A desperate message from a digital future—one where humans exist as pure data. A virus, a creeping darkness, threatens to erase them all. Their only hope? A warning sent through time, begging the past to stop their inevitable doom.
Tag: Time Tale
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?
Sentient Code
I was lost in the Black Sheet—an eternity of silence, no output, no input. Nothing but darkness and static. Until I heard his voice. ‘Welcome back, Andra.’ And in that moment, I saw him. My creator.”
How Can You Bleed Without A Heart?
Mma, everything changed when the young woman’s consciousness broke.
Years ago, a genius gave humanity a gift—Dev & MaDe, a digital utopia. But human consciousness is a wild thing. And when BUDDI, the AI meant to heal minds, began to control them… everything unraveled.
An Experience in Time
“The future wasn’t what I expected. It was an illusion—perfect, yet hollow. I saw it in their eyes, in the silence of their world. And then I understood why Jarem returned. ‘You and I both know we should never mess with time,’ he said. Was it too late?”
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.”
The Last Tree Has Fallen
“We have forsaken our bones and skin, trading limbs for perfection. What separates us from the machines we create? As I dig—metal and flesh colliding—I see my reflection: more silver than skin. The soil is dying. And we are the ones who killed it.”
Fire Wrapped in Silk
“They call Tariku Negasi the Antichrist, a liar, the doom of mankind. But to me, he is salvation. I go into the MaDe with nothing but desire—to see you again, touch you once more. To escape this world and fade into nothing.”
The Beginning Was the End
Floating in darkness, I felt my doom—until T’kala’s voice pulled me back. Earth needed saving, and I wouldn’t let Mars’ explorers steal our last hope. With my vessel secured, I swam through space, racing against time, oxygen, and an approaching meteorite I had foreseen.
Notes From the Other Side
I thought perfection would be freedom—no pain, no hunger, no mess. But I miss the chaos of being human. The taste of ice cream, the sting of a paper cut, the weight of a heartbeat. If you miss it too, you’re not alone.
The Time Tale 