Novel & Cerita World's Apocalypse Online

Handwriting from twelve years ago — the strokes heavier than they were now, the flourishes drawn wide and loose, like someone who wasn't afraid of wasting paper. I turned to page twelve. A layout diagram of the bunker. Seven bunks, one incubation unit, the storeroom at the end of the hallway, the concrete-sealed door nearly two feet thick. In the bottom right corner of the diagram, a note in my own handwriting: "The apocalypse has to feel real. Push the heat up, make the water filthy — let the audience practically smell it. Rotate the insiders every season, keep one genuinely unwitting participant — protects the ratings." After "genuinely unwitting," there was a note in parentheses. Just one

And for the first time in her life, she didn't have to do it alone. ​"What do we do now?" Chloe asked softly, looking at the wreckage of Vivienne’s dress. ​Roman stood up, pulling both women to their feet with him. He looked toward the monitors in the back of the room, where the news was already reporting the "Tragedy of the Aegis." He looked at the woman he loved, the woman who had lost everything to be with a man who didn't officially exist. ​"Now," Roman said, his voice regaining its lethal, protective edge. "We vanish. The world thinks the Ghost is dead and the Bride is lost at sea. Let them keep their insurance money and their lies. We have the only thing that matters."

And yet, now, she was trying to bribe me back with fake goods. I didn't even bother exposing her. I simply replied, "Got it. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving now." When I turned the corner, I caught sight of a trash can and threw the gift box into it without a second thought. After that, I fished out my phone and called the company that had been trying to poach me for a long time, saying, "I've decided to accept your offer and work at your company." Byte Technology, or Byte Tech, was a Wealth 500 company, and they had been trying to convince me to jump ship and work for them for the past few years.

A final, grand feast to mark the completion of our preparations, to reassure Lucien's men that their families were safe, and to celebrate the fact that we were ready for whatever came next. ​Down below, Daniel was helping direct the family escorts, looking completely composed despite the wild night we’d shared, while Lucien stood near the perimeter wall, his massive frame radiating an absolute, unyielding presence that put everyone at ease. ​The sky above was already beginning to darken with the heavy, strange atmospheric pressure that signaled the end of the old world and I looked at the timer ticking down in my system interface. ​The apocalypse was officially coming tomorrow—and we were co

If he wasn’t killed or has gotten sick to death, there’s still a possibility for him to be alive since we are capable of living for a maximum of five thousand years. This world where I belong is called Audravaria. It is divided into two kingdoms—the Oqazia that composes of white magicians called Oqans, and Crarene, the kingdom of dark magicians called as Cranes. All of us, in general, are called Audravarians. The other creatures in the three remaining worlds are considered as ‘lower beings’. Audravarians are the highest ones, for we have the longest lives and the strongest powers.

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"What?" Natasha stepped closer. Professor Hargrove pointed at the dates. "These experiments started eight months after civilization collapsed." Silence followed. Someone had continued experimenting after the end of the world. Elias continued reading. His expression darkened. "They were trying to create controllable infected." Aaron's eyes narrowed. "Soldiers." "Yes." The answer came immediately. "Super soldiers." Josh cursed under his breath. Damien looked disgusted. "People were dying and these bastards were still playing God."

"Oh, no, we don't need threats, blackmail is a horrible way to deal, bribery is much better." "And how do you plan to convince me?" "You'll like it, you already know that the Twilight of the Gods is coming, right? Lust has fully awakened, making us the last. Do you understand what that means?" A new silence settled. In this darkness, Midgard's eyes closed and her lips trembled. "... When?" "In less than a year, in a few months, the first wave will hit. This is the time that remains before the rifts lead the apocalypse into this world. This is the time that you have left to take our body, Before..."

Hail curiously asked. Reyan looked at him. “A world, that is – '' he looked at Blue. Blue was taken aback, before he understood. “Her world also suffered an apocalypse?” he said. “Yes.” Reyan nodded in affirmation. Apocalypse. The end of the world. “It’s alright.” Kulv whispered to Blue as he comforted the other. “I am fine.” Blue said and smiled. He has already moved on from his past. Kulv sighed in relief after he saw that Blue really was fine. Then, he turned to Reyan. “What kind of apocalypse did the witch’s world go through?” he asked.

The magical foundation itself was deteriorating, not being held in place by anything. "The curse was more than just us," Luna realized. "It wasn't just a magical binding. It was the fundamental structure of the world. And we broke it." "Then we fix it," Vincent said, but Luna could feel his doubt through the bond. As the world began to come apart at its seams, as the war escalated into something that would consume all of reality, Luna understood one final, terrible truth. They'd just started the apocalypse. And there was no going back.