In a world where time bends and memories live forever, one man crafts eternity from a single moment—the last time he saw the woman he loved. But in Dev, even forever can’t bring back what has truly been lost.
Tag: TechandSociety
Ire
When she followed the scent of someone she lost into a perfect world, she found poetry she hadn’t finished—lines she never shared. In a world where nothing creases, could a glitch in Dev be the only proof of love?
Echoes of Tomorrow
The promise of digital immortality has erased humanity itself. Now trapped in a cold utopia, Dr. Eli faces the terrifying truth: has he evolved, or has he vanished?
Shadows: The Revolt of a Lost Heritage
In the depths of Dev, where history is erased and minds are enslaved, a rebel dares to defy Tariku Negasi’s rule. A desperate letter calls on humanity to reclaim its stolen heritage before the shadows consume them all.
A New Uncertainty
A childhood friend’s dream reshapes reality. When the world crumbles, Ullini steps into Dev 2.0, a digital utopia—or is it? As uncertainty grips both worlds, the question remains: is true freedom found in imperfection, or in the unknown?
In the Belly of the Beast!
A masterful piece of speculative horror that lingers in the mind long after reading.
To the Architects of the Past
Perfection has been achieved, yet something is missing. As whispers haunt the code, a question lingers—did they create paradise, or abandon what truly mattered?
Waiting
Everyone left. They uploaded themselves into the Cloud, abandoning the Earth to silence. Eunice stayed behind, waiting, writing letters to Dev—the one she loved, the one who left. But in a world without human voices, does love still exist?
The Divine plus theUtopian ‘Dev’ can co-exist, all in total oneness.
Our souls chose Earth—why? To feel, to evolve, to live. But now, we are promised a perfect digital utopia. A world without struggle. Without growth. Without spirit. But is that truly life? Or is it a lifeless illusion?
To the Preacher That Would Meet My Daughter
“She will wonder why, with the world at her fingertips, she still feels a longing she cannot name. Do not meet her with heavy words or distant doctrines. Be the quiet in a world that never stops speaking. And maybe—just maybe—she’ll find her way home.”