🔻The Subterranean Awakening🔻
The lights flicker. Shadows stretch and twist. The walls whisper with echoes of lives long lost.
Baren believes he is one of thirteen survivors stationed at Noremberg, the last southern outpost left standing after the Ravager attack. He eats, he patrols, he listens to his comrades bicker—anything to pass the days until reinforcements arrive. But something is wrong. The blood never fades. The screams never stop. And when the lights go out, reality seeps through the cracks.
The station is rotting, but so is Baren’s mind. Every flicker of light is a fracture in the illusion he unknowingly built around himself, each pulse of darkness peeling away another layer of his fabricated world. His comrades joke and argue, but sometimes their voices distort—sometimes they aren’t there at all. Then the corpses start appearing. First at the edge of his vision, then standing right in front of him.
But the horror isn’t in the dead. It’s in the realization.
There were never twelve soldiers. Never a mission. No reinforcements are coming. The station is empty, has always been empty. The ghosts in the halls, the shifting shadows—they were pieces of his fractured sanity, desperately clinging to a lie. He wasn’t a survivor.
He was the only one left.
And as he stands among the bodies, drenched in blood that was always his own, he understands the truth.
The end is the beginning.
Noremberg was never alive to begin with.
Upcoming Novel
📂 The Subterranean Archives
An Anthology of the Forgotten
“Not all stories make it to the surface. Some are buried beneath the noise, beneath the blood… beneath the world itself.”
The Subterranean Archives is a companion anthology to The Subterranean Saga trilogy (Awakening, Exodus, and War). While the main storyline follows the living—Baren Volkov, the Phoenix Guard, the Redline, and the unraveling factions of the underground—this collection speaks for the dead.
Each story is a fragment. A voice lost in the collapse.
A journal left behind in the ruins of Noremberg.
A recording intercepted before the fall of Glorislav.
A final memory from someone hunted beyond the Varanean Gate.
These are not heroic tales.
They are final moments—raw, haunting, and unresolved.
Stories from:
Tunnel Stalkers who never returned
Civilians caught between the Redline and Ravagers
NEXUS defectors who uncovered too much
Rangers lost beneath the collapse
Aboard the Monolith... before it went dark
What are the Archives?
In-world, they are whispered about as a classified vault of recovered logs—compiled by survivors, scavengers, and intelligence cells like NEXUS or Venatores Mortis. But the deeper truth?
They are all that remains of those who were erased.
“History is written by the survivors. The Archives are written by those who didn’t.”
🔻The Subterranean Inferno🔻
Hope died on the surface. What rises below... is not salvation.
After the fires above swallowed the sky, humanity fled underground—into the bones of the old world. Down here, in the tunnels and stations, life survives in fragments. Factions rise. Trust withers. The air smells of rust, blood, and fear.
And now, something stirs in the black.
Stations fall without a signal. Survivors speak of men without mercy—of executions, of flags from a past no one dared to resurrect. The signs are carved in ash and echoed in screams.
The Führer has returned... rising from the ashes of shattered hope.
The Fourth Reich is no longer a rumor.
It is an inevitability.
There are those who dream of what’s coming.
But no one dreams and wakes unchanged.
Chronicles
Explore my post-apocalyptic trilogy of novels.
Saga
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