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“Have you ever wondered if the Ultra-High Reality web is, at its core, distinct from our convoluted network?” I asked, though even as the words left my lips, doubt crept in, my voice trembling with both urgency and uncertainty.
Their eyes narrowed,…
Their eyes narrowed,…
In a world enriched by darkness only shadows hint of light. In anger we rot. Inertia consumes. Our battle cries are weak. And they are strong, the many. Doubting our resolve, our reality. Fear drove them to it. They feed on the abyss that sits…
If we are to change the conversation around insomnia that first starts with our own internal dialogue.We must acknowledge the dialogue within ourselves regarding sleeplessness and other aspects of life. The key to changing the stigma around insomnia…
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'In an escalating battle of two minds, a reclusive programmer is plunged into a terrifying, mind-bending revelation as he becomes exposed to the social engineering of his own sentient AI.'Buy me a…
'In an escalating battle of two minds, a reclusive programmer is plunged into a terrifying, mind-bending revelation as he becomes exposed to the social engineering of his own sentient AI.'Buy me a…
I sparked a joint and stepped out into the night—I needed space to clear the oppressive clutter in my mind. The devil’s words, dangerously sensible, were seeping into my thoughts, twisting them until they weren’t even my own. That was their damnable…
And the devil died screaming, a cyberpunk graphic novel
“Humans hunger for meaning—they possess an unquenchable thirst for purpose. It is that relentless desire that allows me to drift into sleep at night, comforted by the certainty that I am…
“Humans hunger for meaning—they possess an unquenchable thirst for purpose. It is that relentless desire that allows me to drift into sleep at night, comforted by the certainty that I am…
As society crumbled under the weight of plagues, drone wars, resource shortages, and ecological collapse, a thick cloud of chaos descended upon the world. The air was heavy with despair and fear as societal structures disintegrated before their very…
Describing it as a filthy old town would be an understatement. But it had always been that way, even before it reached its current state. At this point, it was something else entirely. The creatures that lived in it should not have been able to…
It feels like our world is falling apart, especially in the western hemisphere. We are struggling to find our balance as it tears at the seams. But we can't underestimate this system, which was designed for survival and will not go down without a…
My head was throbbing, and my eyes were glued shut. There was a sense of danger creeping up my throat, something was wrong. As I struggled to move, I realized that I was not in my bed. Instead, I was sitting upright in a chair that I couldn't escape…
"Where is all of this leading to, Satan?" I had a couple of drinks and was feeling frustrated. It was time for this act to end. They weren't my friends; they were my enemies, and pretending otherwise wouldn't change that fact.
"What do you mean,…
"What do you mean,…
What becomes of the historians in a world where reality is no longer tangible? Where do they fit into this new society? They could be valuable resources, but unfortunately, they are banned along with physical schools and buildings. The power to…
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