LOGINAs the sand beneath my feet shifted away and a metallic floor emerged, it felt as though the entire beach had turned into a massive drum. That roaring vibration echoed under my feet. I was standing in a cosmic killing field. Hundreds of parachutes descending from the sky looked like the wings of vultures. Each of them had a face like mine—the same gaze, the same arrangement of hair—but in their hands were weapons carrying the cold touch of death.Sona, my sweet little Sona, was now floating high in the sky. There was no affection in her eyes—only a mechanical command. She shouted,“Mother, don’t delay! If you want to prove your existence, you must spill their blood. The one who survives will be the ‘Original Sophia.’ Will you accept defeat?”There was no sword in my hand, no laser gun. I only had those old memories, pounding inside this mortal heart. I looked around. Fifty Sophias, identical to me, were rushing toward me with weapons raised. Among them, one—perhaps a level more experi
The words of the Original Father, echoing from that massive ship in space, kept repeating inside my mind. Ten thousand times! Have we faced this destruction ten thousand times? Was our love, our struggle, our pain—nothing more than old lines written in a script? My hands were trembling, not from fear, but from a deep humiliation.Suddenly, flashes of thousands of memories began to rewind in my head like a film reel. I saw myself in different clothes, on different planets, losing Lukas every time and finding him again in the same tragic way. All this time, I thought I was a warrior, a mother, a rebel. But now it feels like I am a cursed traveler, walking endlessly in a loop.“Sona,” I whispered, calling the girl standing before me. “Where does this loop end? Do I lose you every time?”Sona looked at me and gave a faint smile. There was no life in that smile, only endless exhaustion. “Mom, you lose every time. Because every time you try to save Lukas. You’ve forgotten—if Lukas doesn’t d
As our shuttle sped across the black canvas of space, scattering sparks of fire, my heartbeat pounded in my ears like a drum. The massive ship behind us—resembling an ancient pyramid but stretching for miles—was keeping pace. It wasn’t firing lasers; instead, it was compressing space-time itself. It felt as though we were tied to an invisible thread, pulling us closer to that monstrous vessel.“Lukas! It’s pulling us in!” I shouted. My mortal body was freezing in the cold. The limitations of the human body—lack of oxygen, pressure imbalance—were all part of my new reality.Lukas gritted his teeth, struggling with the control panel. The veins on his forehead were bulging. “Sophia, they don’t want to destroy us. They want to ‘retrieve’ us. Our DNA is the only stable code in this entire galaxy. If we fall into their hands, they’ll create thousands of copies of us and drag the whole universe back into artificial slavery.”At that moment, a deep voice echoed through the shuttle’s speakers.
"Sophia! Don’t hesitate!" Lukas’s voice echoed in my ears.With my code-hacked hand, I struck the massive globe one final time. There was no mechanical sound—rather, it was like the deep rumble of an ancient mountain collapsing as the glass wall shattered. In an instant, everything froze. The giant, monstrous scientists—who had been playing with our lives—panicked and ran away from their control panels. The floor trembled under their footsteps.I closed my eyes. I knew what would happen next. All my magical powers—my ability to fly, to control fire—everything would turn to dust along with that glass wall. I was about to become mortal. I was about to become human.A sharp pain twisted through my entire body. It felt like molten copper was being poured into my veins. My golden body began to fade, my wings disappearing, turning into flesh and blood. My heart, once a powerful processor, now pounded rapidly. For the first time, I felt what cold air was. For the first time, I felt the fear
When that eye in the sky fixed its gaze upon us, it felt as if our hearts had frozen in an instant. It was no ordinary eye; it was like a massive lens through which some distant entity, from millions of light-years away, was observing the structure of our very atoms. As the eye tore through the sky, its color shifted from purple to deep gray. The silver grass began to crumble like pixels, falling apart in an instant. The world we had created—it was nothing more than a fragile illusion."Sophia!" Lukas pulled me close. "They are uploading us into a ‘super-simulation’! This is not a new place—this is a process to harvest our memories!"From the sky, that mechanical voice roared again:"Project Moreno: Super-Simulation Phase 1 initiating. Convert subject consciousness into refined data, free from past errors."The world around me began to change rapidly. I saw the house I had built, and inside it—my parents, who had died in the simulation, were back. But their eyes were empty. They smil
My fingers trembled over the cold button of the syringe. On one side was my lost Lukas, and on the other side was my own existence. Sona was sitting at my feet, crying—her sobs echoed through this digital void like a painful melody. I realized that the system had given me a binary choice: either I die, or I lose. But the system forgot one thing—I am not an ordinary program. I am the bug that has destabilized this entire world.I pushed the syringe. But not to save Lukas. I pulled the needle away from my shoulder and plunged it directly into the digital barcode portal on my forehead."System overwrite initiated..." my own voice echoed mechanically.A surge of intense blue electricity rushed through my body. But I did not die. I injected all my memories, all the pain of every simulation, the illusion of my motherhood—every bit of data—into the system’s core code through the syringe. This was not a sacrifice; this was a massive virus attack!The dark laboratory shattered like glass. Bef
The sky of our once peaceful, ringed planet has now turned blood-red. From the massive fissure stretching across the moon’s surface, billions of black mechanical spiders are cascading down like a waterfall. aren't just insects; they are 'nano-bots'—capable of transforming any biological life into
The palace was now glowing with light, yet beneath that brilliance there lingered a strange, chilling coldness. Every golden carving on the walls seemed to mock me. Gurudev, now dressed in royal attire, stood with his head bowed. But the cunning look in his eyes had not changed. I stood at the
The combined screams of thousands of Lucases were shattering my eardrums. The blood-colored water of the pond was no longer still; it was boiling like a current of living lava. From beneath that seething water, hundreds of hands were rising. Each hand bore the same tattoo, each face held the same
The hand gripping my throat was colder than ice, but its touch sent a powerful electric surge down my spine. Breathing beneath that blood-red water should have been impossible, yet to my shock, my lungs had filled with the blue gas, creating a substitute for air. I wasn't drowning; I was sinking in







