The sun rose, bathing the landscape with its eerie light. In what was once the City of Ottawa, Ontario, plenty of creatures were stirring. The rats, squirrels, feral cats, stray dogs and whatnot. Their numbers have skyrocketed since the humans vanished, and the dead metropolis has become their new domain. They like to run from me, and being super slow since...
Why do humans constantly glamorize the life of us Gods in their novels? Seriously. I wish they would stop. We who are called Gods by the ordinary mortals of the planet Earth are anything but. Say, do you know the story of Superman, from the comic books? On his home planet, he's a regular Joe and when he's on Earth, he's got super powers. Well, the same goes...
I tried to digest what I had just seen. If my assumptions were right and the humans were in charge of everything that required more intelligence than Oktonians possessed there had to be a lot of humans there. At least the reactor and presumably the hydrolysis plant as well had to be manned around the clock. Depending on the degree of automation this would re...
Hi everyone. If you have read a few of my stories you may have noticed that most of them take part in the same city in Sweden (basically my hometown Örebro) and that the people from one story may turn up in others. This is the story of how Erik and Bettan, minor characters in "Mate", get together. Comments are welcome, including grammatical nitpicking. I d...
Have you ever seen the movie "Colossus: The Forbin Project"? No? You missed a damn good movie. But anyway, there's this scene where Colossus is starting to communicate with the supercomputer in the Soviet Union. They start off exchanging simple mathematical concepts ("1 + 1 = 2. 2 + 2 = 4") and in a few minutes, they're exchanging complicated, nonmathemati...
Life underground is what humans are used to now. Suspended in freezing pods until they are activated and given a function, much like their counterpart, the machines. Mindless and only able to obey. Today is the Day of Reactivation. A time when humans are revived from their stasis and forced to copulate with one another to produce more workers for the Mind. R...
Everyone seems to think that genetically engineered human beings have it easy. I am a minority in a universe teeming with hostile humans and aliens who blame my people for everything that goes wrong under the sun. I have to be on my guard all the time. Every second of every day. Does that sound like fun? Yeah, that's what I thought. In case you're wondering...
What does it mean to be human? That's a difficult question to answer nowadays, especially for someone like me. Now that the United States of America has finally decided to follow in its neighbor Canada's footsteps and grant human rights status to genetically engineered individuals, and not only abolished commercial civil engineering of humans at the same tim...
If a man is going to die, he might as well live. Things might as well be said. Let's get started with Chapter One. The spiritual and social stories of my life hold keys to my fulfillment. The spiritual story of my life is to wonder is it possible to love and grow in God with a relationship based on love and not for the profit of Heaven. It is not about...
The name is Richard Saint-Preux. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular, ruggedly good-looking young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. And I am a lycanthrope. What you people call werewolves. I am a member of the Sanctus Erebus Clan. One of the largest and most numerous Clans among our kind. We're made up of families who are phi...