It was just a normal day at Grax´s bar; lots of burly bounty hunters were sitting in the bar, drinking and procrastinating when the bar´s door was blew apart by a troop of androids.  “Sovad Grax,

There aren't numerous computer games out there today that can charge the level of promotion like the GTA arrangement can. As far back as their first diversion discharged, they have overwhelmed the gaming

(Source: @igwentertainment) 12th Century Africa… A “starfall” darted fiercely across the morning sky, its swift motion trailblazing silently -- earthward. On a fertile wilderness, mother and daughter,

Do you have what it takes to write the best flash dystopian fiction we’ve ever seen on steemit? There’s 50 Steem Basic Income shares on the line Guidelines: Stories must be original works and not have

Winner of my Dystopian Short Story goes to @beggars with his great story. With the help of @voraces we turned it into an Audibook! Please listen. You can see the full details here of the contest. Flash

First post. Hey people. Thanks to Chrono for putting on this s h i n d i g . I made the image too-- it's iPhone stuff and the sharpness is a bit crunchy but it's a freebie, so deal. Good luck to all. To

Image credit It’s dark, and cold. I can feel a breeze and my throat is dry. I cannot see my hand in front of my face. The silence is so intense that I hear a soft piercing ringing in the air. My heartbeat

Original photo @writerofage The world did not see it coming. In greed, delight, a fervor that only grows on the offset of unknown riches, distributed to the first there, the quickest to see and nurture

Photo Source The Catechist had sprung to his feet, his dark athletic body cast shady silhouettes on the bath curtains. His vice-like toes fastened to the slippery bath tub. Stooping, what seemed like a

Experts warned this would happen, for years we brushed off their warnings like a piece of lint on a pant leg. It knows everything about you, capable of consuming and monitoring millions of data streams

"We are running low on water, I really need to go out there.", I said to my wife as I kissed her goodbye. She hugs me, a tear streams down her left cheek and she tells me to "be careful".

#chronocrypto-dystopian In some country lived some boy. In childhood he was just a normal one, maybe only reserved a little bit. It differentiated him from other kindergarteners. Was going to kinder garden,

The Illusion of Immortality Source I am a hundred years young. It’s my birthday. It doesn’t matter. Though I cannot make people precisely immortal, I can control the aging process to create the illusion

Another Day, Another Test After so many days swift and monotonous. Just for an extra morsel of food. Each day, everyone rushes and hurries to finish their task. No concern and no cooperation. I suppose

The year, 2065. The place, Central Siberian Plateau. Late summer harvest, Magda and Freya worked the fields. The two older peasant ladies had been doing this for decades. They weren’t alone. The entire

Content for Bots: What Will We Teach Them? That sign was everywhere. There was a massive push by the G22 to get the best of humanity to participate in 'raising' the AI’s. Although the egoists wanted to

This is my entry for the #chronocrypto-dystopian Flash Dystopian Fiction 500 Contest. The Things I Do For Gertie "Meat is murder." The woman is staring daggers at me and my pastrami sandwich.

We don't know who struck first, the machines or us, but we know it was us who burnt the sky It's a line from an old movie, I don't remember which, but it hardly matters. There is no sky here - only a memory.

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Even in the deepest sleep, Aaron heard his daughter shuddering in the next room. He stood. With each step through the darkness, he pressed his feet hard against the cold floor, as if gravity might give