Mutations Histórias

The dead hand of history still grips the throat of the present. Three centuries after a meteor shower struck Earth, humanity is divided between the powered and the originals. One group changed. One did not. In the years that followed, a virus killed billions, twisted the natural world into something monstrous, and gave fear a shape to blame. The powered have carried that blame ever since. Collared, controlled, and sent beyond the city walls, they are forced to fight the mutations that roam the wilds. Ezra, a doctor, refuses to accept the world's clean divisions. He treats anyone who needs him, believing every life has value, even in a city built on deciding otherwise. When one act of mercy toward a stranger pulls him into a hidden war, Ezra begins to uncover the truth buried beneath generations of fear. Tension between originals and powered reach a breaking point, and Ezra faces a choice that could alter the course of humanity. One where the line between saving and destroying becomes increasingly blurred.

After surviving a helicopter crash in a ruined Russia, two soldiers-Owl and K9-discover the country has become a living nightmare. Mutations roam freely, the environment itself defies nature, and strange anomalies twist the world into something unrecognizable. Following a mysterious radio signal that promises rescue, they journey across the devastated land while being hunted by a cult, And Meeting other survivors along the way. the world may already be preparing to erase Russia entirely. Creators note: Beware This writing is only for me to keep track of the story so I can animate it smoother, I wouldn't call myself an actual writer, this is actually the first consistent story I've ever made My TikTok has the animated parts and drawings for this story User: @Winter_K9

🩸 DEAD DAYS 🩸 The world didn't end overnight. It started with strange reports. Missing people. Violent incidents. Videos that disappeared almost as quickly as they were uploaded. For Ren Park, none of that matters. Not yet. 🌧️ He's just trying to get through another ordinary day -until ordinary becomes something the world may never see again. People are attacking each other. Cities are descending into panic. The dead refuse to stay down. And nobody seems to know why. Somewhere in the chaos, Aki Baek is facing the same nightmare-a stranger whose path has yet to cross Ren's. Elsewhere, others are running for home, searching for someone they lost, barricading doors, or simply trying to make it through the night. Different people. Different places. Different reasons to keep moving. 🌎 Some paths will cross. Others never will. And while the rest of the world searches for answers, survival has already become a question of who gets to see tomorrow. 🩸 Welcome to DEAD DAYS. Survive. Together. Or not at all.

•───────•°•⓼•°•───────• "They lied to you. They lied to all of us, Nova. The only decision you have to make now is whether you want to keep believing them." •───────•°•⓼•°•───────• Nova woke up with a Magic 8-Ball replacing her right eye, and that's the least of her worries. In fact, that's not even on the list of worries. That's a plus. Welcome to the Hope Foundation, where questioning things is considered a personality flaw, dying is frowned upon, and scheduled violence is an important part of the curriculum. A safe haven for celevoes, protected from the outside world. Don't know what a celevo is? Well, that makes sense; I made it up. Have you ever almost died, then woke up with an absurdly specific superpower? If yes, congratulations, you're a celevo! Guess what? So is Nova. Except her near-death experience was forced. Don't worry about it. That part's normal. What ISN'T normal is that the people she was put with after her mutation don't seem to understand that the facility is protecting them. They think it's a "prison." But that's fine. Nova is loyal. She can fix them. The only problem is... What if they're right? •───────•°•⓼•°•───────• WARNING: This novel contains an alarming lack of kittens, a suitable amount of character trauma, lovable gay men, a lovable gay man who dies, absurd hair colors that are eternally unexplained, too many alternative fandom references, a character named Lizzie who is not a worker drone, a cast that should be in group therapy, a ridiculous amount of trauma humor, an indoctrinated protagonist, and two lesbians the author may or may not be obsessed with. Read at your own risk. •───────•°•⓼•°•───────•

Dr. June Nakamura had been called many things in her career-prodigy, visionary, lunatic-but above all else, she was brilliant. The number of doctorates she possessed was creeping toward triple digits, each one a trophy of obsession. She was, by every measurable standard, the most intelligent woman alive. That was why she had been given the Project. The concept was elegant in its simplicity: a gas that could render entire battalions unconscious without a drop of blood spilled. An EMP for the human body. Not a weapon of death, but of pause. In theory, the device could end war-or at least press the world's endless conflicts into silence long enough for peace to take root. June believed in it. Believed in herself. And for the first time in her life, she was wrong. The test chamber was packed with dignitaries, generals, scientists, and investors-hundreds of witnesses hungry for proof. They watched as the first human subject was lowered into the sealed room, the faint green vapor hissing into existence. The subject did not grow drowsy. He did not collapse into gentle hibernation. Instead, his skin warped, his bones reshaped, fur erupting in violent cascades. His eyes went wild, not with terror, but with a terrifying emptiness. When it was over, there was no man in the chamber. Only a humanoid beast, animal-featured and utterly confused. His gaze wandered the walls as if he had never seen them before. When asked his name through the intercom, he only tilted his head, ears twitching. He had forgotten. He had forgotten everything. Not a sedative, then. Not a miracle. A metamorphosis. June's heart turned to ice as murmurs spread through the auditorium. Some recoiled in horror. Others, strangely, leaned forward with fascination. What they saw was not the death of a project, but the birth of something unforeseen. June had not ended war. She had ended humanity. And before anyone could stop it, the new world had begun.

