Apocalypse Base の小説・ストーリー

Then the two left the guy at one of the rarely used stock cabinets they have enough for him to fit then locked it from the outside while Asagi slept on the couch and Tokage slept on the counter. Good night and sweet dreams... *** Hi y'all! If you're still interested to continue but you have no coins, you can still read some chapters on W*****d. Just search 'COLONY BASE' and you'll find me there!

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He rather is selfish than be kind only to regret it when he has to pay for it with his life. The man seemed to be making an effort to staying calm, he spoke, “Now wait a minute, there are barely enough houses for the people I have with me and you surely must know that the apocalypse weather is worse than normal, the winter is probably going to last a long time and it's going to be very harsh. You can't be serious about not allowing us into the community, I worked as a security guard at the community. I know it's perfect for the apocalypse, if you and your friends don't want to join our base it's fine but you really can't be planning to keep all those mansions empty.” By the time the man stop

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

"What is it?" I walked quickly to the desk. I set my heavily encrypted tablet down on the black stone. My hands were actually shaking. "I scrubbed the island," I began, my voice low and tight. "When we left, I triggered the liquidation protocol. The servers were wiped. The physical infrastructure of the Abyss was flooded. The Apex Bloom was meant to be entirely erased from the earth to protect our transition to London." "I know," Lolita said. She stood up and stepped closer. The scent of her expensive perfume mixed with the dark, intoxicating aura of her absolute power. I wanted to drag her across the desk and bury myself in her, just to prove we were still alive. "We buried it."

"I love you too baby girl. So much." Ross created the portal and we stepped through with Aiden leading the way. The sight that greeted us stole my breath. Apocalypse was the only word that fit. The sky flickered between existence and void. Buildings phased in and out of reality. The ground beneath our feet felt unstable like it might dissolve at any moment. Refugees crowded toward our portal. Hundreds of them were desperate and terrified. "We need to stabilise this fast," Ross said while already reaching out with his abilities. "The collapse is accelerating."

"Give me ten minutes." Ten minutes later. "Got it," Alex hit Enter. "It's a map." The main screen flickered to life. A holographic projection of the Earth spun slowly in the center of the room. Red dots appeared on the globe. "What are those?" Jackson stepped closer. "Facilities," Margaret whispered, her eyes wide with recognition. "These are Order Bases." She pointed to the first red dot in Europe. Montbert Cathedral. The dot blinked, then turned grey. "Status: COMPROMISED," Alex read the tag. "That means us. We destroyed that one."

“Not yet. He’s fighting… Somehow, he is fighting.” Bishop stepped forward, pale under the electric storm, his arrogance cracking. “You fools don’t understand! He’s beyond control. Azrael’s seed—it’s the apocalypse in a body!” Vex’s face twisted into something dark, a smile with no humour. “Then why aren’t we celebrating?” Because, I realised with icy clarity, that victory was impossible. Luca’s energy surged outward, consuming cars, tearing buildings, and ripping chunks of asphalt into the air. The Serpents we had seen arriving moments before were obliterated by mere proximity.

Birth or apocalypse. Maybe both.

00:25:48. Panic, cold and slick, began to seep into the edges of Anton’s control. He looked at the global map, at the nodes representing hospitals, banks, grids. He thought of the chaos, the cascading collapse. The legacy of his name would not be an empire, but an apocalypse.