apocalypse

What happens when the protagonist of a world dies? Does the world cease to exist? Or does it hold its crumbling pieces together in a desperate attempt to save itself? In a world where peace had finally become a reality, the man chosen by fate dies in an accident the world was never meant to allow. His death went unnoticed, unacknowledged by the world and the system that rules it. Until it was too late. As things go south and mana starts seeping into a world that is marching towards its demise, Kim Han—a man that was never supposed to mean anything in this story—finds himself facing a difficult situation. Unseen and uninterrupted by the fate that was withering, he must decide if he should quietly intervene in the tragedy that will unfold, or let the world choke under the weight of a story that will now never end.

The servers gone, but the true game has just begun. When the Armor Link collided with reality, humanity was demoted to mere prey for the Shadow Shifters. Ninety-nine percent of those who awakened became "Armor Warriors"—disposable soldiers forced into fragile, one-time-use armor. Except for me. While the world's "heroes" crawl in the dirt, begging for a single scrap of metal to survive, I have awakened as the world’s first and only Armor Smith. To them, armor is a desperate shield for survival. To me, it is a toy I can reshape with a single thought. They fight to endure; I build to dominate. My name is Lawson. I don’t just wear armor—I am the One who defines it. I am the ten-year veteran who knows the true logic of this game. "Log-in successful. The Era of the Creator starts now." ​[God-tier Crafting] [Strategic Mastermind] [Zero-to-Hero] [Mecha-Evolution]

In a city where demons wear human faces and secrets bleed beneath neon lights, survival belongs to the ruthless. Haruto Shikigami thought he was ordinary—until the night crimson fire erupted from his hands and a voice from the abyss whispered his true name. He is not just human. He is the heir to the Covenant. Long ago, an ancient devil made a pact with a secret order: in exchange for holding back a greater catastrophe, a chosen bloodline would serve as its vessel across generations. Power in return for control. Protection in return for obedience. But the pact is weakening. Monsters are slipping through the cracks of reality. Covenant hunters are turning against their own. And at the center of the unraveling stands Haruto—unstable, untrained, and carrying a power that could either seal the darkness… or unleash it. Forced into a tense alliance with the calm and deadly Rael, wielder of an opposing blue flame, Haruto must learn the truth about the original pact before the devil bound to his soul breaks free. Because the Covenant was never meant to last forever. And when it shatters, the world won’t need saving. It will need surviving.

With only one hour left before the world ends, what can a person who has spent his entire life locked inside a small room possibly do? Fight. Not against fate—but against the only thing that ever trapped him there. Something that cannot be seen nor reasoned with. Only endured. And yet, even at the end of the world, nothing changes. Most people rush outside, chasing their final moments. But he, he doesn't. He stays. Alone. The story should have ended here. Instead, he finds himself at an empty cafe. Well… almost empty. Behind the counter, a barista polishes glasses as if the world isn’t about to disappear in forty minutes.

Elric suddenly obtained a Devil Fruit Tree, but before he could celebrate, his system warned him—doomsday was coming, and he had to conquer beauty to survive. Thus, his life in the doomsday world began. There will be 18+ chapters like with full description and stuff.

[Warning! Highly Addictive! Read with caution!] [40,000+ Words Before Premium!] ——- Zeph was your typical no-life gamer; always grinding, raiding, and flexing his perfect builds. Then one night, during a particularly intense game, the power cut. Some weird face wheel popped up, rolled like a gacha, and handed him a card: [Primordial Architect]. Next second? ZAP. He had been electrocuted to death! Alas, respawns were real after all. Zeph woke up as a scrawny 13-year-old in a broken world where reality itself ran on game-like rules. People “awakened” to Systems, Classes, and Skills—power granted by the world itself. Those who adapted became superhumans. Those who didn’t… well, they didn’t last long. Three years later, the kid everyone thought was dead has become a legend in the ruins; taller, sharper, crueler, and carrying more memes than mercy. But on his sixteenth birthday, his System finally awakens. Pretty standard. Nothing flashy. Everyone gets something like it. Until… [Secondary Core Detected] [Primordial Architect – ACTIVE] And then it happened. One breath = One Skill Point. Another breath. Another point. Endless power. While the rest of humanity bleeds for scraps, Zeph just… breathes. And the world? It’s about to choke on what he builds. ⸻ Genre: LitRPG | Tags: OP MC, System, Gamer Reincarnation, Post-Apocalypse, Genius Mc, Anti-hero

[Internalization complete welcome to the villainesses' system] ••••• What happens when you get transmigrated into an Apocalyptic novel just because you praised a villainess in an unfinished novel? Yeah, Mathias thought the same thing when he died and got transmigrated into an Apocalyptic novel that only had twenty chapters after praising one of the villainesses. But God wasn't that cruel, he was given a Villainesses system that required him to bond with the villainesses to survive. To make matters worse, he only knew one villainess. The book was incomplete for F's sake. So now, he's trying to survive, 'dance with different villainesses adultly', and maybe just maybe accidentally start a cult. ...... [No NTR ,No Yuri]

Ren had just reached his home when a burning rune ignited beneath his feet. "What the fuck—" Those were his last words before he found himself in Ashenhold — a world devoured by the apocalypse. Creatures roamed the lands as humans received a chance to defy their fate. In this burning hell full of nothing but despair, Ren was chosen by the Ultimate Paragon System. [VOID VISION UNLOCKED!] [DOMAIN OF OBLIVION UNLOCKED!] [OBLIVION INTEGRATION UNLOCKED!] With his Army of Oblivion, he fought endlessly. Not for power, not for glory, but for only one goal: survival. Completely unaware that his true battle lies in the secrets of the past.

