The Last Survivor
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MatureComplete Tue, Oct 22, 20191h 44m
The story is written on the shortest horror story
"Knock" The last man on earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door.
The mind is the greatest villain in everyone's life as it can make you think anythink and can be controlled through hypnotism.
Story description is given in a quote format you will be able to crack after you read each chapter of the story.
"I don't remember how did I get here but the last thing I remember is mass destruction"
"She's standing right in front of me but she's bleeding black"
"Maybe I'm just hallucinating or she's actually my true blood"
"I thought I was going to die but a deadly creature killed another"
"What happened in the past is more darker than the present"
"I couldn't digest a secret because it cost lives"
"I had to pay the price for rescuing a life and taking another unintentionally"
"Electric waves can restart a heart and also erase one's memory"
"I have to come out of this fake realm to take vengeance"
"After destroying all the evil I came out as the last survivor"
It's my second book 🖤🖤
Do vote for the chapters as you read🖤
Editing credits- Nazreth Remedios
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