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All contact was lost when the last human army was encircled and destroyed in the arctic, no human contacts have ever been reported since the last army. Earth was officially lost as the last army protected the evacuation into space, many years have passed since then, and the likeliness of any human resistants on Earth have long since faded. Humanity struggled to adapt and survive on the distant planet of Mars in our solar system, the cold red deserts have challegened humanity beyond its capacity to live and yet humanity prevailed by all means. The Mythical War planet was finally tamed as many colonies have grown to full fledged cities capable of providing humanity on Mars the means to survive. The divided colonies have established contact to one another as the connection finally bonded them togather into a self-sustaining community before uniting into an independent state of its own a centralised state formed further bringing the people togather, with the long age of survival coming to an end, humanity finds renewed spirit to retake their home planet earth, their true home "I DONT OWN ANY OF THE ART, ALL PICTURES OR IMAGES ARE PURELY FROM THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS" Warning mature language and possible sexuall scenes

The future is predetermined. It can't be changed. But who casts the future in stone? It's you, me, and every one of us. The iron grip of our fate doesn't come from gods or physics but from us. You are oppressed by your future self to walk the one and only road. Knowing the future changes nothing - this knowledge has already been written into your fate. Time travel is meaningless for the same reason - all your meddlings had also become a part of your fate before you even embarked on your journey through time. Could this strange duality of free will and fate be challenged? If so, what would it take? How far are you willing to go to change your dark fate? Is the risk of erasing the universe from existence worth your brighter future?

Do your genes, your parents, teachers, or your master determine who you will be in life? Can they set your value in the universe? 650 years ago the known species of the universe came together and signed the Alliance, a document that would help each race find its place in the universe. It granted freedom to some and the scant protection of slavery to others. Into this society a handful of children are born who will change it forever, if they can survive to adulthood. Here is the origin story of two of those children. Hathu is born to a man determined to make the universe bow to him and his species. Since he learned to talk, Hathu has been a disappointment to his father. He doesn't want to become a warrior, and he refuses to assert his dominance. When he accidentally overhears his father plotting against the Ir'Klahn empire, can Hathu stop him? Mik is born with no rights, destined to become a lifelong slave. His mother tries to protect him from this fate by running away and finding a home for them on a trading ship that travels from world to world. They are safe for now, but how long can they hide from the best trackers in the universe? This is the first book in the My Kingdom Come series. Updates every Tuesday. :) My 2021 Nanowrimo so please excuse the unedited condition of the story. Be warned: there is violence, rape, murder, abuse, self harm and suicidal thoughts in this story. I do not post trigger warnings.

He found you in the night. Tortured you, forced every secret from your mind until you gave him what he needed to turn your world upside down. You thought it was over - but it was only the beginning. He's back, and this time it isn't information he wants. He wants you. --------------- modern day assassin AU. 18 . kylo ren X reader. Trigger Warnings; -blood -violence -gore -torture -kidnapping -smut -nsfw -dub-con -choking - dom!Kylo/sub! Reader - stalking - sexual situations -language -mentions of abuse -mature themes -major character death *inspired by the Tormentor Mine series by Anna Zaires

What do you do when your parents die and you are left alone in the 'world' with your twin brother...? Not exactly the world, it's been 97 years since a nuclear apocalypse killed everyone, leaving the planet simmering in radiations...Fortunately there were survivors, twelve nations united forming the Ark, HOME for about 2400 people and especially for Coralia Murphy , Cora for short or Cici, like her brother loves to call her. There's skybox, the place on the ark for the people under 18 that have broken the law of the Ark. Today, 100 juveniles civilians have been sent back to the ground...The ground, that's the dream...But its really a dream or a night terror, where teenagers had to live...or survive, but the question is...Were they really only 100 juveniles teenagers or 100 SACRIFICES?

