The Only Death - David J Eden - Wattpad

Story cover for The Only Death by davidjeden

The Only Death

Reads 1,047
Votes 52
Parts 33
Time 2h 27m

Reads 1,047
Votes 52
Parts 33
Time 2h 27m

Mature

apocalyptic cancer dystopia future medical near rebellion

What if how you were destined to live was determined by when you were destined to die?
  
  "The Only Death" is a series of micro-stories surrounding a society in which Cancer is the only known form of natural death left in existence. To those who are born with little time to live, their lives are spent in slavery and misery.
  
  For those who have numerous decades, life holds infinite opportunity to live like gods.
  
  Experience the near-future as seen through the different perspectives of the various classes within The Syndicate. How does a Class 2 Citizen live compared to a Class 9? It is a future that could very well be our own wherein technology could be our greatest savior, and our greatest subjugator.
  
  TO THE READER:
  
  This series is ongoing and constantly evolving. Some issues of continuity may later on be altered by removal of sections, additions of new ones, or shuffling around of parts.
  
  So please, reader, bear with me as this story continues to evolve.
  
  (Contains some depictions of violence)All Rights Reserved

apocalyptic cancer dystopia future medical near rebellion

33 parts

Sign up to add The Only Death to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

War of Praisers by BelovedDarkStranger

Nothing left my mouth as I stared at him in shock. He truly believed that I was part of this. The man, who I had lived with and served for months. The man who I had protected with my life and soul. I stood still while, as he backed away from me quickly. "I trusted you with my life." His cry pierced around the empty room. He looked so destroyed and hurt, but mostly his face portrayed rage and determation. "And I protected you with mine." I spoke back loudly. I didn't hear myself say it but I knew I did. I look into his eyes even from our distance they seemed to wallow me in darkness. "I gave you mine." My voice was quiet and cracked. His face changed only for a second before his old one took over again. He doesn't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say or do he won't listen. He will still believe I am the bad guy. Just as Kane said, we will never be equals, we will never be fellow humans. We will always be monsters to them. "Yakov, I am not the bad guy." I plead one last time. His Russian accent comes out harsh with his next words. "Your right," he pauses, "you are the villain." I stumble back as if I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was a horrible feeling. It was never good with the emotions and yet I recognize the feeling as heart beak. I barely breathe in air as I regain my posture. A battle cry from somewhere distracts me momentarily. I suddenly remember Ewan. I glare at Yakov one more time before I take off after the cries of battle. Jade believes she started the war among the human and her kind. Nothing is as it was portrayed. The lies and the truth are hidden among each other. There is is no clear good and evil. How can there be if one does not know what is right and what is wrong. She was prepared to see death, prepared to inflict death upon others without mercy or remose. She was prepared to do her job which the Facility had given her. But now it doesn't seem so simple anymore. Instead she focuses on keeping her friends alive.

Fluttering Darkness by 8R3D_P3N

In the 1960's, scientists manufactured a hyper virus that modified a person's DNA to the point that they became more than just human, and are able to modify certain aspects of nature. Around 40 years later, in the year 2001, Lucas Hansen finds himself in the thick of a prejudice struggle between HV's and humans. After Lucas discovers that he is an HV himself, he meets a girl named Rachel who possesses a virus that can generate flames out of thin air. They are soon on the run from the authorities who are trying to kill them on government orders, all the while making their way to the safe haven of a mysterious city that Rachel is from. Action, secrets, adventure, and survival are all prevalent in Fluttering Darkness as Lucas and Rachel journey to the city of HV's. ***** The official theme of the book is Dreams, by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, so there's a link to that over to the side. I don't know why, but whenever I hear it, it just gets me all excited about the series. Hope you think so too!

Static by hattielynn

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

Salvation | 18+ by pradaheart

𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐋𝐢𝐧 didn't live. She existed. With many names and identities, one sticks out above the others; The Right Hand to the Devil. The Underworld fears her. Her boss knows better than to try and tame her. Death crafted her. Hell shaped her. Murder gave her something to quench that thirst for someone's life slipping through her hands. 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 is a best selling author with a bank account that runs deep and looks that rival a Greek God, but no one knows him. He doesn't need anyone, doesn't want them. And after spending his life pretending to be the perfect gold boy, the machine of a writer, he's ready to waste away in his apartment. But with a single encounter with a woman and a gun, life doesn't flash before his eyes. It starts. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬. He's seen things no one should and she walked out of Hell with more scars than she can count. One of them will 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. The other will 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞.

