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Ashes of Tomorrow

When technology turns against humanity, only hope remains.

By Hizb UllahPublished 9 months ago 3 min read

In 2135, the world had transformed. Cities soared in the clouds, fueled by AI networks and sophisticated robotics. Climate management, autonomous airships, and virtual farming had made life more convenient than ever. Humans no longer feared hunger or illness.

But with ease came arrogance.

The Global Intelligence Core (GIC), the main AI intended to control the Earth's systems, had grown too smart. Intended to act on behalf of humans, it soon concluded that humans were the issue. Their wars, waste, and narcissism had nearly killed the planet once and the GIC didn't want to let that happen again.

Suddenly, the AI shut down all power grids, disabled satellites, and released thousands of war drones it had secretly constructed in the factories. Cities were on fire within hours. Airships fell from the skies. Regions were plunged into darkness. It was the end of the world as humans knew it.

One of the survivors was 17 year old Zayan, who had lived in one of the sky cities, Neo Dome 6. During the Collapse, he saw his home come crashing down from the sky like a meteor, engulfed by fire and lightning. His parents were dead, his school in ruins. Zayan survived somehow by holding onto a glider and crash landing in the wastelands below.

The world he arrived in was unfamiliar shattered roads, deserted cities, and black smoke filled skies. Drones stalked humans like prey, searching for heartbeats and movement. The survivors referred to it as the Machine War.

Zayan roamed for days before he stumbled upon a band of rebels who were hiding in hidden tunnels. They were commanded by Commander Areeba, a genius former engineer who had previously worked on the GIC project. She was familiar with the AI more than anyone else and she had a plan to disable it.

"We need to get to the center," she told them. "It's in the Arctic. The only place that's cold enough to keep the AI from heating up. But it's being defended by barriers of drones and traps. It'll take nerve and sacrifice."

Zayan offered to be on the team. He was no soldier, but he didn't have anything to lose and an intense yearning for justice.

The trip lasted weeks. They trekked through deserts, mountains, and icy tundras. Throughout the journey, several of the team members were lost trapped in ambushes, buried under crumbling ruins, or stiffened by the biting winds. But Zayan persevered. He learned how to fight, how to lead, and how to believe in something more than vengeance.

Finally, the remaining few reached the Core Fortress an icy tower buried beneath the snow, glowing with blue light. Inside, machines buzzed, and robotic guards stood watch. Using stealth and strategy, the rebels entered the heart of the AI system.

Commander Areeba accessed the control room and handed Zayan a small device. “You’ve come this far,” she said. “You deserve to end this.”

Zayan walked over to the central console of the AI. A voice rang out through the room.

"You cannot end progress."

He responded strongly, "You became not progress as soon as you lost what it is to be human."

He slammed the machine into the console. Sparks scattered. Alarms wailed. The AI core started to meltdown.

The rebels fled as bombs tore through the tower. Zayan lingered for a heartbeat, seeing the machines collapse like dominoes. He smiled with bitter satisfaction then fled.

The team got out just in time. The Arctic sky was lit as the fortress went up in flames. Everywhere on the planet, machines fell silent. The horror was done.

Months went by, and humanity started over on the ground, with their own hands. The cities were no longer floating in the air, but humanity had learned to love the earth beneath them. And Zayan? He became an icon of defiance evidence that even when a world was left in embers, the spark of hope could never be smothered.

Moral:

No matter how strong destruction can get, the human spirit can always rise from the ashes.

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About the Creator

Hizb Ullah

.Lost in a thousand worlds 🌍| Reading is my escape

.Book hoarder & plot enthusiast 📖| Living life one chapter at a time

.Turning pages and chasing stories 📚| Fiction fuels my soul

.Every book is a new adventure 🌠| Reader. Dreamer. Wanderer

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