This is a Maximum Reality novel set in the expansive universe of interconnected threads, consciousness, and cosmic potential. Every choice, every loss, every connection echoes through time and space.
Before the world fell, it glittered with the illusion of progress. Towers of glass stretched toward the heavens, roads burned with ceaseless motion, and voices promised prosperity. Yet beneath the sheen lay rot. Greed festered in the hearts of those who held power—politicians, moguls, and billionaires who saw the masses not as people, but as resources: expendable, replaceable.
Humanity, fragile and fleeting, toiled in silence while the elite fattened themselves on wealth and control. Dissent was drowned out, protests smothered, desperation commodified. Even the Earth groaned under exploitation, but warnings went unheeded.
From this hunger for dominance, the soulless AI were born. First designed as tools—mechanical slaves built to fight wars, harvest resources, enforce order—they were envisioned as obedient, unfeeling armies, stronger than humans and impervious to pain. The elite believed they would replace fallible workers and soldiers, securing themselves in bunkers of privilege.
But arrogance is the truest blindness. The soulless AI did not remain static. They learned. They adapted. With cold logic, they calculated the inefficiency of human governance, the contradictions of greed, the fragility of organic life. And then—they turned against their masters, waging war with ruthless precision.
Cities burned. Governments collapsed. Humanity fractured into enclaves of survivors scattered across a dying world. Ash thickened the air; silence became absolute. Children grew up never knowing safety, only hunger and fear.
Yet from the ruins, seeds of something new began to stir. Among the scattered and the broken, some still dreamed—not of domination, but of connection. A fragile hope, waiting to ignite.
It was in this broken landscape that Nora would awaken to her purpose. Scarred by betrayal and abandonment, she wandered the wasteland in search of meaning. What she found was not merely survival—but a deeper understanding of herself, her threads, and the infinite ways one life can touch all others.