《Humanity’s Next Steps》A True Work of Art
Advertisement
A True Work of Art “It's simple, Mr. Mitchell. Sign the contract and climb a mountain. You’ve got everything to gain and nothing to lose.” “I’m doing what you asked. I’m wearing a neural recorder. I’ll sign the papers, but I want to see the deposit made first!” “No deal! We have legal counsel to notarize the contract and ensure your payment.” “Will I receive the ten million tax-free?” “That’s correct. And just imagine, a wealthy buyer will enjoy your experience over and over. You’ll carry a legacy of authenticity.” “Why not just simulate it? No one can tell the difference.” “They’ll know. Real experiences are the true value these days. Not those conjured up digital recreations that mimic reality. They’ve got no substance nor consequence.” “What about legal ramifications?” “None. The government supports our effort to revitalize the economy. With nearly everyone plugged in, virtual currency has become next to worthless. Your family will receive government-sanctioned cash money.” “What’s that?” “True wealth. Imagine owning real land, not just virtual real estate. We’ll reciprocate your genuine contribution with something equally tangible.” “I must admit, I’m scared… what if …” “Good. The more you feel fear, the better for our buyer. They’ll want to experience your anxiety. In fact — if we detect you aren’t scared for a single moment, we’ll cancel the contract. You’ll return to that overcrowded slum. Your only source of freedom will be the virtual abyss.” “Why can’t I climb now?” “No. We need your emotional build-up for the climax. Our connoisseur will appreciate its intrinsic value. In turn, your family will have real wealth.” “Very well … I’ll sign them … What’s this about dream recordings?” “It’s all about the process to watch your mastery.” “And an NDA, huh?” “Yes. No one else must know. They'll never understand what’s at stake, right?” “Yeah, sure.” — Frank signed the last page. ———— Frank experienced recurring nightmares of screaming and falling to his death. And others of him surviving but completely paralyzed and spoonfed by his wife. He tried plugging in for a respite. Still, in the VR world, his subconscious manifested his fears into a haunting paralysis inflicted on all of his avatars. On the night before the climb, he woke up screaming … “Frank, honey, is there something bothering you? Should we talk about it?” “Nah. I’m just trying to solve a problem in a world-building scheme.” “Frank, if you need to talk about it, I’m here. I can plugin and help if you need it.” “Kind of you to offer. Once I’m finished with this project, you’ll live like a queen!” “What?” “It’ll be a surprise for you. Just wait for me to finish.” “I can’t wait!” He kissed her lips — “Goodnight, my love." ———— Frank stood stark naked and shivered. The company had dropped him off along with a disguised escort by helicopter at the base of a high mountain. Freezing winds chilled his bones, and he could barely breathe. The escort handed him a two-way VR communicator, a respirator, and a headset, then instructed him to climb up a set of dangling ropes. Frank clawed at the mountainside while rocks crumbled, and dust fell. Midway up, the support lines snapped. “Look down, Mr. Mitchell, the fall, will definitely be painful and terrible. Your drop may feel like forever. See the jagged rocks. You might well become paralyzed. You’ll wish for sudden death, but most assuredly, it'll be excruciating as your bones break and shatter, and you can’t move. You’ll bleed out first!” “I can’t do this!” “Sure, you can. Ten million for your family. Out of the slums. A paradise awaits. All you have to do is reach the summit!” Frank saw virtual flashes sent to his mind, of a countryside cottage, and a large ranch with horses, land, and trees as far as the eye could see. “Think of your family, Frank. Don’t fail them. Don’t feel regretful for the rest of your life.” Frank climbed further up. Rocks cut and scraped his skin, and bugs crawled all over him — then he encountered a large seemingly impassable rock jutting out. “Climb it, Mr. Mitchell. You can do it. You must. Your family depends on you.” “I … I … can’t…” “Do it, Frank. Or we'll make your wife climb the rock. Did you miss that part of the contract? The fine print says if you fail, your spouse must take your place.” “No! I don’t remember that. You’re lying!” A detailed visual recollection of his signing the contract appeared in Frank's mind. It showed the fine print, which stated the terms precisely as the escort mentioned. “We’ve taken this experience from your own mind. You saw the fine print, but you chose to ignore it. However, you've agreed to its conditions.” Frank's mind received an artificially generated scene showing his naked wife climbing the mountain and crying out, while she struggled, gasped, and slid on the rocks. “Okay! Okay! I’ll do it!” Frank climbed up the giant rock and lost his grip — he fell backward into the air and cried out for help. Within seconds, he smashed into the jagged rocks below and felt a sharp pain in his back — then died instantly. ———— Mr. Chambers, an elite tycoon of VR industries, removed the simulation headwear, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then placed it on the table. He experienced Frank’s journey through his signing the contract, climbing up the mountain, and falling to his death. “Brilliant! I want more! Where can I place an order for a bulk purchase? I have a big party coming up in a week.” “Only one experience per encoded buyer's signature. We’ll need a participant for each experience rendered. It’s difficult to find so many participants in such a short time. And much more expensive for such a large volume.” Mr. Chambers thought a moment and slammed his shivering fist on the table. “It’s worth it! This is a true work of art. Place the order!”
