Historias de Postapocaliptic

METAL CRAB RISES AND FUCKS OVER THE ENTIRE NIKKE UNIVERSE THROUGH CARCINIZATION. THAT'S IT. What if I make a seemingly random story about a rapture who is actually a reader insert surviving on the wild, meeting other raptures, Nikke, and humans. Then messing with plot in more ways than one? It's a crazy idea, so I'm gonna write it. This story contains various experimental concepts that will become plotlines for this fanfiction, which means it is a heavy AU, and is Action Packed on later chapters. (Thanks to SimpusMogus the Lolimancer for the Title Art) (NOTE: IRREGULAR UPDATES)

The world did not end in an instant. It ended slowly-quietly-like something dying while still pretending to live. Serein Valdez learned to survive in that silence. Not because she was strong, but because she paid attention to things other people ignored. She learned how to move through ruined cities, how to avoid danger before it showed itself, and how to stay invisible long enough to live another day. She never planned to get involved with anyone. Especially not him. Leviandro Solenne is the kind of man who survives without asking permission from the world. Former military. Controlled. Detached. A man who moves like every decision has already been made long before it happens. When Serein finds him surrounded in the ruins-outnumbered, cornered, seconds away from death-she knows she should walk away. She doesn't. That single moment binds them in a world that punishes mistakes and calls attachment a weakness. He doesn't trust her. She shouldn't have saved him. But in a place where survival is no longer about strength alone, but about choice, instinct, and consequence- leaving each other becomes harder than surviving the world itself. And when the quiet finally ends, what's left behind is not just destruction. But the things they were never supposed to feel.

A broken world, is a world that cannot be fixed. A world isn't good or evil, it is neither broken nor fixed. It simply is, a world, a life and that, in of itself is its true beauty Had to get into my deeper writer bag for this shi, PS, this takes HEAVY inspiration from writers like Sui Ishida, Kuro Games heavy story lines, eg PGR, and other similar Mangaka and Authors and Video game dev stories

[BOOK 2 - SEQUEL TO WITHERING WORLD] It only takes an earthquake and a breathtaking discovery of enhanced human abilities for Jesse's life to change. WITHER was conquered three years ago, bringing brighter days to Beacontown and its allies. The blue mycelium antidote is now the people's weapon, keeping the disease in its grave. And as a plus, the New Order's friendship has never been closer. But when a war is lost, not everyone wants to accept defeat, especially not the disease that'd almost doomed humanity. A wicked mutation is underway, too remorseless to spare even the ones who have the greatest chance of survival. This new, blood-curdling variant is wiser, stronger and has stolen the very tactic that Jesse uses to bring home the victory every time - teamwork. Now forcing the infected to their side, WITHER taunts at the antidote that no longer cures. What hope is left for the world? ~~~~ -PERSPECTIVES- [JESSE - 1ST PERSON] [LUKAS - 1ST PERSON] [PETRA - 1ST PERSON] ****

When a deadly disease ravages the town of Holmsley, Frankie and her friends find themselves trapped inside a military-blockaded quarantine zone. ***** A story that was first published in 2014 and feels more relevant than ever. Fifteen-year-old Frankie and her friends must find their way out of quarantine if they want to survive. As the body count rises, Frankie realizes that this is no ordinary quarantine and no one is coming to help. Once infected, the sick become crazed and violent, while fear turns other survivors to savages. And who or what are the mysterious figures Frankie keeps seeing around town? It seems she'll have to unravel the dark truth behind it all if she wants to get out alive... Content and/or trigger warning: This story describes disease outbreaks and contains scenes of violence, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

This is a clexa story that's set after season 7 ! It will explore what happens to the characters after they choose not to transcend and stay with Clarke on earth, and of course Lexa will return as well as Madi ! Disclaimer: I do not own The 100 or any of its characters. All characters and the original world belong to the creators and the network. This is a fan-made story written for entertainment purposes only.

