Apocalypse: Water Takes Many Forms

After a fluorescent downpour, life on Earth begins to mutate at a terrifying rate.

Giant octopuses overturn aircraft carriers, while flocks of raptors blot out the skies above cities.

At the brink of despair, the tank in my lab suddenly explodes, and an ancient dragon's roar shakes my soul.

"Human, take hold of it!" The voice of Xuanxiao Dragon thunders through my mind.

The instant my hand touches its icy scales, the seawater flows backward and forms armor. Tsunami armor covers my body.

The moment I become an elemental being, I teleport to a harbor where a giant whale is devouring everything.

Water gathers into a judgment halberd, but when I lose control, it reduces an entire district to rubble.

"Water has no fixed form, yet it can still capsize a boat." The ancient dragon's roar carries a sigh.

In the ruins, three more suits of elemental armor slowly rise to their feet.

"Newbie, elemental power isn't for wrecking your house," says the stern Kurevo, solid as rock.

"Save your breath. The next wave of mutants is coming!" Nawa growls, flames wreathed around him.

"Hey, water boy," says the Tounado armor with a chuckle on the wind. "Welcome to the apocalypse party."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.