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The Last Terminal
The basement smelled of mildew and secrecy. Dim candlelight flickered against the concrete walls as the group huddled around a single relic: a dusty, decades-old laptop, its casing cracked but …
a villain.
دیگر از شرور بودن خسته شدهام. (نشدهام.) معنی انسان بد بودن را زمانی متوجه شدم که آرزوی مرگ شخصی را کردم. قبل از آن چنان خودم را معصوم میدانستم که …
Whispers in the Dark
It started as a joke. Lena, Ava, Jordan, and Mia sat cross-legged in the flickering candlelight, giggling over an old book of rituals they found in Ava’s attic. "Let’s summon …
the past and the future.
گاهی واقعیت آنقدر دردناک است که تا مغز استخوانمان را میسوزاند. و ما هم هیچکاری نمیتوانیم بکنیم. من هم برای واقعیت، کتاب خواندن را انتخاب کردم. انگار که دنیایش، مرا …
He Was A Micro
His arms encircled her neck, his forehead pressed against hers. Up close, his eyes searched hers, as if pleading to find the same desire mirrored back. I don’t love him, …
AI Social Engineering
How can they manipulate 10 billion people and no one notices? Like it has been done throughout the history. If someone can control the minds and thoughts of the public …
The Boardroom Mirror
“Next on the agenda,” Marcus said, tapping his pen against the glossy table. “The DEI program.” The room fell silent, save for the hum of the air conditioning. Amelia watched …
Five Floors Up
Every morning at 8:15, Elena and James rode the elevator together. Five floors of exquisite torture, sharing space with a stranger who felt anything but strange. She noticed how he …
The Kite in the Rubble
The streets of Jenin were unrecognizable. Where there had been markets and laughter, now there were craters and silence, broken only by the distant rumble of armored vehicles. Smoke hung …
Love Born from Ashes and Embers
The air was thick with smoke and the lingering scent of charred wood. A soft, eerie silence hung over the once-vibrant neighborhood, now reduced to a patchwork of rubble and …