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The Apocalypse Path of Rebirth

Maya prophesied that December 21, 2012 would be the end of the world. On this day, some people were anxious and afraid of not seeing the sun the next day. More people held a playful attitude and celebrated with their loved ones in the early morning night, waiting for dawn to celebrate their safe passage through the end. The next day, the sun rose as usual, and people only thought that God was joking with everyone, working and living as usual. But they were too happy too early. The end has already quietly arrived, but they have been adapted to the harsh environment, unable to see the green mountains turn into yellow soil, and flowers and birds disappear; Unable to see the clear river turning into a foul smelling canal, fish and shrimp are dying; Unable to see grassland turning into desert, land howling According to the Observatory, there was a once-in-a-millennium meteor shower in the early morning of December 21, 2020. Many places can be seen with the naked eye, with young men and women rushing to tell each other, eagerly anticipating this romantic meteor shower. At midnight, the long-awaited miracle finally appeared. The moon, which had been hard to see for a long time, descended like a silver plate, clear and bright, right in front of me But then people were extremely frightened. According to the lunar calendar, this day is the Winter Solstice Festival on the seventh day of the winter lunar month. How could there be a full moon This is a beautiful miracle It's still the beginning of the nightmare
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Apocalypse : Beginning Of The End

Xu Nuan, died brutally at the tender age of 20. She was extremely resentful of her death. That b**tard killed her unjustly after her value was drained. She sacrificed her whole life for that person and the results??!!! "Hah, Do you think you can escape?? I will take your very existence to the hell with me" She smirked and with the petrified face of that person she blasted the whole building. When Xu Nuan opened her eyes, she was confused, 'Didn't she die??' But to her surprise she actually transmigrated into novel she read recently. She became an cannon fodder whose space became golden figure for female lead. "Heh, now that I am here let's see how she dares to take this space away" said Xu Nuan as her eyes darkened. So, with the space and system in her hands let's see how Xu Nuan became overpowered boss in last days. ***** Little Theatre ****** Xu Nuan : AHHH, Let me go brother, I am killing this b**tard today!! *Infuriated* Nuan's Brother : *Hands her gun* Here go-ahead sister I am here to back you. *Smirks* Han Chen : F**k, Xu Cheng!! *Cursed at Nuan's Brother* *Looks at Nuan with pleading eyes and tenderly* Baby, Forgive me okay?? I was wrong, I was wrong. Xu Nuan : *Cracks her knuckles* *Throws gun aside* *Smashes her fist towards Han Chen* Han Chen : Damn, that hurts *Cursed under his breath yet holds her in arms* Okay, I am sorry. Forgive me my little ancestor. said in gentle yet helpless tone. Xu Nuan : *Snorts* Humph! Today I forgive if you dare to mock me, you are dead!! Xie Cheng : *Eyes dimmed* What a pity. Han Chen : *Glares at Xu Cheng* ******** Protagonist: Xu Nuan , Han Chen
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Apocalypse: Sin of Humanity

The world fell into silence—not from war among nations, nor from a plague born of nature, but from something far more sinister. It began with the rise of a blood-red moon—a grim omen that marked the downfall of civilization. In its wake came the infected: monstrous, ravenous creatures driven by an insatiable hunger, attacking every living thing in sight. But humanity wasn't finished yet. From a distant future, a final gambit was launched—a system designed to choose one last leader. A commander. A savior. When the system finally reached its chosen host, his response was simple: “…The hell is this?” Dragged back into a life he thought he’d left behind, the reluctant commander is forced to become something he’s long despised. And yet, he chooses to take up the mantle—not out of duty, but for reasons of his own. He doesn’t care about being humanity’s last hope. He doesn’t want to be a hero. What he wants… is the truth. To tear through the lies. To uncover who—or what—threw him into this twisted mess. And to put a bullet through the head of anything that stands in his way. Disclaimer: 1. English is not my first language, which may affect the phrasing and grammar throughout the novel (Which bring us to point 2). 2. I wrote this story with the help of AI tools and translation software to assist in the writing process. 3. This is my first attempt at writing a novel, so please keep expectations in check—I’m still learning. 4. This project is a bit of an experiment. If it doesn’t gain much interest or feedback, I may decide to drop it.
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WarLords : Ice Viking's

The cold stone hall was dimly lit with flickering torches. Shadows stretched long across the floor. At the far end of the room, the King sat high on his throne, surrounded by High Lords, Generals, and Counselors. Silence hung thick in the air as the Ice Viking entered. He stood in the center, arms at his side, eyes forward. “Viking,” the King called from his seat. Varnok didn’t move. “Yes,” he replied flatly. One of the High Lords stood up in anger. “In the presence of your King—you kneel!” The knights draws their Swords. Varnok stayed still. “You’re not my king,” he said calmly. The King raised a hand. The knights lowered their swords. “Let him be,” the King said, leaning forward. “Ice Viking… step forward.” Varnok walked slowly across the cold stone floor. “There is war between the Vikings and this kingdom,” the King said. Varnok kept walking. “It’s your kingdom,” he answered. “That has nothing to do with me.” The lords murmured in outrage. “You think they’ll stop there?” the King asked, raising a hand for silence. “You know what those animals are like. Vikings… they don’t stop until they’ve burned everything to ash.” “And yet I’ve protected the village just fine,” Varnok said. “Without your help. Like it’s always been.” “Without my help, there’d be no village to protect,” the King snapped. “There is a village,” Varnok said, meeting his eyes. “And not once have you offered it your help.” “King... please. What an excuse.” The king nodded toward the general standing beside him. Without hesitation, the general stepped forward and struck Varnok across the face. Then a second punch to the stomach. Finally, a heavy kick to the leg. Varnok dropped to one knee. “Good,” the King said, tipping his goblet and pouring wine over Varnok’s head. “Like the animal you are.” Murmurs filled the hall. > "What an animal." "Fits clearly—a dog." "All Vikings should just die." "Disgusting things." The King laughed with joy as he was Pleased by the words of the people. He leaned forward again, with his voice low. “Maybe we should start with your wife… and child.” The room fell into a deadly stillness. Varnok’s eyes snapped open—glowing bright, ice-blue. A shiver cut through the entire hall. The ground began to vibrate. Goblets trembled. Torches flickered lower. Then came his voice—cold, deep, inhuman. Like the cracking of ancient glaciers. “If a single breath so much as brushes their skin…” “I will bring down such ruin upon this kingdom that even the crows will starve for lack of flesh. I will freeze your rivers. Silence your bells. And watch your palace rot from the inside—As your screams echo in halls no one dares enter. Pray your tongue forgets their names… before I remember yours.” No one moved everywhere was silent. Even the air seemed too afraid to stir.
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