🩸 DEAD DAYS: PATIENT ZERO 🩸 The world is already dying. Cities are falling. Governments are losing control. The dead walk among the living. But somewhere deep within Russia, behind steel doors and armed guards, the world hasn't ended. Not yet. ❄️ Here, the infected aren't something to run from. They're something to study. Rhys doesn't ask questions. To the people who trained him, he isn't Rhys. He's Unit Twelve -an operative of the Redline Initiative, assigned to a classified joint operation between the United States and Russia. His mission is simple. Protect Patient Zero. Aria is unlike anyone they've ever found. The infection enters her body. Her body rejects it. The infected don't even seem to recognize her as prey. And the people keeping her imprisoned intend to find out why. Whatever it takes. Experiments. Containment. Torture. Research. Containment. Control. At any cost. But Aria isn't the only thing being kept behind those doors. Something else is buried inside the facility. Something that should never be allowed outside. And when containment finally begins to fail, Unit Twelve will have to decide where his loyalty truly belongs. To his mission. To the people who made him. Or to the girl he's beginning to realize he may have already lost once before. Two lives. One forgotten. One that never forgot. And in a world with almost nothing left to save, they may be all each other has. ❄️ 🩸 Welcome back to DEAD DAYS. Infection has a beginning. So did this.

Animal mutation expiriments went wrong and lead to a virus outbreak turning anyone bitten into a monster. 100 years later a colony forms in Texas with a monarchy government system. Winter is expected to lead the colony when she turns 20, but Winter hasn't spoken a word since her mother died. To make things worse Winter meets one of the beasts that no one has seen in years, even better she finds out there is a whole pack of these creatures living underneath their colony. Will Wnter even have anything to lead or will war destroy them both. ~~~~~~~~~~~ "Winter Solstice Rhodes! Why can't you do the simplest of things? Huh? ... Of course no answer. How are you supposed to lead our colony one day if you won't go to class, or even speak for that matter! (He sighs) I understand times are tough and your mother is..well.. gone, but i think it's time you grow up and take responsibility. You'll be 20 in just three more years Winter, and if your not ready, leadership will be passed down to your cousin Circe. You need to get your priorities strait." And with that he was gone to handle some other important matters, beyond my comprehension, to blah blah blah. I could care less about my fathers matters, even if they are to one day become my own. I have no desire to become leader, but my father won't allow me to renounce my claim till im 20 and 'Know what I'm doing'. But that's not gonna stop me from ignoring my lessons and exploring the grounds. Father says it's dangerous, with all the wildlings and such, but I've been running off to the forest since mom died and I haven't seen a single wildling. In fact I had never seen a wildling at all, till I met Him.

Basically a TMNT infection Au except it's with a majority of the turtles! 🥳 this is also on my AO3 account AO3 username: lilCrewGoo

c'est notre exutoire donc on s'e x e c u t e recueil random d'écrits randoms, passe ton chemin si t'as d'autres choses à faire mécréant [U] - une seule partie [P?] - plusieurs parties (logik)

**Cover made with Canva** 12 Astronauts find two planets that can sustain life, they call it Ursa Major (A/N: Damn writers block is really annoying)

Welcome to a post-apocalyptic world of living Hell. They call me Omega. Here, it's God's blessing to find a scrap of meat. Here, it's a world of monarchy and injustice. Here, the best a woman can ask for is a comfy house to bear her man's children. But me? Well, I guess you could call me a lucky girl. Life is a game and we are the pawns. The trick is choosing a side.

The things that go on in my head are not okay. The things that I think about are not right. The way my mind works is wrong. The way I look at life is dangerous. My whole life I have been looked at as 'broken' like I am a toy. People can break, but I know I'm not broken. Sometimes I see things, and think things, and dream things that aren't allowed to be thought by a human, that aren't allowed to even be mentioned. But are those thoughts the reason I survived, are those thoughts the reason everyone else is dead. It's my fault then, for thinking my thoughts. I am broken.

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The new world of magic, mutations, and dangerous wars including the dangerous tasks for research. Many people have it easy in some small closed off town, while some go mad or even psychotic when trying to continue what their ancestors left off... they may say it's necessary for our world to be back to normal.... but what if this IS the new normal? Hi this is author speaking and this is my story that I came up with! I do get inspiration from other fandoms that I enjoy... BUT I will use it in my own way! Hope everyone enjoys this story!!!! 😋✌️

As the atomic bombs rained from the sky fear and panic was stuck to the family's of America as the Chinese invades, People created bomb shelters called vaults that would protect humans all across America... But Luckily Rhett's family has lived in one of these vaults for 250 years. Vault 79 As Rhett grows into a handsome young man he is faced with a horrible fate, leave the vault forever or die... The thought of living outside is terrifying... What abut water and food?! Killing and stealing?! Join Rhett on an adventure through the wasteland, meeting all kinds of people, traveling and well being a legend Join the new lone wanderer...

Update: This is dead now, I guess. I don't wanna delete it though.. so ignore. This is a part of a story that I'm debating writing. If I can get some readers I will post updates often! Readers are God, and I want people to love this and keep coming back! If you love it and want more, let me know! Get sucked into the world of Spill! Genetic alterations run wild in this lawless post-apocalyptic America. Cadance is one of the few last Pure Blood races left, but guess what? Even she's not normal! (Summary really needs work but will update when I get farther into the story.)