I read 2,848 chapters of Rise of the Eternal Sovereign: I Became the Academy's Unrivaled King. Every. Single. One. The plot holes. The cringe dialogue. The hero who somehow gets every girl just by existing and brooding at the right angle. I suffered through all of it — and when I finally finished, I left a one-star review, closed my laptop, and died. Choked on my own frustration, probably. And then I woke up inside it. Not as the hero. Not as some powerful side character with a tragic backstory and hidden potential. No — I'm Rael Marre. A nobody. A background villain used as a punching bag in chapter two so Kael Aurentis could look cool in front of a crowd. I have the worst resonance frequency at the academy, a crumbling room in the cheapest dormitory block, and absolutely zero presence in the original plot after my one humiliating scene. What I do have? Every chapter memorized. Every secret. Every weakness. Every moment the story turns — I already know it's coming. I know which girl Kael ignores when he's chasing glory. I know which ones smile at him while slowly hollowing out inside. I know which ones were written beautifully and then wasted on a protagonist who collects people the same way he collects trophies — because having them proves something about him, not because he actually sees them. I see them. And that's the problem. For Kael, anyway. My name is Vincenzo. I'm supposed to disappear after chapter two. I'm supposed to be forgotten, irrelevant, a prop the story uses and discards. The system that woke up in my head the moment I transmigrated — smug, passive-aggressive, irritatingly accurate — has already informed me that I am, and I quote: the least narratively significant person currently enrolled at Vaelthorn Academy. I told it I didn't care. That was thirty-one percent story deviation ago. Here's what I've figured out since arriving: the hero only works if everyone plays their assigned role. The fiancée stays composed. The childhood sweetheart stays patient. The instructor stays professional. The story runs on people staying exactly where they were written. I'm not interested in the story running. Kael Aurentis is the protagonist of this novel. The chosen one. The flame-wielder destined for greatness, surrounded by incredible women he will systematically fail to deserve while the plot hands him victory after victory. He can keep the destiny. I'm taking everything else. This isn't a revenge story. I don't hate Kael — I just have contempt for bad writing. And the worst kind of bad writing is a good character wasted on the wrong person. I read the ending. I'm rewriting it.

In a world where humanity is defined by Classes, Classes are everything, and when you get a low rank class you're stuck with it until the very end. Axel awakened the supposedly lowest of the low rank class, he was mocked for it and ostracized but little did any one know, that this was only the humble beginning of a boy that could steal classes and evolve them. This strange Class that Axel awakened set him on a path to possibly becoming the strongest in all the dimensions.

One is not enough! Two are far from enough! Three are barely enough! Do not have talent? No problem! Do not have a system? No Problem! Do not have a powerful teacher or treasure? No problem! You can find them all. Just look for them in a different world, find different cheats, combine different powers, and take the strongest path. This is a journey of a man who inherited powers of different 'Him' from different universes. So, will he be the protagonist because he has such a powerful cheat? Or, is he a protagonist because he had such a powerful cheat? Let's open the chapter of the multiverse and look into the journey of one man that connects it all. Let's observe the journey of Mark Kent!

A science-fiction, post-apocalyptic epic blending hard science with metaphysical philosophy, a saga of action, faith, and survival, where the spirit of Muay Thai inside a ten-year-old boy collides with the ancient art of Qi cultivation. Futuristic science and inner discipline fuse into one struggle: staying alive in a fallen age. Kaodin, the ten-year-old son of a Muay Thai dojo family, becomes entangled in a timeless demon’s scheme and is cast through a cosmic rift, a wound between worlds that births Aeonfall itself. In its wake, the Qi dormant in his body ignites and merges with the rift’s strange radiation, reshaping inner circulation into a force that warps the boundaries of biology, matter, and will, turning his worldly power into something far beyond any human comprehension. In the broken future, Kaodin becomes a pivot point in humanity’s survival, a living proof that defiance can outlast ruin. He faces a question with teeth: does he sever the cycle of destruction and challenge the Timeless One’s existence, or does the desolation of this era consume his last thread of hope, the hope of rekindling humanity’s fate and returning to his original time to reunite with his family.

