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Catastrophe

Catastrophe

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Dec 25, 2022
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Fiction
Action and Thriller
April 4, 2159. Far into the future, the world has made several technological advancements. Surely in this world, nothing can go wrong. The world has become safer, more powerful. Throughout history, the world had been purged of corruption, lead by a new generation of geniuses. Using their intelligence as a gift, not a privilege, for the good of mankind. "This just in. Chaos runs rampant at Phantom labs after mass explosion. Citizens are urged to stay calm." "Rest assured we will- Hey! Let go of me! No- NO!" A mass explosion in a highly esteemed laboratory kickstarts a mass apocalypse, leaving the world in ruins, a desolated, barren wasteland. "A good friend of mine can help you get out. Talented, Trustworthy, and Reliable." A young girl finds herself caught in the destruction. But she's more than meets the eye. And fighting alongside her, are some of the most extraordinary individuals out there. "Indeed it has been a while. However, we are no longer friends, only acquaintances." However, one's history may often stick with him a long time. The history of these individuals may affect the way they treat each other, shattering bonds made along the way, the alliances made. And there... the creatures of the apocalypse aren't the only things wanting to sink their teeth into the group. "Oh My Darling. You will rue the day you became who you are today." Many want them dead. A rival, someone from the past. They want their heads. Menaces lurking in the shadows, a detriment to their survival. Their undying rage has driven them to spill blood. This has become more than survival in the apocalypse. This has become a fight for their lives. Surviving against the undead means nothing when they get entangled in the mercy of the shadow's. This apocalypse is a war. A war for life. And who wins in the end is but a decision they can change, or allow to happen.
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Let's get one thing straight here, I'm not a hero (I totally am, but I hear that these days being modest is in fashion or something, so I don't know man). I never planned on being a hero. It kind of just happened. Clark's the bigshot. The fame, the girls, the attention. Me? I'm just his loser younger brother. Another rich Trackerson kid, but that quiet one with no personality. I'm kidding. I'm funny. I promise. I have to be. The name's Liam. The apocalypse wasn't easy on anyone, but it was harder on some. We made it okay. My family lives in a mansion, and we basically run this town. I come from a line of famous zombie-hunters. Not me, though. I kind of suck. I was never supposed to get bitten. I'm running out of time. I'm turning, and it's happening fast. People are rising up, feuds are breaking out, the world is ending all over again; and it's all up to me to stop it. Or something. Crazy, right? Anyway, I've got to go. I guess the good part is, if they find out my secret-if they kill me-at least not many people are going to miss me. I just hope they get my name right. L-I-A-M. It's not hard. Please, for the love of humanity, remember my name. Whatever they call me after all this, remember my name.

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