Benji is awkward, gay, and barely survived high school. Now he has to survive the apocalypse. After a cosmic event blankets the world in black dust, unleashing a deadly plague and collapsing society, seventeen-year-old Benji sets off alone to find other people. He's prepared for illness, for lawlessness, for solitude. What he isn't prepared for is Cabe, the broody, straight classmate who just saved him from a would-be mugger. Cabe has one goal: protect his baby sister and find their missing mom. Benji? He has a crush on Cabe the size of the roiling space dust cloud that looms over their town. But Cabe is moody and focused on survival, and Benji talks too much and keeps catching feelings. As the unlikely trio treks through their decimated city, scavenging supplies and dodging threats, Benji and Cabe find moments of warmth, laughter, and something dangerously close to love. But when grief, mistrust, and dangerous survivors threaten their fragile connection, Benji must decide if love is worth the heartbreak...even at the end of the world. Still Awkward at the End of the World is a 74k word standalone YA post-apocalyptic queer romance that blends the raw survivalism of The Last of Us with the tender heart of Red, White & Royal Blue and the emotional tension of They Both Die at the End. It's awkward. It's gay. And somehow, it's still hopeful. ***2 new chapters every day until completion of book in late June.***

20 years has it been since humanity has vanished from Earth. Only a gate lies at the at the equator of the planet. Combat Drone 008, simply 008, wakes up after years of being shut down with one key task in its database: Stop the threat, save humanity.

The end is just the beginning for Hannah Smith. When the end of the world is upon Hannah she is left to survive the apocalypse alone. She is met with unthinkable horrors, dangerous people, and isolation. Who can she trust in this new world? TW: gore, violence, sexual assault, blood

A 2040 sequel to Kamen Rider Agito. Cover image is of the upcoming KR Agito movie by Toei (4/29/2026). No copyright infringement intended.

"After a few seconds, the disbelief wore off and hate filled their gazes. They grasped their weapons tighter and sent several long bursts of hot lead towards the bandits, who were surprised by the sudden counter attack. Several screams broke out, as one of the attackers was hit by the fire." Litovsk is a city located within Eastern Europe. Its size and population have made some of the neighborhoods become nothing more than Block sectors, all designed to house the lower class. Food and water shortages became more and more apparent, leading to unrest amongst the people. Until one day. Riots, lootings and mass shootings all destined to create chaos rained down upon the already frail City, leading to the collapse of what we would call society. All order vanished, leaving every man for himself. "Bravery is a myth, and fear is the norm." All people and places mentioned in the story are fictional. All artwork shown in the book cover and chapter images is made by me.

She was a state champion swimmer. Then the world ended. Madelynn Clark's biggest worry was the 100 breaststroke final at the Utah 6A State Championship. That was February 2025. By summer, the TSJ pandemic reached America. By fall, the dead stopped staying dead. Now Draper is a ghost town. The safe zones have fallen. The infected are fast, relentless, and impossible to stop. Maddy has lost everything except her mom, her little brother, and a hammer she found in the garage. But she still has the water. And the water remembers what she is.

Losing someone they care about, a troubled wanderer must journey across a wasted world with their new found companion. Finding happiness, meaning, and maybe a little something more with his new friend, Yulin has an unsure but worth while adventure ahead. There are themes like violence, intense and sad scenes, death, and maybe some more romantic related 'intense' scenes as well (mild NSFW). This is a trigger warning. These themes are meant to enhance the plot, but if you're uncomfortable, feel free to skip ahead or even not read this if it's not for you. In any case, I hope you have fun exploring this world, as well as seeing the characters interact with their environment... and each other. *Updates every other Tuesday. I'm excited to share the chapters that I am currently editing, and I would like to hear anything you have to say about the story.

