ApocalypticShone

[space + superpower+ farming + family + babies + slow pace + face slapping+world building]

Elena has returned from a dark future where society has collapsed. Now, as the apocalypse approaches once more, she must confront the dangers alongside her husband, Ethan, and his courageous family. Together, they fight against natural disasters, mutant beasts, and an alien invasion that threatens to eradicate humanity.

Join Elena and Ethan as they navigate the world full of uncertainty.

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Excerpt: 

Triplets little show (2 years old)
Ethan was strolling through the living room when he spotted his son climbing on the table.
Ethan: “Leo, come down!”
Baby 1, in the kitchen, turned around and sprinted to the sofa.
Baby 1: “Daddy, eo!” [pointing at himself earnestly]
Ethan: “Oops, my mistake! Leo’s here; Finn, get down now!”
Baby 3 burst from the bedroom, rushing to the sofa.
Baby 3: “Daddy!” [looking puzzled]
Ethan: “Finn?”
Baby 3: “Daddy, Finn!” [leaping into Ethan’s arms]
Ethan felt his face heat up. Just then, Max darted down the table, throwing himself into Elena’s embrace.
Baby 2: [giggling as Elena smothered her with kisses] “Mommy!”
Elena shot Ethan a knowing look, her eyes saying, “You mixed them up again.”
Ethan: [with a playful glint in his eye] “Can you blame me? They’re all adorable little lookalikes!”
They both chuckle, watching the chaos unfold.

Apocalyptic World: Surviving with my husband and my cute little babies

Elena walked back, cutting through grasses and trees with her machete as she made her way. After more than an hour of trekking, she finally spotted the familiar area where she had stored her truck.

Once there, she entered her space and prepared the truck going back to military camp.

"Are you really sure about this? You could stay here while I drive. Once I spot people, I'll notify you as soon as possible," she suggested.

"Don't worry, wife. I'm fine, and it's only a thirty-minute drive from the camp," Ethan reassured her and thought.

It would be a hassle to explain to someone once they saw me appear in the truck.

"And what about Poochi? His injury is severe. Leaving him out of the space will definitely reopen his wounds."

"Let's just say Poochi went to the veterinarian clinic," he proposed.

"Are you sure they'll believe that excuse?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Back to the camp