Description
This is the end. The people of the U.S. didn't know what was worse, the bombs that dropped on the big cities, the canisters of gas that dropped like stars falling from the sky, or the monsters that were created by the survivors of breathing in the deadly gas. Follow the survivors, all who show different aspects of the 'end'. Between hunting these terrible 'demons' and being hunted yourself, it's only a matter of time before something terrible happens. Because this is the end. Author here- Hi! This is my first story ever, so I'm ironing out the kinks and deciding if I really want to do this. I don't know if I'll finish it, but seeing as how we are in quarantine I figured I might as well give it a chance. NOTE- this story is on hiatus. Cuz of other fan projects but also bc I was running a D&D campaign. I've finished now but I'm also participating in another one, but this book is one of my main passion projects of mine and holds a special place in my heart as a book that I really want to be something else. So, I'm giving myself time to practice getting better at writing before I try to tackle it head on again! Thank you for understanding, but if you want more works of mine you can check out my fanfiction stuff! Love y'all <3 The cover is not my art!
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