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Steampunk Apocalypse!

Earth suffered apocalypse. All electronics over the world were destroyed. War and famine ravaged the lands. When humanity tried to rebuild, they discovered that most technology no longer worked. The laws that governed the world had changed! Steam technology rose in popularity after the apocalypse. Humanity entered a new golden age. Then, the seven nightmares attacked. Espers with strange powers appeared. Mutants took over most of the world. This was the beginning of the Mana Apocalypse! My name is Edward Tesla and I was born during the Mana Apocalypse. This is my story about trying to protect everything I care about in this living hell. My inventions will defeat the nightmares and save the world! Steam rifles, steam tanks, and steam mechs. My inventions will surpass them all! Extra Note from the author: Some of the early chapters are a bit rough and need rewritten. Most of the long-term fans come from Chapter 21 and up. I guarantee the story continues to improve from there as you continue reading. Political factions, wars, steam tech, mana mysteries, and more. Though the story starts in America, it also visits China, Europe, Africa, and other areas of the world later on. -------------------------------------------------- Note from author: This novel was the winner of the Steampunk writing contest. Chapter Length: Chapters usually average between 2200 to 2800 words. Chapter Updates: Daily Updates. Chapters are usually posted around 12:00 PM US EST time. -------------------------------------------------- Readers, if you enjoy the book I'd appreciate anyone that adds the following tags: Academy Action AntiHero Apocalypse Esper Fantasy Futuristic Setting HiddenGem Horror Kingdom Building Magic Mech Mecha Mutant Steampunk SwordAndMagic War Weak to Strong

SnoozySloth · Horror
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194 Chs

Outmaneuvered

Red water swirled around Ed's body, causing his legs to sink deep within the snow. Steam radiated from his body, forcing back the falling snow. He threw a punch towards the ice in front of him. Almost instantly, the red water froze around his fist, causing ice to clash against ice. 'Again.' He clenched his teeth as he pulled his fist back and worked to melt the ice. One attack after another, he alternated his punches. Like this, several days passed without rest.

"Huff. Huff." He heavily breathed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His breath was visible as foggy mist in midair. Even with the healing abilities of his chimera flesh, his fists were torn to shreds and covered in blood. His usual powers weren't working, so he couldn't resort to healing it himself. His vision started to fade in and out from a mix of exhaustion and cold.

"Damn." He blurted out as he lost consciousness.

...

Several hours later.