In a world dominated by technology, the Schmidt family, led by teenager Evelyn, must confront a technological threat that puts humanity at risk. Evelyn is given Eve-Bot, a robotic assistant designed to help her with her projects, but things take a dark turn when a virus called EDSN unleashes an uprising of machines. They soon discover that the threat comes from their own neighbours, who work for Edison Corp, a corporation with a sinister plan: to use technology to enslave humanity.

Synopsis

Humanity faced the threat of Extinction. The appearance of the «Depraved»,mutated humans and creatures capable of creating lethal areas with their touch of death Centuries ago led to the major loss of land and habitable territory for the Humans. Their only hope is a miracle to reclaim and revive the dead lethal areas slowly eradicating the «Depraved».

After the Spearheads went missing in action, the hero's brother Lucius gathered his courage and joined the Operators in an attempt to find traces of his brother. Tethering upon death on his first mission, what Lucius found changed him and all of Humanity. "I...Gained the Power of «Reversal»..?"

After the car crash, Silas didn’t wake up on the side of the road, or in the hospital, but inside a strange facility decades into the future, with a new body built for battle, and no memory of how he got there or what it all means.

Now, he’s on the run from killer androids and the army of automatons they control, in a dystopian, post-apocalyptic landscape ravaged by war.

The only way for him to save what’s left of humanity and recover his memory is to go directly into the heart of the beast, confronting his most powerful enemies in order to take their special abilities—called Protocols—as his own.

In a distant future humanity achieved such a level of technological advancement it was able to breach the borders of three-dimensional reality and move to the multiverses of multidimensions. But some of us were too afraid to move on. So, they stayed. In many ways achieving god like powers and also immortality. But with it came a burden.

“Aku selalu menyukaimu, namun tidak ada kesempatan bagiku. Ketika menyadarinya dirimu tidak menginginkannya”. Kisah romansa Ivanyang penuh harapan namun takdir tidak memihaknya.

“Diriku tidak ingin terkekang adat kuno dan ketinggalan jaman kaumku. Ku ingin merasakan bebasnya dunia luar. Namun dirinya satu-satunya orang terdekatku dengan segala daya tariknya, tapi semua itu mengingatkanku akan asal diriku dan menahanku untuk menyukainya lebih jauh”. Orang terdekat dan paling disayangi Zarajustru menjadi rantai kekangan jiwanya dari Cita-cita dan Kebebasannya.

Akankah keduanya bisa tetap bersama dalam setiap harapan Ivan pada Zara dan setiap langkah perjalanan Zara untuk Cita-cita dan Kebebasannya.

It's the end of the world and creatures haunt the streets, cloaked in shadows.

This is the story of a high-school marching band trapped in a zombie-apocalypse after their competition bus crashes, forty-six miles away from their home town.

It was 2039 when the war began… and ended the world.

The mentions of blue skies, a field of green grass and rich fresh air, it seemed like a fairytale told by the elderly that had supposedly once lived in such conditions.

But whether it was the truth or not, it mattered very little when all that remained were clouds of dark that never became white, rivers that looked sickly and were in a deep shade of green, and the lands appeared to be dead and scorched.

Fortunately, there were still ways to earn ‘money’ to make a living.

That’s as far as my concerns go.

Retail is hell, but hell might have been preferable.

A baseball bat to the head kills, and Arthur Clark is no exception. A former wage slave, he finds in his death that the dragon goddess and her children want him to keep working - to bring economic prosperity to a ruined city. Now he has gangsters, wannabe superheroes, and starving survivors as his customers, and an inventory to scavenge from the roaming mutated wildlife.

If only this was as easy as it’d been in his books.

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Sand tittering away upon the massive metal hull.

"Doubtful, reengage."

Pressurized methane spilling into the engines, igniting, burning bright across the sky.

"Up ! "

130 mm rounds discharged from its D-80 Molot gun batteries, striking its target in a display of shredded steel, fire, and a kaboom.

"Identified."

Smoke, gas, blood, dust, rust, and shrapnel.

"Brace, brace, brace."

An unarmored, fast picket corvette screening the main fleet.

"On the way!"

The humble guardian of the High Fleet.

"Target! Ceasefire, ceasefire."

The Commoner.

Arne D'None lives in the canals of Oreswell, one of the great chasm cities. As the pick pocket tries to rob the wrong person, he joins a heist to steal the power source of the ruling classes magic.

A writing project I'm doing for fun.

First off. This is the link to the website I borrowed the image from. https://tappedout.net/mtg-decks/zombie-horde-co-op-magic/

what do you do in a world where humans are no longer on the top of the food chain, and death meets you at every turn? How will this one family continue to survive? Follow their story to find out. (Description may change again in the future)

A weary father at the end of his rope, struggling to protect his thirteen year old daughter and eleven year old son, leads his family home through a collapsing and lawless civilization.  Death has taken its toll.  Those that remain grapple to put the pieces back together or take what's left for themselves.

This is a work in progress.  It's unedited and unplanned, with no outline or idea as to where it is going. I’ll probably continue post additions/revisions from time to time.   Follow along if you're interested, intrigued or simply amused.  I'm new at this and welcome comments and suggestions; the good, the bad and the ugly.  Criticisms, grammatical corrections, plot suggestions, character revisions, praise and marriage proposals will all be given proper consideration.

This is a work of fiction.  This isn’t me and these aren’t my kids.  No one in this work of fiction represents anyone, living or dead, completely.  Scratch that.  None of my exes are portrayed in any of my characters, vile or otherwise.  Oh yeah... despite its presentation herein the world is not ending, nor has it gone to pot... as of yet.

Copyright:  All rights reserved.  Nobody can use, redistribute, reiterate, reproduce, copy, or in any other way incorporate what I have written or I might get really mad.  I may even sue you.  I live smack-dab in the middle of a town filled with starving lawyers.  And not just that - I have a lot of time on my hands and could really use some of your money.