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A Curtain Divides the World - Chapter 6: "A Recipe for Trouble"

Arash was lounging on the living room sofa, scrolling through his phone, when his mother’s voice pierced the air like a dagger. “Arash, come to the kitchen. Now.” Her tone …
Prohibition’s Dawn

It was the sound of the doorbell that made Benny pause. The bell chimed the same way it always did, a soft jingle that brought a sense of warmth to …
Clickocracy: The Future of Governance

In the year 2135, the nation of Novara had achieved what most could only dream of: a fully digital democracy where every citizen had a say in every decision, instantly. …
The Forgotten King

The wind howled through the crumbling ruins of an ancient palace, buried deep within the Alborz mountains. Mehran, a wandering bard, stumbled upon the remnants of a courtyard. Marble lions …
The Last Decision

The email came at 8:04 a.m. sharp. Subject: Job Role Adjustment Notification Dear Clara, effective immediately, your position as Senior Marketing Strategist will be reevaluated by AXIOM, our autonomous decision-making …
The Corruption Algorithm

In the year 2205, humans had long since been freed from the grind of work. Robots did everything—farming, construction, medicine, even art. The world was peaceful, productive, and—perhaps most importantly—unburdened …
Dangerously Cold Wind Chill Challenge

Lenny had never been one to shy away from a challenge. So when he saw the weather forecast that morning—“Wind chill advisory: Dangerous conditions. Stay indoors if possible.”—he saw nothing …
The Song of the Sea

Tama stood at the edge of the beach, the cool morning breeze tugging at his hoodie. The waves crashed against the shore, their rhythm steady and ancient, like the heartbeat …
The Coffee Shop Mystic

Samir had lived in Silicon Valley long enough to know the routine. Get up, code, debug, deploy, repeat. His life had become a series of neatly ordered lines of code, …
Sometime Deep Penetration Only Reveals Your Main Source of Anxiety

The drill whirred like a wasp in a bottle, slicing into the drywall with mechanical indifference. Marcus held it steady, jaw tight, arms locked. His girlfriend, Eliza, watched from across …