The world has ended.It wasn’t the big explosive thing everyone had expected. No single moment of collapse, no one person to blame. Only a long, insidious torment. A trial with no end.Alek knows this well. He’s one of the last few, aimless and broken; part of those who roam the silent ruin. Until one day, he stumbles upon a house. A relic of the past. And through a simple game of chance and choices, he is set upon a path he never intended to walk. A path that will only lead to more deaths, more questions… and things crueller still.But it will also lead him to others — different from him in every way but one: they're survivors. People still holding on. In spite of everything.[Publication Rate slowed down during Writathon] : Go check out my other fiction A Robot DanceWhat to expect:- A more traditionnal novel in structure- Gritty realistic narration- Subverting genre expectations- Character growth- Descriptive language- Multiple POVs- Anonymous survivors you get to know- A mix of tension, introspection and action"Like a last-turn Jenga tower — everything is perfectly set up for one big collapse. "From a review by TheLostBoyStatus:Part 1: [Ended]Through the mist, they descend; every step stirs a whisper from the past… and every breath threatens to extinguish what little hope remains.Part 2: [Ended]The wasteland unveils its secrets when a blast awaken new threats.Part 3: [Ongoing]Factions fall and rise, while old enemies cross path.* Chapters oscillate between 2500 and 4000 words (average 3000)* Violence, Difficult topics (But not over the top)* New chapter every friday at 6pm (GMT +2)* Fiction cover made by the talented x_luminous-x* Cover for Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3 made by the wonderful Wandering Brain Spasm* Cover for WOTL Four Seasons made by me on Figma using a Flickr Commons picture.
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The world has ended.It wasn’t the big explosive thing everyone had expected. No single moment of collapse, no one person to blame. Only a long, insidious torment. A trial with no end.Alek knows this well. He’s one of the last few, aimless and broken; part of those who roam the silent ruin. Until one day, he stumbles upon a house. A relic of the past. And through a simple game of chance and choices, he is set upon a path he never intended to walk. A path that will only lead to more deaths, more questions… and things crueller still.But it will also lead him to others — different from him in every way but one: they're survivors. People still holding on. In spite of everything.[Publication Rate slowed down during Writathon] : Go check out my other fiction A Robot DanceWhat to expect:- A more traditionnal novel in structure- Gritty realistic narration- Subverting genre expectations- Character growth- Descriptive language- Multiple POVs- Anonymous survivors you get to know- A mix of tension, introspection and action"Like a last-turn Jenga tower — everything is perfectly set up for one big collapse. "From a review by TheLostBoyStatus:Part 1: [Ended]Through the mist, they descend; every step stirs a whisper from the past… and every breath threatens to extinguish what little hope remains.Part 2: [Ended]The wasteland unveils its secrets when a blast awaken new threats.Part 3: [Ongoing]Factions fall and rise, while old enemies cross path.* Chapters oscillate between 2500 and 4000 words (average 3000)* Violence, Difficult topics (But not over the top)* New chapter every friday at 6pm (GMT +2)* Fiction cover made by the talented x_luminous-x* Cover for Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3 made by the wonderful Wandering Brain Spasm* Cover for WOTL Four Seasons made by me on Figma using a Flickr Commons picture....
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