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 a 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

Seeing Aunt Joana stare at her with a mix of bewilderment and unease left Elena puzzled.

Her question had been simple, but it seemed to stir something deeper.

"Is something wrong?" she asked gently.

"No… I was just caught off guard by your eyes. They're exactly like my son's."

Elena's expression softened, but a flicker of curiosity lit her eyes.

Aunt Joana then continued, "I'm not originally from this city. We used to live in City G. My husband was recently transferred to Military A—but ever since the disaster started, he hasn't returned."

Elena's brows knitted together slightly.

'Could her husband be… related to me somehow?'

Keeping her voice calm, she decided to probe a little further.

"Let me know his name—maybe I can ask someone at the military base for you," Elena offered gently.

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