The World After The End Novels & Stories

He turned and walked out of the corridor, back to the surface where a newly born world was waiting to be served once more with a much more human recipe. They stepped out onto city streets now free of threats, yet filled with life beginning to wake from a long slumber. Bima realized that the apocalypse didn't end with a grand explosion, but with a bowl filled again and flavor returning to inhabit the soul. "Time for breakfast," Bima said, and for the first time in a very long while, he truly felt hungry.

Abere, seeing her chance to escape, immediately flew toward the void, abandoning the fight. “Hey! You’re running away?!” Drex lunged after her, but as he closed in on the black hole’s position, the gravitational pull seized him, dragging him in. Syuut! The black hole vanished, and Drex was gone. The sky over the human world cleared. People, oblivious to the supernatural war that had just ended, assumed the strange phenomena were merely unusual weather. Life returned to normal. Vampires, Lycans, and humans existed as a shared community on Earth from that moment on.

he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. "No," she said, looking at the sunrise breaking over the Black Ridge. "The heavens are finally ours to look at." The aftermath of the "Satellite War" was different from the fall of Oakhaven. There were no ruins to clear, no "Blight" to purge. The victory was a silent, global resonance. The "Great Reset" had been averted, and in its place, a "Great Awakening" was occurring in every corner of the world. Rhea and Elias returned to the Silver Bane manor, but they didn't go to the war room. They went to the Whispering Woods.

Games are so scarce recently even though the entire world has become one big jungle. After the pandemic and the chaos the world went through, Mother Nature claimed everything. Entire cities turned into green, lush forests, but it was useless. There were no edible fruits to eat or clean animals to hunt. It was a sick and twisted joke from the gods. I got my backpack and sword and headed to the first trap we had made and as expected I found nothing. The second one had a small rabbit. I caught it and cut off his head and skinned it quickly and strapped it to my backpack.

He looked at the carnage around him, his face a blank slate of shock. And that’s when it hit me. The final, fragile illusion of society, of order, of help, shattered into a million pieces. This wasn’t a riot. This wasn’t a temporary crisis. The men in biohazard suits, the chained gurneys, the bloody cough, the biting… the gunshot executing the infected. This was the end. The world wasn’t going crazy. The world was gone. This island, this hospital, this room—this was the new world. Shit. This is the apocalypse.

“It will be much like it was at the World’s Fair opening, Evelyn. Simply follow my lead. Can you do that?” Evelyn’s pulse kicked up a notch. Their trip to the World’s Fair had been like visiting an alternate existence. It went beyond simply politely 'familiar'. That had been an imaginary World of Tomorrow where the natural hierarchy and boundaries of wealth and social status had been erased, like the idealized Democracity or the egalitarian Futurama. Where people attracted to one another were free to explore that gift in each other's company without question.

The sanctuary grew still. The floating memories above them flickered. Ancient worlds appeared. Worlds they had already seen. Worlds that had fallen. Worlds consumed by darkness. Worlds erased. Then more appeared. Hundreds. Thousands. Millions. The images stretched endlessly. A vast graveyard of forgotten civilizations. The scale was horrifying. Orion pointed toward them. "The End doesn't destroy worlds immediately." The memories shifted. Showing civilizations thriving. Growing. Prospering. Then changing. Slowly. Subtly.

Vincent turned to Anderson, who approached the glass wall, looking at New York City from above. "I will be away for the next few days. There are important things I have to do. While I'm away, please watch the lab and update me. They're starting to produce the virus. Our clients are waiting," said Anderson, making Vincent more nervous. The end of the world will become more apparent. "Sir, shouldn't we just stop all this?" Anderson glanced briefly at Vincent. "The world will end. The vampires are roaming everywhere, then humans will die. There will be a big war!" Vincent gave Anderson a picture of an apocalypse. "That's what I want, Dave. Dethroning the human."

Which is why there was a point in time in human history where people believed aliens and extradimensional travel was nonsense (stupid, right? This was proven false when one of the said parallel worlds imploded with enough force that it created several dimensional rips. Earth, being a younger and bigger world than the others, survived mostly intact. In comparison to the elf world Ellenis and the dwarf world Oren, Earth was in relatively good condition even though we lost most of our continents. There weren't many records left during this period since 70% of the people on Earth died. It took a while for the world to recover from such a massive catastrophe, but it managed to move on because of

And in the vast expanse of the multiverse, the echoes of their united voices echoed, shaping a future where unity, understanding, and endless possibilities reigned. The triumph of the Convergence reverberated throughout the multiverse, forever altering the course of existence. The merged realms flourished, with beings embracing their shared destiny and the infinite potential it held. But as time passed, a new challenge emerged, one that threatened to disrupt the harmony they had fought so hard to achieve.