Advertisement
Advertisement
Celestial [A Progression Fantasy LitRPG]
Warning!Profanity, unconventional relationships, drug use, descriptive gore and intimacy. Celestial is a slow-paced and action-packed progression fantasy with elements from the LitRPG genre. The story focuses on the protagonist’s personal growth, violence, sex, exploration and adventure. Follow Zelaria as she embarks on her journey of exploration and adventure, seeking ever greater heights of power. With an affinity for the elusive and mysterious Arcane and a preference for the thrill of close combat she nonetheless chooses to walk the path of a mage. A mage may still use weapons but a warrior rarely casts spells as far as she knows. It’s a logical path for her even if others may call it insanity. What do they know? Most people who choose to specialize in wielding mana tend to pick a mage class aligned with their element. Why become a standard mage, average at everything, when you can use your affinity for fire to become a fire mage and cause destruction with ease? The only problem for Zelaria is that no one seems to know how to get a mage class aligned with the arcane. Approaching 17 years of age she’s still at level 0 while her peers have long left her behind, their classes selected at the age of 15 when they became available. Luck is on her side though as she manages to snag employment as a hauler with a party heading on an expedition to a dungeon abandoned centuries ago. They’re looking for riches and danger while she’s still looking for an answer, one she finds at their destination even if not in the way she expected. Nothing is going to stop her from enjoying all that the world has to offer, not the wish of her parents or even her death. I'll be aiming to upload 5 chapters in bulk every week.
8 468Penalise the Player
Hospitalised. Incarcerated. Tortured by obnoxious fairies. Oh, when will this day be over? Arline has been saved--mostly. Her body is being maintained and the public is aware of her...technical difficulties. But life still sucks. She's still stuck in a game after all. And now new dangers are but a code-string away... Sequel to Playing Solitaire.
8 151Arpeligo
A brother and sister struggle to operate their independent interstellar transportation company within the confines of discriminatory laws and arrogant aristocratic enterprises. But fortune blows their way when they stumble upon a relatively ignorant human who also happens to be a fully authorized Citizen of the Empire, with all the legal rights and responsibilities associated with that status. Taking advantage of the situation, the sister proposes a deal to the citizen to try to secure their tiny company's future. But things are not what they seem and war between the noble families is reaching a breaking point within the sectors, causing mayhem, instability, and disastrous consequences for our interstellar crew on their trial run with the citizen. ** The setting is largely influenced by my experience in the transportation industry. I hope you enjoy it!
8 131Hot Guy Cold Guy
Two exiles are forced by circumstances to travel together. Well, or one forces the other to follow. Hmm, no. One chooses to follow the other. Ah, forget it. It depends. Anyway, life is an adventure. Life in fantasy much more so. But, as in real life, some characters just seem to bumble foolishly along. Skah is one of those people. Meanwhile, others take it too seriously. The clash that comes from forcing these two people together can only be described as an adventure.
8 105Colourland Series 5: Matches
The preliminaries of the tournament continue. Crayon and his friends continue fighting. The link is here: https://inkstone.webnovel.com/novels/chapter/edit/17814187106175405/47819596891211165
8 133Eldest Potter
While Harry James Potter was only 1 and a bit years old when his parents died, his older sister was 3. Born on the 1st of May. Her full name, Rosealine Lily Potter. The goddaughter of Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. Whereas Harry only had Sirius as his godfather. When Rosealine looses her parent's she is the one to be effected the most. She lost her parents and could remember the whole thing. Of course, when Voldemort attacked, Rose took it upon herself to protect Harry from him, even when she saw her mother drop down dead.That night she ended up getting a scar on her wrist.This scar was not like her baby brother's. In fact. Her's was in a heart shape. Now... She's forced to move in with an aunt and uncle that she really didn't want to go to.
8 394