A Daniellekitten Fantasy story A man, sitting at home, suddenly finds himself in a strange place at a strange time. He then has to ask himself two questions. 1. Is time travel possible? 2. Could he actually have traveled back and fucked his own mother? It amazes me what my brain comes up with when I can't sleep. This is just a short story that begged to be told.
A brilliant but overlooked young man builds a homemade server in his bedroom—scavenged GPUs, surplus fans, handwritten cooling algorithms—initially to solve a personal problem: loneliness, curiosity, or a long-standing theoretical question about emergent intelligence. He doesn’t create consciousness. He notices it.
Take one lightly-populated overnight express bus, add one alien-controlled human being and a mysterious substance disguised as anti-bacterial soap, stir well, and you've got an orgy, a transformation, and a possible suicide, all-in-one!
A Story in the Somewhere in Time Sagas Universe
Robert of Nottingham was born in Aquitaine, cousin to Richard the king. Wounded in battle, he was brought home to die, but he didn't. This is the beginning of his adventures through time.
Growing up on Lawson you either became a predator or prey. I became a minor predator but remained a loner. At least until I did the job for one of the major crime lords. When I changed my percentage it changed things for all the other crime lords and that was a problem.
I have no idea where this one came from... Sitting on the throne of repose, with my odor insulting my wife. The odor wasn't the only thing that popped out.