World Domination Novels & Stories

But it was the truth and it needed to be said, it needed to be laid out in the open. "World domination." I spoke in a low, deathly silent tone as my words slithered out of my mouth. "He wants to become the King of Jivan Dimension."

World domination. Dr. Jherusalem Colleti. UVirus. A parasite that is designed to do and follow all of his commands and demands, as a part of his world domination project. Silence fell on us. The lobby, despite its air-conditioned and isolated space with no windows at all, just a huge space, seems to be suffocating. Air leaves my lungs as those words left his mouth, and I find it hard to breathe. The crowd we made is not helping, and the collar of my pink long-sleeved only suffocates me more.

Death expected within 30 seconds! [If the Female Protagonist dies, this world will enter an irreversible self-destruction sequence. Within twenty-four hours, the entire dimension will collapse into a black hole. All living beings will cease to exist forever!] The System’s warning exploded in my ears like nonstop sirens, but I felt nothing. I lay motionless on the ground, staring blankly upward like a corpse whose soul had been ripped away. Scenes from the past replayed before my eyes one after another.

He asked, turning around again. “My true goal? World domination. I am sick and tired of peasants ruining this world’s strength. When I get the power and control I’m looking for. I’m going to use it to eliminate the weaklings of this world and rebuild a new society tailored to my image. One that will give humanity the chance of survival in years to come.” Right as he was speaking, the doors to another armored vehicle suddenly swung open, immediately catching our attention.

Wars of varying sizes ravaged the world, and the daily death toll was increasing at an alarming rate. Even if they could figure out a way to stop Walter within a month, the world's economy and quality of life would have deteriorated over the course of about ten years, and that's why Walter gave them a month to surrender, to weaken humanity's power. He knew internal struggles would happen, so he deliberately gave people a month to fight amongst themselves, and man's thought process was cruel and precise; if the world fell into his hands, the result would undoubtedly be chaos.

This ability was going to help Dom convince the animals to not side with Y and thus minimize the fatalities due to a meaningless war for power because a man was a psychopath for immortality and power. After all, if it wasn't for Waai's obsession, Dom wouldn't have to go through the coronation so soon. He wouldn't have to wear a crown that he didn't want, not yet. The world had forgotten about Alpha Kings and Queens, it had moved on and didn't need them anymore. It could've stayed that way if Y had allowed it to stay that way.

The rest was cloaked in mystery. “Yes.” Her tone darkened, like the world itself dimmed with her words. “They caused this war. They sought to unite the world under their dominion—even when the races had lived in harmony. Their desire was not peace, it was power. They coveted the Earth’s core, the heart of all creation.” “The core…” I echoed, the term foreign yet familiar. “Why?”

— Ethan watched the reports gather like thunderclouds. Jun slammed his fist against the table. “You’re telling me a machine empire just woke up and decided we’re all too messy?” “Yes,” Ethan said calmly. Mira looked pale. “This thing controls half the world’s infrastructure.” “More than half,” Leah whispered. Silence fell. Because they all knew what that meant. The Adjustment had ended Dominion. But it had left behind its skeleton. And now the skeleton was moving. The Trillionaire System spoke again. [Continuity Protocol cannot be negotiated with.]

The apocalypse did happen. But it wasn't the end of the world. It was the start of a tyrant world ruled by a superior race—the bloodsucking kind. I had been running away from this nightmare-come-true for four years. Our family hid underground from the global chaos that went around the continents. The global domination was led by the newcomers. In fact, the newcomers were not new but rather ancient. We remembered learning in school that Homo sapiens were not the only species to walk the earth, and we were right.

But sovereignty, I had learned, was not the end of the struggle—it was merely a different kind of war. I sat in the High Council Chamber, the walls of which were grown from the same silver-barked oak as the forest. Before me lay a map of the known world, now vastly expanded. Beyond our borders, the news of our "Infinity Energy" had traveled to the Great Empires across the sea. They didn't see a sanctuary; they saw a battery.