Microfiction

Silicon Dreams
Elon Musk, the visionary billionaire, found himself standing in the heart of his latest creation - a lab bustling with life and the hum of machinery. Across the room, engineers and roboticists worked diligently on the final touches of a project that had consumed Musk for years: a humanoid robot designed with an AI system so advanced, it was capable of mimicking human emotions and actions to a degree never seen before.
By Turan Kaynak3 years ago in Fiction
Down the Rabbit Hole
Anxious, I ran to find the patient who had screamed. In the middle of the room, as if ripped open by a monster, there was a molten scar splitting the room open.
By Ray 3 years ago in Fiction
"The Forgotten Promise"
In their youth, Sarah and Jack made a promise under the ancient oak tree: to be together forever. But life pulled them apart, and the promise faded into oblivion. Decades later, as Sarah walked through a bustling city, she caught a glimpse of a familiar face in the crowd. Jack. Their eyes met, and time stood still. In that moment, the forgotten promise rekindled, as their hearts whispered, "We found each other again." Love, once lost, found its way back, reminding them that some promises are meant to be kept, no matter the passing of time.
By Steven Daniel3 years ago in Fiction
The Pro Energy Knowledge System
Cool air from the air conditioner blew in Newark, Delaware homes. In Mali, Africa, no air conditioners blew air. The people there just wanted to have sustenance and enough money to spend on formula and tools for cooking food.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Humanity
Chapter 1: A World Unraveled The year was 2040, and humanity found itself at a crossroads. The rapid advancement of technology had ushered in an era of unprecedented progress and convenience, but it had come at a cost. The Earth's resources were dwindling, and the effects of climate change were becoming increasingly severe. Inequality and social unrest were rampant, and the gap between the rich and the poor had grown wider than ever before.
By Karun 3 years ago in Fiction
It’s Evident
Billionaire cement tycoon Nadir Jenkinson looked at the miscreants chaining themselves to his machines. They had broken through the doors and tied up security.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
What If Outer Space Was Breathable?
Imagine being on a routine Space Walk when your helmet unexpectedly becomes loose. Instead of suffocating, you find yourself breathing in fresh cosmic air. But what would happen if outer space was breathable? Would the breathable atmosphere reach far and wide? Why would space suddenly become so loud? And could this lead to the destruction of the entire solar system?
By Minu Singh3 years ago in Fiction
INTERVIEWING AI, WHY IS CHAT GPT IS CUT OFF
Me: Why chat gpt's not updated to current affairs after September 2021? GPT: As an AI language model, I have a knowledge cutoff, which means my training only goes up until September 2021. I don't have direct access to real-time information or the ability to update myself. However, I can still provide information and engage in discussions based on the knowledge I acquired before my cutoff date. Keep in mind that any information I provide about events or developments after September 2021 would be based on what was known up until that time, and there may have been new updates or changes since then. While I don't have access to real-time information or updates beyond September 2021, I can still assist with a wide range of topics and provide valuable information based on the knowledge I acquired during my training. I can help answer questions about history, science, literature, and general knowledge, and provide guidance on various subjects.
By Karun 3 years ago in Fiction
Corinthian Bouquet
On the corner I waited for the lighted green man to say walk. A five-way light meant a long wait for crisscrossing traffic to take their turns.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
Substitution
“Algae?! That’s what they’re pushing now? It’s in the commercial?! Stop production on the next advertisement,” Harold Pennington addressed the director of the commercial.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Fever
My darling wife was becoming hotter by the hour and I was becoming more worried. I called the advice nurse, I gave her cool compresses. She is not responding to homemade soup, medicine or even my love.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Outbreak
Her shepherds ears swiveled at the sound of crunching. Yanking her handgun up, she pointed it toward the sounds source. “Don’t come any closer,” she threatened.
By Ray 3 years ago in Fiction