The World After The Fall Wiki Novels & Stories

It's kinda troublesome and understandable at the same time that I need to meet necessary people and events first before I can learn what my tasks are. The points in each of them are pretty high and that comforts me a little. Looks like the one million points is not impossible to reach at all. "What's with that blackened status?" The maidservants took my dress off and even if I find it kinda awkward, I know that Selene used to like them serving her like this. "Due to the high blackened status of the Monarch in the past life, it also accelerated the speed of the world's collapse, that's why we need to turn it into zero!"

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

​Five Years After the Exodus ​The world did not return to the way it was before the Great Collapse. It became something entirely new, a biological machine of obsidian, emerald, and gold. ​Neo-Tokyo was no longer a city of steel and glass; it was a Megapropolis. The "Living Spire" had reached a height of three thousand meters, its canopy spreading like a massive, organic umbrella over the entire Kanto Plain. The "Gutter" was now the Deep-Root District, a cool, shaded labyrinth of hanging gardens and bioluminescent plazas where the air was so pure it tasted like mountain water.

He dropped it into the grave. ​"Goodbye, Maya," he whispered. "I’ll see you in the dark." ​The Aftermath of Peace ​The sun disappeared, and the cold mountain night took hold. One by one, the others retreated back into the Fortress, leaving Roman alone under the pine tree. ​He sat on the dirt, his back against the bark, staring out at the horizon. The "hood days" were over. The war was won, but the victory was a hollow, echoing thing.

Because it sounded exactly like something everyone else had been saying. There was always another layer. Another secret. Another person claiming they knew the truth better than me. “What did they do to me?” Adrian looked at me for a long moment. Then he answered. “They prepared you.” The words made my stomach twist. “For what?” He didn’t respond immediately. That was worse. Because whatever the answer was, he knew it mattered. Finally, he said: “For the world that was coming.” I frowned. “What world?” “The one where systems fail. Governments collapse. Technology becomes uncontrollable. Human beings become dependent on things they cannot understand.”

Years passed, and the quiet peace that settled over the land after the fall of Victoria Fontaine became a beacon of hope for all who had once lived in fear. The world, once fractured by power struggles and bloodshed, was now slowly but surely beginning to heal. The wounds were deep, but the promise of a brighter future kept them moving forward.

After the war, the world was divided into different sectors that can also be known as a pack. They called it the United Twelve Sector, but there was nothing united about it. The world hierarchy had fractured during the war. Human governments collapsed , with some of them retreating into underground bunkers with their arms and weapons. Leaving only the supernaturals, that's the werewolfs who treasure their territory more than anything to be at the forefront of the war. Bearing the brute attack of the aliens.

Four Great Seraphs~" - Irina synthesized what Heaven was and their Angels. Then Ravel stood up from the chair she was sitting on, and by the surprise of Rias, she explained about the Underworld. "The Underworld is roughly the same size as the Human world, but with a much larger landmass, as there are no oceans and just lakes. It was once ruled by the '72 Pillars' of the Judeo/Christian religion but after the Great War, over half of them became extinct. Right now it's ruled by the 'Four Great Satans' titled 'Lucifer, Leviathan, Beelzebub, and Asmodeus'. Because after the Great War the original ones died, new candidates were chosen to possess those titles and rule the Underworld." - Ravel fini

But in that moment, as we gazed upon the dawning of a new era, I knew that our efforts had not been in vain. Together, we had shattered the chains of manipulation, unraveled the secrets of the secret society, and reclaimed our autonomy. And in doing so, we had become more than just survivors. We had become champions of truth, guardians of freedom, and catalysts for change in a world yearning for liberation. ******************* As the dust settled and the world began to rebuild itself in the aftermath of the secret society's downfall, a new threat emerged from the shadows. A faction of disillusioned individuals, once part of the secret society, sought to reclaim their power and restore their