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Tokyo Death Squad

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There was an apocalypse. Then an era of peace. Now we're at a time when no one really cares about anything, save for a select few. In the midst of yet another apocalypse, the last living from their area form a group and will travel across vast lands to set things right. 

For some reason, disappointment and flowers are a recurring theme here. 

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(D)Evolved Book 1 - Fantasy by GreatUncleTobermory

A phenomenon born of suppression, the awakening of long-dormant evolutionary powers ripped through the population like wildfire, sowing fear and confusion wherever it was realised. Most people faced the oncoming wave of rapid evolutionary change and simply withered in its path. Seeking refuge from a society that intruded on every semblance of solace an exodus from the great metropolis began, forever unbalancing the status quo as civilisation buckled under its own weight. As cities were abandoned in pursuit of pastoral life, heroes emerged to stand tall in the face of impending dark ages. Armed with their newfound powers, they became the bedrock of emerging communes, fragile refuges and repositories of art, culture and science- hoping to bridge the void into a new age. Yet to a select, special few they were all but playthings. Able to master every aspect of these powers this special few were gods in a devolved world, bending and shaping their abilities to their will be it through scientific pursuit, fantastical vision of megalomaniacal ambition. Dark motivations emerge, ambitions collide, and tools are unleashed as the battle lines are drawn. A race against time begins, with the very fate of humankind in play.

The Last Flower on Earth by Riamu_Satou

The world ended some time ago, long enough that I've forgotten what life before felt like. A war between humanity and an alien species we peacefully coexisted with which led to the destruction of the planet. Now, I believe myself to be the only human left, alone on this desolate rock. I believed this until I met her, the last flower on Earth.

DAY ONE: since the end by olliemsc

"Perché il nuovo mondo sta per arrivare, e non c'è taglio, non c'è cicatrice" My mother used to sing all kinds of lullabies, mostly the ones she made up herself. I miss Italy... I miss everything. The new world has slowly become something less frightening and more infuriating. Red paints every road, lurks behind every door, and speaks to you in a sickening way. Even so, you love. At the very least, you need to love, our minds cry out for quiet moments, for even a second spent admiring a beautiful landscape. We can't allow ourselves to be defeated here, and luckily I've found a group that understands that. I believe that, for the first time in a long while, I feel at home.

The Claimed by Mentally-Insane

They said the Hunt was sacred. That if I was chosen, it meant fate. But fate didn't feel like a mouth on my skin or claws at my back. It felt like blood. Mine. For years, I stayed hidden. Quiet. Unclaimed. I stole seeds from the state fields, grew food in secret, fed my family from soil and silence. I did everything right - stayed beneath their radar, beneath their noses. I didn't make waves. I didn't ask for more. But monsters never forget a scent. And when the Hunt came, I was scented. Tracked. Taken. I stabbed him. I buried the blade in his shoulder and watched him bleed. It didn't matter. Because he still bit me. And the world saw. Now my face is on every screen. The girl who didn't run. The girl who fought back. Some call me a rebel. Some call me a mate. But they all forget one thing. I wasn't made to be claimed. I was made to survive. And if they want to collar me, cage me, crown me - they'll have to reckon with everything I've kept buried beneath the roots. Because I am not the flower. I'm the fire beneath it. Rewrite version of formerly known book Escaping the monsters Embrace

||Httyd|| ℜ𝔢𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔗𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔓𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔪𝔞 by SilverStorm8

There were humans when I was young. There were big, burly Vikings who could break stone boulders with their skulls. Little, scrawny humans who were smarter than the rest, using inventions to their advantage. There were those who traveled the seas in hopes of finding uncharted lands. And there were those who hunted dragons such as myself with the hopes of riches... or conquest. But now? We've left. Hidden under the sea and stone, where only the few who are left that believe of our existence. It's once said that when the ground quakes, or lava spews from the earth, that the time is soon for our return to the surface. Whether that means peacefully or not is unknown to me. For my soul was reborn through plasma, and my body to be reforged through crystal when............[error, text unavailable] (This story is for entertainment purposes only. any pictures or videos do not belong to me unless said otherwise, this includes characters)

