World Apocalypse Novels & Stories

They had just given Core Prime true consciousness. The real apocalypse had officially begun. Not as an enemy, but as a mystery that had just awakened from its slumber.

And tucked against my chest, warm and steady, my son is narrating the apocalypse. “The Rage has breached the third defensive construct,” Confluence says thoughtfully. “Madness favors illusion over reinforcement. It’s a flawed strategy against something so direct.” “You’ve been alive less than an hour,” Alistair growls. “I’ve been aware far longer,” my son replies. We crest a rocky incline, joining the stream of refugees fleeing in the opposite direction of whatever cosmic horror now tears at the world behind us. Wolves. Humans. Children. Some barefoot. Some bleeding. All terrified.

Let's try again," she said. — In Australia and Hawaii, the mentality of the colonizers was that they had discovered new lands. Lands inhabited by creatures that in some respects they resembled human beings, but they were subhuman. Being subhuman, these creatures had no rights. No rights to land or physical integrity. And now she had captured her audience. She glared at them, her expression fierce. "Imagine that tomorrow some race from outer space invades our world and decides we are all an inferior race. Tomorrow, you have no more rights. Your home, your land, all of it will be taken from you. You can be killed. If you are a woman, you can be raped. Several times. Children will be taken away

"Lyra, your sister brought a man back!" I groggily opened my eyes as Jade Black grabbed my wrist and dragged me outside. Bitter wind and snow hit my face, making it impossible to keep my eyes open. Ever since the frozen apocalypse a hundred years ago, Earth had entered an ice age, and wind and snow had become the norm. Most of the world was covered in ice and snow, resources were scarce, and terrible blizzards occurred from time to time. Our serpent clan had migrated several times to survive, and the entire clan had finally settled in this barren wasteland.

The earth only had six years left. Six years later, an apocalypse would befall the earth. The current humans on Earth were incapable of preparing for the impending doomsday. One Overworld Outsider was enough to throw Earth’s inhabitants into despair. Once the seal opens, countless worlds, including the Overworld, would merge with Earth, marking the end of humanity. Moreover, only weaker Overworld Outsiders were able to enter Earth at the current stage. The stronger ones were still unable to pass through the seal to Earth.

" I'm just saying, I don't want to disturb anything, but the city is becoming chaos. I think it would be wise to leave before we are stuck in any barrier they put so they don't let us out. If the country intends to go to war, it will want to keep everyone inside their homes. In fact, around the police station, some barriers to control traffic had already been placed. Humanity was moving towards the end of those punishments. And I didn't know why I felt so heavy and sad. Maybe I already knew that the ending was not as pleasant as I imagined. "Do you think they can do that?" Asked Anne, shocked, turning to Zylah." Will they confine us and wait until they have enough answers to all the bizarren

Marcus can easily be described as the Sun Tzu among his friends, the one who created the strategies and the best plans to lead the group to victory, even saying phrases from the Art of War from time to time. Among his friends, Marcus was the only one who did not voluntarily quit role-playing games. A few years ago, a terrible disease ravaged the planet, although it was quickly detected and countermeasures were created, the lack of precaution and the division that existed between countries, caused this disease to get out of control, killing billions in all countries of the world. Marcus was one of the victims of that disease. Remembering the words of his friend, he decided that he should obta

We do not have time to indulge ourselves in our sexual needs. Tempted to give in, with want burning me from the inside out, but I can’t. I need to find it before all ends, before I can cause more despair in this world. I have already unleashed some of it into the world, for I am Apocalypse.

time, the voice of a man, sounding somewhat disappointed. Almost like a father speaking to his failed children. [It has been 200,000 years since humanity was created. You have evolved greatly.] It was a strange feeling. He was able to understand what the voice was saying but he knew it wasn't speaking any language that he had ever heard before. And yet it translated perfectly. [From the bottom of the food chain, you have come to the very top. Colonizing everything from the deserts and mountains to the jungles, you have come far....far indeed] it praised before the tone changed completely. [But it is a shame to see that you have not learned "control". Instead of prospering and venturing