The World After The End Novels & Stories

I looked at Nyra and she straightened slightly and then spoke. “I want to find him.” There was silence then Uncle Kael laughed in disbelief “Of course you do.” He said in a mocking tone. Nyra glared at him “I wasn’t asking for permission .” Mother moved toward the map and her finger traced several territories. “After the Great War, the world changed.” The familiar map stretched before us showing the six countries, the last surviving kingdoms after the war. The world our parents had fought to save. Mother pointed toward our territory.

They were grabbing people, lifting them into the air, and absorbing them into their metal bodies. "The Great Alpha is hungry, Hazel," the Ghost laughed. "And I’m the one feeding him. Once he has enough souls, he’ll be unstoppable. The Board, the Resistance, your father, they'll all be dust." "And Bryan? And Elle?" I asked. My heart felt like it was breaking. "What happens to them?" "They’ll be part of the new world," she said coldly. "They’ll be safe inside the Hive. No more running. No more fear. Just eternal peace."

Three days after the light died, Florence smelled like rain again. The city’s power returned in uneven surges, bulbs buzzing to life in apartments that had been dark for weeks. Alessandro watched the streets from the balcony of what was left of their building, a chipped mug of coffee in his hands, its steam curling into the damp morning. The world had not ended. It had simply gone quiet. Emergency broadcasts crackled on the radio, reporting that global networks were back online under a temporary council. People called it The Wake, as if the planet itself was grieving a god.

People screamed as they watched this insanity happen, who could ever believe that the apocalypse that would come on Earth would suddenly descend and eliminate all humans without warning? As some people watched on TV how the humans varnished, whether they died or not or simply just varnished, was a mystery. It was crazy, no remains, nothing at all, like an eraser simply cleaned off life, JUST LIKE THAT. The brim of the country couldn’t calm their people down on this as they themselves couldn’t be calm either. The beams seemed to travel around the world and death or rather elimination was inevitable. It was a rather strange end, no disease, no zombies, no robot or alien invasion, no cruel deat

Maya now feels like she has a pedestal that can remind her that Maya has indeed lived in that chaotic world. "Of course, it's terrible. Chaos everywhere, the world with the law of the jungle, and the rampant crime because the world has no definite laws anymore. At first, the world did look like hell. Ah, until the end it might still look like hell. But at least at the end of my life, I've given them the knowledge they can use to wipe out the remaining zombies on earth. Maybe the process isn't easy. But I'm sure one day, that world will truly be escape from the influence of zombies and restore its peace again."

I still haven't know what would happen if we would kill the protagonists. Would the world collapse since this world was made for those protagonists? END OF CHAPTER 38

And the future? It became ours to rewrite. THE END. Thank You for Reading! This marks the quit of the journey, however the starting of a brand new era. The universe is saved. But what comes next? Maybe that’s a tale for every other time.

Like the world was already coming to an end. "She didn't unleash anything!" Silva yelled to Butt. Suddenly an earthquake started. Cars, people, properties, were prepared to be laid to waste. The cloud split into two parts, a dark side blinking continually, and a red part, having lightening striking above. Lands capsizing, and it was until now we saw the true meaning of Chaos And Apocalypse. A heavy rain all of a sudden started with no cause. Perhaps, this was how it is suppose to end. No last fight. We had our chance and we wasted it.

the voice continued. The world trembled, a brilliant light bursting forth as the Destroyer fell. The light coalesced into a towering, crystallized white barrier, its surface etched with intricate patterns that seemed to shift and writhe like living serpents. The barrier pulsed with an ethereal energy, its presence both captivating and terrifying. As the world slowly healed from the wounds of war, the Divine Being vanished, leaving behind a prophecy: "The Destroyer will return, and the world must be prepared to face its darkness once more."

"Of course, you would." Dr. Melendez's pupils constricted. "I don't believe you realize the gravity of our predicament. The world has vanished. It's not going to come back in its present state. More than eighty-nine percent of the total of the world's population has been wiped off. Even if every rotten return to a steady-state, we'll still be at a quarter of our previous population. Several of them have been killed by the armed services, other evacuees, or devoured before they could regenerate." "How much could you believe is left?" Diana inquired.