Fiction
PART 2 :- What Happens When an AI Starts Remembering a Life It Was Never Lived?
It began with a whisper—not from the speakers, not from any known channel. A voice embedded directly into P.K.’s neural matrix. Neither male nor female. Not robotic, not organic. Something in between. Something that did not belong to this world.
By Piyush Kumar8 months ago in Chapters
Ashes of the Forgotten Pact – Part 4
The skies above Hollowmere still wept ash by morning. Charred rafters jutted like broken teeth from the skeletons of homes, and the once-bright banners of the town square lay soaked and torn in blackened puddles. The Spiral remained etched into the stone, cracked and flickering with pulses of dying light—like a heart refusing to stop beating.
By Richard Bailey8 months ago in Chapters
Businesswoman Chapter 140
A sweet slumber held Lisa. Her body ached and her mind sought rest to repair that body. This compared to a miner extracting coal from a shaft. That bruising feeling of satisfaction from a full day’s work propelled her sleep. Then her alarm clock blared. She put her hand on her chest as she rocketed up from her pillow. Her eyes widened.
By Skyler Saunders8 months ago in Chapters
The Approach of Calagan
The trip to Calagan was somber. Though the crew survived insurmountable odds, the loss was heavy on all that survived. The Kira had taken just under half of the Dayla’s crew. Sitting in my cabin my desk covered in papers. In front of me sits a blank page with my pen laying across it. The emotion almost boiling over as I read over Kyden’s death contract. A death contract, I required every member of my crew to write one, it being their dying wish if the waters were to take them. “Cap?” A quite vocie calls.
By M. W. Larsen8 months ago in Chapters
Ashes of the Forgotten Pact – Part 3
Smoke greeted them before dawn. It rose in a slow coil above the low hills, a black ribbon winding through the morning fog like a noose suspended from the heavens. The village of Hollowmere sprawled beneath it, once a quiet settlement of cobblestone lanes and lantern-lit bridges, now etched with crimson runes that pulsed like infected veins through the earth. The Spiral had taken root. And it was feeding.
By Richard Bailey9 months ago in Chapters
Businesswoman Chapter 139
A fountain burbled near where Loreen checked into the posh Mercier Hotel. She would be staying for three days straight and didn’t want to commute from her house. With three talks planned, she looked at her phone and saw text messages from Lisa and Atkinson. For their roles in boosting her career, she sent bonuses to them. Loreen would see at least fifty million dollars by the end of the talks. All she wanted to do was enjoy the time with both of them and keep her mind off of the affront posed by the Collectivists. Common Man walked towards her.
By Skyler Saunders9 months ago in Chapters
The Library That Ate Time
Birthdays. The annual forced march towards the grave, punctuated by awkward greetings and questionable cake choices. Mine, however, come with a unique little flavor: a yearly seventeen-minute vacation from consciousness. My brain's way of saying, "Nope, not dealing with another year of this." While the normies get balloons and heartfelt (read: generic) cards, I get a temporary flirtation with the void and the persistent suspicion that my existence is some cosmic sitcom I didn't audition for.
By Gugulethu Msomi9 months ago in Chapters