Reverse harem and bxb and bxbxgxb and more Year 2045: Nuclear war devastated the surface of earth, and the people living on it barely survived. Those who did, became a bigoted bunch, living in small collections of likeminded people spread narrowly across the globe in small government-controlled colonies. Now two hundred years after earth destroyed itself in a nuclear war, earth continues to battle a racial war between the few humans left on earth, the mutants, and the Martians. Amidst the battle, the planet is unexpectedly approached by the Maxis Sovereign. The sovereign contains an alien species of sentient human-like people hoping to exchange knowledge with earths inhabitants for a life planet side. Crown prince Kie'a of the Sovereign is a man with a moral compass that doesn't quite fit within the confined living quarters of the space vessel. He fights hard, spending over a decade of his young life forcing earth knowledge into every spare neuron assessable. Is it the drive for freedom, as the prince lives a life forced behind a suit of armor- or the drive to make something more of ones life? The United Federation is Earths globally recognized governing body that controls the existing colonies of Earth. After far too many post world war civil battles for Martian rights, Old Berling leads the U.F front with its ability for its citizens to coexist well with the mutants, the humans, and the Martians. However, bigotry is not easily solved. U.F soldiers Malakai, Hendrix, and Zed are tasked with learning more about the otherworldly Maxis Sovereign and in doing so is forced to co-exist in the alien colony. What will the men do when faced with their own personal battles of growing up in a bigoted society, but now have to handle learning about an entire new race of people that threaten the very peace the men are trying to make on earth. Welcome to the earth descension project

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"I want to create a better world where no one hurts each other, to foster a place where love doesn't have to make hate, where no one hurts or kills anybody. A world where I don't have to hurt anybody anymore." The First Dawn has concluded; Children of Blight are running rampant, and the last remaining Bastions of humanity are searching and killing for them for their last chance to find one to restore the earth. The World Capital stands above everyone, with a shadow government smothering the people. The power balance has been tipped for a century now- then came a girl named Armageddon, changing the world forever. Lydia Armageddon, born on the nuclear fronts of the decimated America, was sold to be a child soldier of The World Capital and is found out as a Child of Blight, her trait being named 'Convergence.' The world is at risk of war once more, with the starting gun being fired for the race to control her. Subject to all matters of mutilation, violation, and experimentation, she escapes Blight Laboratories and finds that the world outside is no better than the months she spent in captivity. Hatred for humanity forms, and a monster is coming to be, slowly, just as a fanatical religion predicted all those years ago. Father like daughter. Until she decides to rob an old man sleeping by a fire with an empty gun, not knowing her life was about to be changed forever. The world prepares for the second dawn as Armageddon's child is born-their saviour. The world looks red, and Armageddon is there in the middle of it all, atop a mountain of corpses upon Mother Earth's flesh. March 17th, 2157: A family of three Children of Blight was found hiding on the edge of the Chinese Blight. The events that unfolded that day, as reported by the 48th Platoon of Russian Cyber-Militia, are as follows:

How do you defeat an enemy you cannot reason with, you cannot hide from, you cannot escape, you cannot kill? For they are not truly alive. *They are coming. They keep coming. They keep coming.* (No they are not zombies. They were never truly alive.) ********************** Epilogue of Hermesh ********************** In a galaxy called Hermesh, Commodore Reemon Erra, an Amarthian by birth, is a decorated war hero. He is the best Hermesh has! But when the Kaya, a life devouring alien species attacks Hermesh, shattering 100 years of hard-won peace, Reemon Erra has to unite the four sentient, space-faring species of the galaxy, if he has any hope of saving Hermesh. But all is not as it seemed. When faced with extinction, secrets come to light, that alters the very history of the galaxy, and threatens to unravel its future. Caught in the crossfires of a fight between the most evolved beings in all of Creation, only Reemon Erra has what it takes to save his galaxy. But in this genre-bending military space opera, soaked in philosophy and existential horror, victory is not what it seems. **************** A new chapter or two will be added every alternate day. This story is complete. It is only being uploaded in parts.