Once Human Base Blueprints Novels & Stories

"Well, Southside Base said they want Haylight League to move over to their place. The boss said it was a great suggestion, and she accepted, but we've got a lot of people, and moving takes time. She told them to hang in there. Give it 500 years, and we'll definitely make it. "Summer Base said they're facing a food crisis and asked us for 30 tons of food. The boss said that was way too little, so she would send them 100 million tons instead. She said she would deliver it to them in a dream and told them to sign upon receipt. "And then there's Bluesea Base. They demanded we make our gene serum formula public. Said it belongs to all humanity and shouldn't be privately owned, and that refusing t

"Where do we go now, Sophia? In this vast universe, we have no home." I looked out at the stars. "We will find our home, Lukas. But tell me… the files you downloaded from the station—what’s in them?" Lukas opened the files. His face turned pale. "Sophia," he said in a trembling voice, "these files contain our DNA profiles. Do you know whose profile this is?" I looked at the file. My name, my father’s name… and beside it— "Project Moreno: Original Human Blueprint." We are not just humans. We are the ‘original’ humans of this universe. That station was a factory to create new humans from our DNA. The scientists were copying us. We were not copies—we were the master originals.

“Do we even know what they were building?” Ayesha glanced back at the screen. A blueprint was slowly loading—the last project their parents had worked on. Not a foundation. Not a corporation. Not a rebellion. But a new system. One that didn’t rely on corrupt governments. One that didn’t play by the rules of power-hungry organizations. One that couldn’t be bought, erased, or controlled. Ayesha’s lips curled into a determined smile. “We’re about to find out.” She picked up the key card one last time, slipping it into her pocket.

"We’re just going home." The realization was a cold, sharp blade in his mind: Humanity hadn't evolved to conquer the stars. They were just the latest batch of mold growing on a pile of trash that reached from one world to the next. "Sarah," he said, staring at the 91% Polyethylene reading. "If the plastic is all that’s left... what happened to the people?" He looked back at the radar map. The geometric grids weren't just buildings. As the resolution increased, he saw the billions of smaller, oval shapes packed into the foundations.

“Those tycoons will use it for their evil deeds. They’re going to merge it with military technology. They’re modifying the entire structure.” His voice dropped. “They want to turn it into the largest high-tech military base in the world.” “An almost completely self-sustaining one. Advanced surveillance, automated defense systems, weapons technology, controlled infrastructure…” He swallowed. “All based on the architecture we created. All these will be in the hands of the three psychopathic multibillionaires!” I stared at the blueprint again, suddenly terrified by what the finished project could become in their hands. WATCH OUT FOR BOOK 2!!!

Kaya POV The moment I step into the lab, I freeze. Rows of metallic figures stand before me, their silver bodies gleaming under the cold blue lights. For a split second, I can’t breathe. They’re humanoid, almost identical to Flynn but taller, broader, built for something else entirely. Weapons, armor, reinforced joints. My stomach twists. Twenty. I count twenty of them, motionless and perfect, lined up like soldiers waiting for orders. I knew my uncle had been using my base designs for military application, but I thought they were still in the prototype stage. Flynn was supposed to be the only completed version, my secret experiment in human-AI empathy, not a weapon. Seeing this… it feels li

"Bring it on!" And the war started once again. *door bell chimes "Hello, welcome to Great Blue Booze!" they both smiled but still pinched each other. "Oh boy..." ***

Xasha said this as he made his way out of the room. The cool breeze blew over the army of nearly a thousand men standing in the open air, staring down two massive pentagon-shaped airships attached together, forming a sky city. The leader of this army, Blue Mountain, stood with his hands squeezing the handle of his blade until the blood had left his fingers. His bright blue hair and beard swinging left and right as he screamed and raged.

He stopped before an old framed blueprint hanging on the wall. Foundation House. Except... The blueprint showed far more than the building. Hidden beneath it... Several underground levels had been carefully drawn. Laboratories. Observation wings. Dormitories. And one enormous circular chamber deep beneath everything else. At its center was a single word. GENESIS --- Julian stared at the blueprint. "There's another level." Victor nodded. "The real one." Ethan studied the diagram. "These floors aren't on any architectural records." "They were never supposed to be."

“Don’t you roll your eyes. You know I’m right. Now, what were you working on when we got here?” “Oh, Gregory got someone to search up some blueprints, lists and schedules on how Black River was formed. He’s added the plans that currently show the new lands. That’s about as far as I got so far. I was going to set up a spreadsheet to gather some information about the people. You know skills and personality traits. Who would be useful in what capacity, and what would we need. Now I can see cabins so I can figure out later who gets what cabin to start. I am going to have first to find a Beta. I can’t do this alone. There’s too much to do.”