The Interesting Book: Deeper Conversation With God by abrilowens

"The Cave You Fear To Enter Hold The Treasure You Seek." Are you someone who believes in something beyond our understanding-a person who says, "There's something out there, but we won't know it until we can"? Who told you that the "right moment" even exists when time itself is a construct created by humans? Honestly, I'd suggest you put this book down and not waste your time, because everyone has their own "right time" to understand what I'm trying to convey here. I recorded myself while talking about things I had never even heard of before as a non religious person with lacking GOD concept. . It was me, yet it felt like an upgraded version of myself guiding me to develop further. This version of me presented an option: What if everything you know, everything you've been, and everything you've labeled could be erased, allowing you to start over and build a completely new sense of self? HER said, "If you're not ready to understand who I am and what I'm trying to say, then 'QUIT.' Because it took immense time, pain, and experience for you to endure and evolve to reach me and sustain this communication." And so, I did. The book you'll be reading is a transcript of the audio I recorded. Interestingly, it resembles a religious text-though, believe me, I didn't intend it to. It just happened. Later, I searched for the first "God word" that corresponded with specific numbers through the transcripts, and I discovered connections to related verses across 12 major global religions, smaller religions, indigenous beliefs, new religious movements, denominations, and sects which you will find them in the book. But here's the truth: everyone is capable of understanding-once they reach the right intellectual and spiritual evolution. I assume you've decided to stay. So, what if I told you that to truly be born into real reality, you must first experience a kind of death?....

Byr Series #1: Five Byr (Completed) by Alliah_Sana

If today was the end of human existence, would you choose to survive or just die with it? Now, on the year 2030, Planet Earth is still revolving in the darkness of infinity for about 4.543 BYR. Until triplets found themselves in the future, in the 457 Million CE. They are the destined ones to defer the near humanity's extinction by resurrecting the lives of the two omegas. Throughout their journey, truths were unraveled: about their lives, about who they are, where did they really came from, why they are the chosen ones and what is their real identity. This is their journey to the future, in the FIVE BYR (Billion Years) of Earth's existence. ×××××× Title: Five Byr Genre: Science Fiction, Mystery-Thriller, Action, Fantasy, Adventure Date Started: January 8, 2020 Date Finished: June 18, 2021 Date Published: June 22, 2021 Status: Completed

We'll Survive (Immortalfox) by Gory_babygirl

I'm stuck in a zombie apocalypse, starved and lost. I have three other people with me and we meet more. Everyone died even when we said 'we'll survive'. Warning: character death, depressed stuff and lots of swearing and gore.

The Decaying by xxkittie

"If we decay, it'll be divine. Flesh to flower, your hand in mine." ─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─── Lorelei is a lonely woman living in a lonely tower, watching the world rot around her. A plague has consumed humanity. She is left with the walking leftovers, and herself... Until she crosses paths with Beau. He's amongst the trees, lingering in the wind, and all over her mind. Beau is rigid and cold, but buried deep inside, he harbors a softness that pulls Lorelei in. Beau prefers his quiet solitude. His reality has always been desolate and abandoned. Life couldn't get any more bleak. They are oil and water traversing a living hellscape, but the rotters aren't the only danger. Something is closing in on them, and they'll have to work together to survive it. ─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─── This is a slow burn romance that takes place in a post-apocalyptic world. It is being continuously updated and edited.

Never is a Mirror by Courlain1

I used to think the worst thing a place could do was keep you. Never taught me different. It lets you choose-and then makes sure the choice chooses you back. By daylight I work the door at Afterglow, a club of glass and iron and music that keeps its own kind of time. By night I count breaths, watch the mirrors, and pretend the soft diamond of salt over my heart is just an old scar. I don't say the word for what I can do under my breath. I don't look too long at the water. I don't answer when the ticking starts. Once, there was an island that ran on names, ledgers, and the right song at the wrong hour. There was a boy who arrived like a reflection and loved me the way a snare loves a sparrow-beautifully, relentlessly. There were rules disguised as jokes, games that tasted like devotion, and a crown that was really a lie if you listened closely enough. Mercy wore resin. Truth tasted like iron. And every wish I whispered came back with teeth. Now the past keeps surfacing-through windows, through music, through the mouths of strangers who don't know what they're asking. I wanted quiet. A pause. Something that didn't bleed me. Instead I got choices, and the kind of love that uses your yes as a lever. If I go back, it won't be because I'm brave. If I stay, it won't be because I'm safe. Either way, the mirror is already looking.

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Never is a Mirror cover

(D)Evolved Book 1 - Fantasy

A phenomenon born of suppression, the awakening of long-dormant evolutionary powers ripped through the population like wildfire, sowing fear and confusion wherever it was realised. Most people faced the oncoming wave of rapid evolutionary change and simply withered in its path. Seeking refuge from a society that intruded on every semblance of solace an exodus from the great metropolis began, forever unbalancing the status quo as civilisation buckled under its own weight. As cities were abandoned in pursuit of pastoral life, heroes emerged to stand tall in the face of impending dark ages. Armed with their newfound powers, they became the bedrock of emerging communes, fragile refuges and repositories of art, culture and science- hoping to bridge the void into a new age. Yet to a select, special few they were all but playthings. Able to master every aspect of these powers this special few were gods in a devolved world, bending and shaping their abilities to their will be it through scientific pursuit, fantastical vision of megalomaniacal ambition. Dark motivations emerge, ambitions collide, and tools are unleashed as the battle lines are drawn. A race against time begins, with the very fate of humankind in play.