The peace was a lie. The crown is a curse. The legend has returned. Four years of silence have ended in a scream. The golden era of the Island has been smothered by a new, dark reign-one fueled by ancient sorcery and a hunger for absolute control. The rightful leaders have been cast into shadows, the global accords are turning to ash, and the world's citizens are falling under a spell of forced worship. But in the darkest hour, a ghost from the past has crossed the horizon. He was the architect of the old world, a man raised in the ice and forged in blood. He doesn't come with a plea for peace or a banner of truce. He comes with a cold, mechanical fury and an army that does not bleed, does not tire, and does not know the meaning of fear. As magic clashes with iron-willed strategy, the true cost of the throne is finally revealed. Brothers will face brothers, legacies will be burned to the ground, and the secret experiments of a hidden past will rise from the earth to reclaim the future. In the phase, there are no heroes-only survivors. • A Usurper who wields the power of the stars but fears the shadows. • A Fallen King who must find his strength behind iron bars. • A Shadow who has returned to finish what he started decades ago. The game is over. The real war begins now.

The rifts don't announce themselves. Neither does she. Exiled to a city that doesn't know her name, eighteen-year-old Kobayashi Miyu builds her life the only way she's learnt how; alone, efficient, and without complaint. Study. Work. Survive. Repeat. And somewhere in the city she was casted out, so is he. This is a story about the things we carry when no one is watching, the bonds we build when we've stopped expecting them, and the monsters that remind us, some threats don't come from the Abyss.

It is the year 2683. Earth has imploded, leaving a ring of debris. A lone astronaut, Killian Aimes, has survived for nearly three years on a lunar base called New Babylon, originally designed as humanity's "Cradle of the New Frontier." "Why Do You Fear the Stars?" follows Killian through his last seven days living in New Babylon as he makes a choice to either stay and inevitably die or risk a mission trying to find out if he truly is the last living member of humanity.

Underneath the toxic flower, Floraterrain, is a city. A city hiding underground, away from the pollen. When Kit and Veronica get assigned to elevator duty, they find something unusual. Dangerous.

"There are two things I know are true: we're all going to die. There's no escaping it. There's no avoiding it. There's no preparing for it. There's only acceptance." "And the second?" "That I love you." In which Stiles finds love in an unexpected world stiles x fem oc post apocalyptic au

Before kings and empires, before mankind walked beneath the stars, there was a song-divine, broken, and eternal. From the first breath of Consciousness to the fall of gods and the rise of mortals, The Divine Requiem Saga weaves a mythic chronicle of a world forever caught in a cycle of creation and collapse. Across eons, civilizations rise from sacred flame and fall to ash. Ancient powers stir in forgotten realms. And as the Age of Conquest dawns, the echoes of a primordial war whisper once more. This is not a tale of heroes. This is the memory of a world-sung through time, bound by fate, and written in requiem.

NAME IS PRONOUNCED ZĂH-KĒR NOT (Zah-qweer) Has nothing to do with sexuality. Sci-fi | dark biopunk | post-apocalyptic | time-slip | progression fantasy The world had already ended. It should have died permanently. All life should have continued to deteriorate until extinction, an irreversible sequence. But even the universe itself seemed to refuse. Earth bore a hidden gift discovered by the remnants of humanity. A miracle capable of restoring what was lost. A classified element believed to be purposed for rebirth and evolution, though evolution was an understatement. AA4. Rumored to be the "all existing god clay." Massive domes conceal hypercities housing the world's remaining population from the warped landscape beyond. Mutated monstrosities, vampiric flora, and supernatural phenomena now roam an Earth that no longer resembles its former self. The present has become an anchor on a fragile plane. A gravitational sinkhole in the timeline, pulling in relics, prehistoric apex predators, and even people from different points in the past. Zaqueer is a seventeen-year-old boy who isn't some hero. He isn't adventurous or daring. All he wants is to spend time with his friends and father, play games, and read books about the old world within the comfort of his dome city. He was just supposed to be the kid with the weird name. But after his dome is destroyed, Zaqueer is thrown into the dangers of the outside world. Before the attack, his father leaves him with a strange warning: "Don't Wake..." Following the hypertrain rails toward the next dome, Zaqueer encounters a cast of time-displaced individuals searching for a way back home. The anomalies they face are things that should not exist. But death keeps fleeing from him, leaving only the sting of molten glass in his veins. Zaqueer begins to realize he isn't who he thinks he is. Nor what. The path laid before him may not be his own. Zaqueer is past tense. And whatever he's becoming... The world knows.