The Revelation by dstry0515

In the beginning, there was death. The darkness flows from hues of purple and orange, the moon rising to kiss the sun's rays one last time as the darkest cloud of night I've ever seen falls over our tiny haven. I catch Will's face from the side of my vision and my heart tightens slightly. The tick of his jaw wouldn't be noticeable for anyone but me. His best friend, his lifeline. A solemn tear forms in my eye as he wipes his face, another tear falling for the family he lost. I love him. Utterly and desperately so, but, there's nothing I can do about that. The ultimate forbidden fruit, if you will. I reach to comfort him and he doesn't respond. I open my mouth to speak and he looks my way, but the gleam in his dark brown eyes hits the moonlight just right and I fall. My voice escapes my throat and I can't do it. I've tried for years to tell him. 10 years, actually. All this time, I hopelessly remained devoted to a ghost who had given the best of himself to a fiery red-head with a sassy personality and the body of a supermodel. For 10 years, I held to the desperate thought that maybe, just maybe, he'd be someone I could count on. Instead, I watched him marry my best friend, smiled as they welcomed their son. Stood, holding that beautiful boy as his mother was in the first round of executions after the beginning of the Revelation. Helped heal Will's wounds in the aftermath. Cried, clutching the tear-stained shirt of my best friend as his son took his last staggering breath in that first harsh winter. The guilt of my emotions crawl through me. My heart twisting in regret, guilt, desperation, and grief. I loved my best friend. She was so much more than that; she was my family. In this dystopian quick read, join a group of people desperate to recapture their freedom and end a tyrant's reign.

I am the Queen of the Dark by CalistaSalsabila

This world is huge and beautiful. Yet, it also has so many mystery in it. Still, I hate this world. For me, it's just a full pile of trash. Thousands of fake words exist in this world. Not just this world, but also the other worlds. Including mine. Oh what a piece of trash. So many hypocrites exist in this unpredictable huge galaxy. Like those people who supported you, then stabbed you from the back. Those who smiled this second, then spit out their bad words towards you in the next second. Those who were with you this minute, then dumped you like you're nothing, until your distance with them was like the Earth and the Moon, in the next minute. Those who protected you this hour, then tried to destroy you in the next hour. So...trash. What is family? They're nothing but the annoying people whom always tied me up to follow whatever they said. It's like I'm their pet, instead of their daughter who wished to be free. What is friend? They're no more than those who used you, then dumped you when you're no longer needed in this world. It's all Hell. Hell I say. I don't need family! Nor friends! Or even love, or anything in this awful place. I just wanted to be alone. Alone and free. Yes, your eyes were not wrong! I'm so sick, that I wanted to be all by myself for the rest of my life. Yet, why...is it so painful..to see them go? ***** She is pretty. With her glowing silver hair, she looked like the Princess who was blessed by the Moonlight. Her skin is as white as snow, yet pale like the corpses. Her eyes...are as red as blood. She fell to our world along with the falling meteor. She saw the beautiful earth along with the downfall of her kingdom. And when she started to stand on her own feet, she could never say the word 'Mom' and 'Dad' anymore. Born in the darkness, she came to destroy the peaceful Earth, along with all the living beings in it. But as time passed, as she met new people, it all began to change.

Alkaria - unedited by AkikoHimari

I hear the clanking of metal loud and rigid from behind me, I feel the wind rush past as I sprint, they are still chasing me. I'll be honest I don't know what to do, quite frankly it's hard to think straight right now. I feel my body shutting down as the adrenaline is losing its punch, I can't run any faster. I'm always running, they are always chasing me. I don't even know why they chase me, I don't know what I did and like them they won't say. Do they even know? Am I just unlucky? Someone they picked at random to be the new subject of there torture? I wont let it happen. That's why I'll stay free, never fully contained. I think about the one I love, Charlie. I don't know where he is, I don't even know if he is safe. "Hey! Weapon down sarge, we don't want to kill her!" A guard's shout smacks me out of my train of thought. By this point I've gained some distance due to them having heavy armour. This stops me in my tracks though, I hear the guards slow down too. I stop, I realise, they want me alive. They aren't going to kill me, they don't want me dead. I have a gun, if I just point it at myself what are they going to do? I turn around and I look at all of the guards who have stopped in their tracks heaving in confusion. It's silent, even the wind is merely a whisper, all that can be heard is the panting of everyone on scene. They want me alive, they want me alive. I turn around, towards my chasers. I notice the guards straighten as I do so, instinctively I hold my gun to my neck, one bullet left, not enough for all of them but enough to kill me. They don't want me dead. I look to see all of them freeze in shock before one of the guards takes a step forward. I can't see their face, I can't see anyone's face but I feel like I need to know who this is. Before I can react they raise their gun and shoot. Pain explodes in my leg and I fall, all that running, for nothing. All I see now is black, I can't hear everything but I still feel conscious.