Please read till the end........... These are short stories of people who have fought with the anomalies. If you liked it and want to support me please Rate and comment. ---------------------------------------------------- We Secure. We Contain. We Protect..... Mankind in its present state has been around for a quarter of a million years, yet only a small fraction of that has been of any significance. So, what did we do for nearly 250,000 years? We huddled in caves and around small fires, fearful of the things that we didn't understand. It was more than explaining why the sun came up, it was the mystery of enormous birds with heads of men and rocks that came to life. So we called them "gods" and "demons", begged them to spare us, and prayed for salvation. In time, their numbers dwindled and ours rose. The world began to make more sense when there were fewer things to fear, yet the unexplained can never truly go away, as if the universe demands the absurd and impossible. Mankind must not go back to hiding in fear. No one else will protect us, and we must stand up for ourselves. While the rest of mankind dwells in the light, we must stand in the darkness to fight it, contain it, and shield it from the eyes of the public, so that others may live in a sane and normal world. ---------------------------------------------------- !!!ANY INFORMATION THAT IS DIRECTLY RELEVANT TO THE FOUNDATION IS NOT MY PROPERTY. IF YOU WANT TO FIND OUT MORE ABOUT IT THEN GO TO THIS WEBSITE: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/ THESE ARE FICTIONAL STORIES AND MAY BE NOT CONNECTED DIRECTLY TO FOUNDATIONS EXTRA FILES SO I DO HOPE THAT YOU WILL NOT GET CONFUSED. IF YOU ARE INTRESTRESTED ABOUT THE EXTRA FILES YOU CAN USE THE LINK ABOVE.

Fragmented Heaven The heavens once united to erase him. Known across the higher realms as the Soul Devourer Demon Venerable, he walked a path no law could tolerate—one that consumed not only power, but souls, memory, and existence itself. When entire domains vanished and even hegemons fell, judgment descended. Led by the Hegemon of Faith, the rulers of reality cast him into the Void Prison, a realm designed not to kill—but to erase. They believed he would fade. They were wrong. Stripped of body, authority, and recognition by reality, the Soul Demon made a final choice—to deceive samsara itself. He destroyed his own cultivation, shattered his titles, sealed his memories, and synchronized his soul with the rhythm of rebirth. In doing so, he stole a second life… at an unforgivable cost. He was reborn as Al—a powerless human child in a remote village. The System that descended upon him was not meant for him. The soul it was designed to protect no longer existed.

When the world is suddenly ranked by an unknown system, humanity enters an era of power, survival, and elimination. Arin Vale receives something no one else does — not a rank, not a class, but a corrupted protocol labeled Shadow System. While others grow stronger through the official rules, Arin begins to uncover a terrifying truth: the system controlling humanity was never meant to protect them. It was designed to observe them. To survive, Arin must master a power that was never meant to exist — before the system decides to erase him.

Seven billion people died in the blink of an eye. An alien "light-speed bullet" vaporized Earth, leaving Captain Jason and the crew of the Victory as the only witnesses. Now, the final 51,223 survivors are stranded on Moon Base One, staring into the void where home used to be. But the Base covers a secret: an indestructible Alien Ark buried in the crater and the "Perfect Element," a substance that grants immortality. Jason is the only successful subject of the Element experiments, the First Superhuman which shattered human limits, enhanced speed, and a lifespan of 1,500 years. With a ticking clock and food reserves for only 98 days, Jason must rise as humanity's last leader. From suppressing violent cults to unlocking alien technology and enacting planetary-scale construction, he must turn a dormant sphere into an interstellar ark. Humanity is on the brink of extinction but Jason refuses it to fall

Suzy Kale had a weird dream. In the dream, extreme heat, torrential rain, polar cold, earthquakes, zombies… countless natural disasters struck one after another. And she was the dream's sickly cannon-fodder female supporting character. She maliciously framed the female lead, even deliberately tried to seduce the heroine’s harem members, and in the end, met a miserable death. When she woke up, Suzy realized she was now three months before the apocalypse. This time, she was determined to change her fate! She awakened her spatial ability ahead of time, hoarded billions’ worth of supplies, and built a secure safehouse… Only to inexplicably become bound to a system called the “Handsome Men Collection Guide.” [Bind a qualifying target, and you get rewards.] [Even getting close can make you stronger.] Isn’t this basically forcing her to become a heartbreaker in the apocalypse?! A cheerful, sunny mixed-race underclassman? She accepts him. An androgynous beauty of a professor? She accepts him. A cold-faced, ruthless mercenary? She accepts him, too. Not to mention a gentle doctor, a cool and aloof CEO… she accepts them all! At first, Suzy only planned to bind them for free rewards—but then… The looks these men gave her started getting stranger and stranger. Come on! I didn't want them to fall for me, I swear!

Shawn was bitten by a zombie on the very first day he arrived in the world of The Walking Dead. Just when he thought he was finished, he unexpectedly awakened the “7 Days to Die” system. In this apocalyptic world overrun by the undead, he wielded a massive warhammer, striking fear not only into zombies—but also into the hearts of the surviving humans. From Quarry Camp to the Prison Fortress… From Southeast Atlanta to the entire United States… With the system in hand, Shawn crushed everything in his path, climbing to the top step by step on a mountain of corpses. Yet sometimes, even he felt confused. "Weren’t zombies supposed to be endless?" "So why do there seem to be fewer and fewer the more I kill?"

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