Two Nobodies Fighting At The End Of The World Novels & Stories

We are home. THE END

After killing the sixth prince, I never imagined it would cost me my life. It no longer matters, as the world has finally come to an end. I am free. I, Zarah, am the last human in the area. There's no point in fighting if I'm going to be alone in the end, regardless of whether I liberate the world from the demons.

Strider and Nicholas wanted to continue fighting, but they were nearing their limits and could barely stand. A crisis was underway, and everyone in Navia's cities was dazed as they watched everything through their screens. The mightiest people in the whole world seemed to have fallen before Shadowblade's powers. As Shadowblade raised his sword again, it felt like he could annihilate the whole world with just one more strike. "Is it really over for us?" The people were despaired, believing the end was upon them. They saw how Nova continued to struggle, along with everyone else, and knew that they had all done their best.

That same protective, possessive Alpha growl rumbles in his throat. Beyond the threshold, the last of our fighters fall. The mutant wolves race up the stone steps. I am running out of time. “Anton…” I gasp out my husband’s name as his eyes are filled with an indifference I have never experienced before. “You need to stall them, Moxie; you are capable of fighting them.” Chloe shrieks out, covering her face as she looks at the gaining mutant wolves behind me. I can feel their paws vibrate against the ground as they race towards me.

Noah shook his head. “You don’t understand.” He pointed toward the darkness. “Without a future…” The ground began shaking. ”something that has been waiting for the future can finally move.” Sophia stood. “What thing?” Noah whispered: “The End.” Death looked at him. “I am the End.” Noah shook his head. “Not you.” The sky turned completely black. A single white line appeared. Then a voice spoke from beyond every universe: “You have given everyone freedom.” Sophia looked upward.

Upon getting to her place and touching her, Nadazhda felt a zap of energy around her body before an unknown force threw her to the wall. “The future is gloomy. The deads are restless. The blood is dripping. And there she was screaming. The moon is bleeding. Her children were dying. The world is ending. And he was fading. Tomorrow is unknown. War is brewing. Revenge is burning. And there she was, smiling. People are slipping. Ties are broken. The deeds are done. And...” Nadazhda's eyes dropped close with the intensity of the pain in her head, her consciousness slipping in and out before settled on the dark world, not after hearing an angry growl.

Above us, drones buzzed like angry hornets. ​I stepped out of the lead pod first. I wasn't carrying a weapon. I wasn't glowing. I was holding Rowan’s hand. ​Behind me, the forty-two Echoes emerged. They weren't flying, and they weren't pulsing with light. They looked like what they were: forty-two tired, resilient children who had survived the end of the world. ​A man in a heavy tactical coat stepped forward from the UN contingency. He was flanked by a woman in a sharp military uniform from the New European Alliance.

God, I had no idea life could be so fun when I did not have to think about them. My partner called me and started an online meeting. Excited, they told me the project ended perfectly on their side. The path had been hard. Fortunately, the end was perfect. It did not get in the way of us making money. I had to ask, though. I wanted to know what happened after I dropped out of the project. My partner thought I was just being curious. "Nothing much. Claude Group's representative got fired because he made a big blunder. Ms. Claude treated him like he was the most important thing to her. I thought they had a fling. Guess not."

-END OF CHAPTER NINE- A shadowy figure watches from the horizon: “The Guardian thinks she’s won… but the real war begins tomorrow.”

They only stopped fighting when darkness fell. Everyone—Darryl, Dax, Chester, Leonardo, and the other cultivators—were all exhausted. They had no strength to continue the battle. Woo! “My fellow brothers. Stop!” Darryl slumped on the ground to take a deep breath. He glared at the New World Emperor. “Let’s stop. If you promise never to invade the World Universe and let Yvette go with me, then I will not kill you. Our grudge will be settled…”