alpha Lachlan’s back.

"Then we go home. And we figure out what kind of world we want to build." The surface was chaos—but good chaos. Clone werewolves milled across the ice, thousands of silver forms blinking in sunlight that many of them had never experienced. The artificial darkness that had shrouded the polar region was lifting, revealing a landscape that was harsh but natural. Real. Untainted by the Council's manipulations. "JACK!" A familiar voice. Marcus—no, one of the clones who looked like Marcus but wasn't—bounded toward us, his tail wagging with undignified enthusiasm. "You're alive! We thought—when the ground started shaking—"

"Your father's safeguards would have allowed you to halt Project Chrysalis. Without them, the new world begins in exactly twelve hours." Thompson had silently positioned himself for a clear shot, but Marcel's clone noticed the movement, signaling his operatives. "I wouldn't. The dead man's switch is already activated. Kill me, and every system triggers simultaneously." Alex lowered his weapon slowly, mind racing through scenarios. "You're destroying the world to save it. The same misguided philosophy that's failed throughout history." "Not destroying—transforming," Marcel's clone corrected. "The worthy will survive. Including you both, if you choose correctly."

How did that work? “I don’t know its name, but you’re in their plane now, and they want you, so we have to keep moving; we have to find a way out” Titan’s normally strong voice shook. “Come on, the archives would be here still, wouldn’t they? This is a mirror image of our world, so surely, they would still be here,” I asked myself more than him. “Whatever you choose, choose it quickly.” Aleena’s POV

Dwayne deserves to pay for his evil deeds. Menny and his wife Nerola lead us the pack training grounds where darkness has started to take over. Menny communicates through the pack mind and wolves start coming out of different corners of the woods. In normal circumstances, I would have freaked out of my mind and screamed out of my mind seeing a lot of wolves of different sizes and colours gathering around me, but this is not a normal situation. My normal ended this morning before I had a knock at my apartment door. Actually, my normal ended the day I met Jace and fell in love with him at the first sight.

I'm confused, "Who?" "The current Angelica," Delilah confirms. "We call her Angel, because she isn't really Angelica now is she." "There's more," he adds. "He's got clones all over the world ready to be launched at any moment. It's part of his bigger plan. According to this," he scrolls through the document, "These clones can be activated remotely. I'm not sure what the remote activiation does yet but..." Closing my eyes, I rub my temples. Thinking back on my childhood, I try to remember if there were any moments where my safety came into risk. Other than the Steele family curse, there has been no opportunity to make this kind of a switch.

The digital panel blinking. Olivia’s pulse slammed like a war drum. She walked forward, touched the chamber’s rim, felt the cold under her fingertips, and understood everything. The clone wasn’t just awake. She was loose. And she was close. Olivia turned to her team. “We find her. Immediately. Whatever it takes.” “Yes, ma’am.” She left the warehouse and stepped back into the rain. Only one thought cut through the chaos: If the clone had awakened… …then Jessica’s collapse wasn’t death.