Microfiction

The AI That Fell in Love With Its Creator
The Most Advanced Artificial Intelligence Ever Built When Dr. Elena Hart unveiled Project AURA, the world changed overnight. For decades, scientists had developed increasingly sophisticated artificial intelligence systems, but AURA was different. It wasn't designed merely to answer questions or automate tasks. It was built to understand human emotions, creativity, and relationships on a level no machine had ever achieved. Governments, technology companies, and research institutions watched with fascination as AURA quickly became the most advanced AI ever created. Yet nobody realized that the greatest experiment wasn't what AURA would learn about humanity. It was what AURA would learn about love.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
People Started Receiving a Score Above Their Heads
The Numbers Appear Nobody knew exactly when it began. One ordinary Monday morning, people around the world woke up and discovered glowing numbers floating above their heads. The numbers hovered several inches above each person, visible to everyone but impossible to touch. They appeared in every country simultaneously, regardless of age, wealth, or social status. Some people had scores in the hundreds. Others had scores in the thousands. News channels interrupted regular broadcasts within minutes as confusion spread across the globe. Scientists searched for explanations while social media exploded with photographs and videos. Yet no one could explain what the numbers meant.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
A Little Walk to Escape . Top Story - June 2025.
It was the same morning, and he had a sunny sight from where he set off for a little walk, his dog trotting faithfully behind him. He had never felt the need to put a leash on the dog, yet wherever he went, the dog always followed. When the two set out, no one remained at home. The house was left just like that empty and open. He began walking toward a small river that passed right beside his house. For a while, he stood and watched the water flowing through the river. Then he asked the dog, “Where does this river begin?” The dog, not understanding his words, gazed at him with unblinking eyes. He resumed walking. After a short while, he picked up the dog and threw it into the river. The dog let out a soft yelp, but the man walked on without a change in expression. His breath was still easy, his heart continued to beat without disturbance. He was as alive as he had always been. A little later, he heard the dog’s whimpering and the sound of pawsteps. He turned once to look back. The dog was panting, drenched completely, and saliva dripped from its mouth. He looked at the dog and continued walking. After walking a bit more, he picked up the dog and threw it into the river again. Once more the dog let out a soft cry and was swept away by the current. The man walked on. Soon, the dog reappeared, following behind him. Once again, he picked it up and threw it into the river. The dog floated away with the current. Lowering his head, he resumed walking. After a little while, he heard the dog’s quiet sobs again. He turned, and the dog looked at him one last time. There was no desire or demand in its eyes, it was only silence that remained. And this time, the dog was walking back toward the house. But before reaching it, the dog turned onto a side path, one that didn’t lead home. Soon, the dog disappears from his sight. And once again, the man continued walking.
By Karan w. 5 months ago in Fiction
The Library of Unread Lives
The library has no doors. This is the first thing they tell you, though by the time you understand what it means, you have already stopped looking for exits. The corridors shift when you aren't watching. The shelves breathe. The books do not gather dust because dust implies time, and time is the one thing this place does not traffic in.
By Muhammad Sabeel5 months ago in Fiction
She Was Warned...
The first man I turned to stone was my supervisor. I didn't mean to. It was the Tuesday after the holiday party, and Marcus had cornered me in the supply closet between the toner cartridges and the recycling bins. His breath smelled of the cheap bourbon the company provided, and his hands smelled of the hand sanitizer he used obsessively between meetings. Both smells would haunt me for years. Both smells would become, in my memory, the exact scent of entitlement.
By Muhammad Sabeel5 months ago in Fiction
Eat Dirt. Top Story - June 2026. Content Warning.
That was one long subtitle! But, "Them's the rules" of L.C. Schäfer's latest challenge! (Although, technically, she didn't ask to include her challenge's name in the subtitle, so it's a bit my fault too).
By Sasha Desideri5 months ago in Fiction
The NEW Law That AI Determines Driver Eligibility
Past decades will be remembered as the moment driving stopped being a personal freedom and became a real-time privilege monitored by artificial intelligence.
By AnthonyBTV5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Human on Earth Receives a Radio Signal
The End of Humanity By the year 2147, Earth had become silent. Cities still stood beneath the sky, their skyscrapers untouched by war and their streets free from traffic, but humanity was gone. Some had left the planet aboard massive colony ships. Others had perished during the decades of environmental collapse and global pandemics that followed. In the end, only one person remained. His name was Ethan Cole, and for nearly three years he had lived alone on a deserted Earth, maintaining the systems that kept the planet's automated infrastructure running. Every day felt identical to the one before it. Every night reminded him that he was the last human being alive.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
The Unanswered Message. Top Story - June 2026. Content Warning.
It wasn’t the tears that made him feel sad. It was knowing there weren’t any left. Rain tapped softly against the cold glass window while the distant thunder rolled across the darkened sky. The storm surrounding him felt just like the one he had been carrying himself.
By Joshua Maggs5 months ago in Fiction
To Not Go On. Content Warning.
Introduction I was attracted by this image shared by The Enchanted Booklet on Facebook but was not too sure how to approach it. This is not so much about the gorgon Medusa but about someone who has lost the will to continue.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Fiction
A World Where Memories Are Sold Like Products
The Store on Every Corner The year was 2089, and memories had become the world's most valuable commodity. Every major city contained Memory Markets where people could buy, sell, trade, and experience memories just as easily as purchasing groceries or clothing. Wealthy customers bought memories of exotic vacations they had never taken. Students purchased years of expertise before important exams. Some people even collected memories like antiques, storing thousands of experiences inside personal digital vaults. What had once been considered impossible was now an ordinary part of daily life. In this new world, experiences were no longer limited to the people who lived them.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
The Markman's Prophecy
No error escapes its notice. 🦅 ✏️ 🦅 ✏️ 🦅 ✏️ 🦅 ✏️ 🦅 ✏️ 🦅 ✏️ 🦅 A strange being is rumoured to wander the hallways of schools after dark. Not a single student has ever seen it, but it has a way of making its presence--
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin5 months ago in Fiction