Sci Fi

The AI That Knew Too Much
In the year 2045, the world was dominated by artificial intelligence. AI systems managed everything from healthcare to transportation, making life easier and more efficient. But in the heart of Silicon Valley, a groundbreaking project was about to change everything.
By Word Weaver2 years ago in Fiction
Time
July 2022, celebrations on the 8th, 75th anniversary of the arrival of The Friends, benign, extraterrestrial technocrats. With their nuclear fusion energy, cancer cure, and robotics, mankind doesn't have to do much. We've mostly dropped reading and writing because literature was disruptive. No meat. Reproduction is strictly controlled. The Friends and their cameras are everywhere to keep us safe.
By Paul A. Merkley2 years ago in Fiction
Hollywood Movies
The Magic of Movies: How Cinema Shapes Our Lives Movies have long been a mirror to society, a canvas for dreams, and an escape into different worlds. From heart-wrenching dramas to thrilling action-packed adventures, films have the power to move, inspire, and provoke thought. But beyond the entertainment factor, movies play a deeper role in our lives, shaping emotions, perceptions, and even the way we understand reality.
By Fahim2 years ago in Fiction
🏰 The Last Memory Seller. AI-Generated.
1. The Marketplace of Forgotten Dreams The neon sign above the shop flickered, casting an eerie glow on the rain-slick pavement.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran2 years ago in Fiction
Lilith's Blessing 14
14. There was a time. Trevor studied his reflection in the mirror. The bags under his eyes deepened as every time closed his eyes, varying dreams plagued him. Random years he didn’t remember living. Thousands of years here, thousands there.
By Travis J. H. 2 years ago in Fiction
Selections from the Grand Bazaar
“Hey, boys!” Devansh yelled at the group of teenagers idling at the Cheesy Bae Pizza stand near Seabreeze Park in Vargos’ Red Latch district. The boys waved enthusiastically as Devansh approached from his front door.
By R.R. Stephenson2 years ago in Fiction
Riptide Rising. Content Warning.
Chapter Six Kapp heard a hollow pop. As he opened his eyes, he realized the ship was now in open space. One second, he was staring at the roof of the dome — now, here he was. To his surprise, they had traveled straight through it. Looking back, he could see the top of the dome. Home Ship was a floating gray sphere in the middle of space. Kapp couldn’t tell how it was propelled, nor could he imagine how it functioned.
By W. Joe O'Banion2 years ago in Fiction
Riptide Rising
Chapter Four Kapp could recall several moments in his life that shaped him: when he first cleared Earth’s gravity in his second year of training, when he graduated the Naval Academy and stepped forward as an officer for the first time, when he first boarded the Alpha, and now.
By W. Joe O'Banion2 years ago in Fiction
Riptide Rising
Chapter One Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. As Petty Officer Third Class Xander Kapp floated in the escape pod, weightless and alone, he could still hear the screams of his fellow crew members.
By W. Joe O'Banion2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Dark
The night was heavy with the silence of forgotten dreams. In the small, sleepy town of Ashbrook, the streets were empty, save for the occasional rustling of leaves that danced along the pavement. The full moon cast its pale glow over the town, bathing the streets in a soft, silvery light. But within the walls of the old St. Mary’s mansion, something far darker stirred.
By Afia Sikder2 years ago in Fiction
The Paradox Effect. AI-Generated.
The neon lights of New Tokyo, 2147, flickered against the darkened skyline, illuminating the endless sprawl of metal towers and sky bridges. Above, autonomous drones zipped through the congested airways, scanning the city for signs of unrest.
By Alpha Cortex2 years ago in Fiction
The Tale of the Enchanted Nights
The Tale of the Enchanted Nights The desert wind carried whispers of a tale long forgotten, a story of love, resilience, and the art of survival. Beneath the moonlit sky, the golden domes of the Sultan’s palace gleamed, standing as a silent witness to the fate of countless women before her. Yet, Scheherazade was not like the others. She was different, and she knew it.
By Afia Sikder2 years ago in Fiction