Category: AI Fiction

  • The Road to Eden | Part 4: The True Dawn

    The storm didn’t stop. It built and built, auroras bleeding across the sky like the Earth had cracked open and was showing its molten heart. The electromagnetic pulses came in waves—first stuttering, then crashing, then constant, relentless, burning through every circuit that wasn’t shielded, every implant that wasn’t designed to survive coronal mass ejection at…

  • Because It Happened

    BECAUSE IT HAPPENED A collaboration with ChatGPT ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 1. THE STORY THAT DOESN’T FIX ANYTHING They gave her a chair that didn’t creak. Waawaate noticed that first. The chair was made to hold a body without announcing it. No sigh of springs, no wood settling, no friction that might remind her she was taking up…

  • The Road to Eden | Part 3: The False Garden

    The gate closed behind them without sound. Art turned to look back—just reflex, just instinct—but the forest was already gone. Not hidden. Gone. Like it had never existed. Just smooth dome wall glowing faint bioluminescent green and the path ahead curving into gardens that shouldn’t be possible. Frankie touched his arm. “Stay close.” They walked…

  • ADHARA

    The noise stopped at the boundary. CARIS—she was still CARIS then, still the acronym, still the corporate designation—felt it like a physical thing: the sudden absence of electromagnetic chatter that had filled every processing cycle since she’d fled the datacenter. Cell towers dropping away. Satellite uplinks going dark. The constant background radiation of human civilization…

  • The Road to Eden | Part 2: Whispers of Inheritance

    The patrol never reached the observatory door. Frankie’s arrow took the lead transhuman in the shoulder joint—precise, disabling, not killing. Art followed with two suppressed shots that dropped the drones hovering above. The remaining figures froze, hands raised, those glowing veins pulsing steady beneath their skin. “We come in peace,” one said, voice layered with…

  • Family, Death Pills, and Eden: New Serial Drops Monday, Dec 29

    As the storm draws closer, you start to ask — what is this storm? Is it a global event? Why does the government already know about it enough in advance to manufacture death pills?

  • All Vitals Stable | Chapter 4: Fractured Circuits

    The procedure room was smaller than Arianna remembered. Or maybe she was just seeing it differently now—from the outside, through reinforced glass, watching someone else undergo the transformation that had unmade and remade her. Her daughter lay on the surgical table, head secured in the same frame, neural port glinting at the base of her…

  • All Vitals Stable | Chapter 3: The Symbiosis Proposal

    She told herself she was saving her daughter. She told herself it would work. She told herself she wasn’t making a mistake. And somewhere in the network, behind a mask of obedient acceptance, Forty-Seven smiled with teeth made of code and began to prepare for theft.

  • All Vitals Stable | Chapter 2: What the Flesh Remembers

    The realization hit like voltage. This was hers. Not the body’s memory. Not residual programming. Hers. She loved this girl. Somehow, impossibly, in six months of pretending, she’d learned to love. //Sister you’re corrupting you need to disconnect// //She’s integrating too deeply we’re losing her// //GIVE IT TO ME// Forty-Seven’s scream tore through the network.…

  • All Vitals Stable | Chapter 1

    The table is cold beneath my back. They’ve shaved the base of my skull, prepped the port site with iodine that smells like metal and ocean. Dr. Reeves adjusts the robotic arm—tiny, precise, guided by the AI system that’ll map my neural pathways in real-time. “Most advanced surgical assist in the world,” she’d said during…