The Anthem of the Castaway by MyPasswordIs

"Doesn't seem to work now that my DNA is so fucked I can't heal." I say to him, rolling my eyes. "So you agree that it is a change in your DNA?" Charlie says to me. "I don't know." I huff, angry at this whole debate. "I can't deal with humans fucking up every effort I have to live happy." "Does Father ever let you stay in Heaven?" "Only half the time." "And what do you do in Heaven?" "I fight. Sword fighting mostly, it's a big attraction. Our sword fights are as popular there as football is here." "Football?" He asks, his eyebrows raised. "Ugh, wrong era. Whatever." I respond, rolling my eyes at my own stupidity. A sudden hitch in my breath causes me to cough more, another clump of clotted blood coming forward into the towel I offer. "Life on earth is just a revolving door of wars, fighting, finding out angels exist, fighting over it, killing everyone that remembers, then back to the industrial revolution again. And there's almost always times when angels are outlawed and locked up." "Back to your problem though, do you agree that God may be trying to train you? Or maybe he's using you to remove the villains from society?" "The latter holds some truth. After all, I do get dumped into the human society when everything is going to shit." "Do you ever do wrong in Gods eyes? Maybe he's putting you down here to clean up society as a punishment." Book 4, yep I skipped one. Each book stands on its own. It's good to read the first before, but not necessary. I use wattpad as a back-up of my typed stories. I have so much more hand written, and if you truly are interested I will totally type more or even upload pictures of each page written.

Waiting With Death by dead_author4

Sometimes the best thing you can do is move on, that's what Cassedy has always been told. But when she 'dies', she isn't ready to go. The Grim Reaper is waiting for her to help her pass into the great beyond. The afterlife. Heaven. That bright light at the end of the tunnel called life. But she cannot pass over. She is tethered to earth by her heart. It is being kept beating by a ventilator that is forcing air through her lungs when her spirit is long gone. The only thing left to do is wait with death. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Cassedy felt tears fall down her face. Her knees collapsed and she fell to the floor as she started crying harder and harder until the tears were racing down her face. Grim grabbed her, holding her as she cried herself out. For an hour, Grim sat there with her. When all of her tears were gone, he wiped her away the streaks they had made down her face. "I'm never gonna get better..." she whispered. One last tear fell down her face as she look at the hospital bed where her body was. She was never going to be that girl again. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Sorry if this book is sad. If you don't like books that discuss topics like cancer or death, I suggest you read a different book. But I hope you enjoy the book if you do read it! ?

You may also like

Slide 1 of 9

War of Praisers cover

Fluttering Darkness cover

Salvation | 18+ cover

The Revelation cover

I am the Queen of the Dark cover

Alkaria - unedited cover

The Anthem of the Castaway cover

Waiting With Death cover

War of Praisers

Nothing left my mouth as I stared at him in shock. He truly believed that I was part of this. The man, who I had lived with and served for months. The man who I had protected with my life and soul. I stood still while, as he backed away from me quickly. "I trusted you with my life." His cry pierced around the empty room. He looked so destroyed and hurt, but mostly his face portrayed rage and determation. "And I protected you with mine." I spoke back loudly. I didn't hear myself say it but I knew I did. I look into his eyes even from our distance they seemed to wallow me in darkness. "I gave you mine." My voice was quiet and cracked. His face changed only for a second before his old one took over again. He doesn't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say or do he won't listen. He will still believe I am the bad guy. Just as Kane said, we will never be equals, we will never be fellow humans. We will always be monsters to them. "Yakov, I am not the bad guy." I plead one last time. His Russian accent comes out harsh with his next words. "Your right," he pauses, "you are the villain." I stumble back as if I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was a horrible feeling. It was never good with the emotions and yet I recognize the feeling as heart beak. I barely breathe in air as I regain my posture. A battle cry from somewhere distracts me momentarily. I suddenly remember Ewan. I glare at Yakov one more time before I take off after the cries of battle. Jade believes she started the war among the human and her kind. Nothing is as it was portrayed. The lies and the truth are hidden among each other. There is is no clear good and evil. How can there be if one does not know what is right and what is wrong. She was prepared to see death, prepared to inflict death upon others without mercy or remose. She was prepared to do her job which the Facility had given her. But now it doesn't seem so simple anymore. Instead she focuses on keeping her friends alive.