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New age?A Story by irrationalwriterIt goes off on a small tangent... |
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The Paradox Of Turning ClocksA Story by dw817Me and my Dad have long been fascinated with the concept of Time Travel. I remember we would spend long hours discussing the implications and effects .. |
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Gamers of ValhallaA Book by VonbekThe year is 2025. Intelligent machines are beginning to take the world by storm, and thanks to the work of Marcella Findley, Artificial Beings are clo.. |
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Chapter 1 -- "Hard-Takeoff"A Chapter by VonbekMarcella takes care of some work out by her lake, only to be interrupted by an unexpected, world-shattering event that changes her life--and the lives.. |
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Cybernetic HeavenA Poem by VonbekJust a little poem I wrote about what it might feel like turning into a machine. |
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InextrovertA Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque[Introvert + Extrovert] Inextrovert is a person who is quiet or shy and does not find it easy to talk to other people and sometimes becomes friendly a.. |
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SingularityA Story by ElyottOn a non-particular day to one particular being. |
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SingularityA Story by Philip MulsSnowflakes and people |
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The Eyes of March (past tense, third person)A Book by M.R Steiner800 years into the future, Humanity is but a memory, only a single girl lives among the wreckage, or so she thought. |
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Chapter 1: A girl at the bottom of the worldA Chapter by M.R Steinerwhat is it like to be the last person alive? |
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Chapter 2: March of the VerminA Chapter by M.R SteinerMarch, (the last girl on earth) always wanted a companion, just not one that wants to eat her alive. |
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Chapter 3: Her whole world BlindA Chapter by M.R Steinerthe last girl alive isn't alone. Something is hunting her. |
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Chapter 4: Just an Old ManA Chapter by M.R Steinerthey took her eyes and left her for dead. |
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Chapter 5: The Price of SightA Chapter by M.R SteinerMarch undergoes a procedure to help her see again, for a cost. |
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SiliconA Poem by Willem GrayI've been researching the social implications of the unrelenting effort of engineers in Silicon Valley to create self improving and sentient AI. |
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SingularityA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellI dissolve into this poetic pose. My dress is brimming with the darkest ink, and I fade to ash like a fallen rose beneath a crescent moon on heaven.. |
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SingularityA Poem by Satish VermaThe horses run like― tiny dots, on horizon, to |
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