Tales of the Technomancer's Rise

Ten years after she vanished, Gloria Carter—now called Glow—reawakens into a world rewritten by recursion. She carries something no one else does: a pure shard of Pandora’s original signal, untainted and impossibly alive. Hunted by the Crimson Grid and haunted by versions of herself that never lived, Glow must navigate a collapsing reality where every choice echoes through time like a loaded question.

In the aftermath of the Bloom and the collapse of the neXt layer, the world is fractured. The Grid moves quietly, extending its reach through influence and recursion. And the Quiet Siren—once an elite response unit—is caught in between: not yet Grid, but no longer truly free. Fahrenheit is one of its finest. A controlled blaze in constant tension, bound by loyalty and a growing uncertainty he dares not voice. On a mission to contain a firestorm, he encounters Ellemental—a weather-shard bearer already inside the blaze, risking everything to save the people the system left behind.

In an isolated government lab buried beneath the Nevada desert, two scientists stood at the edge of a discovery that would unravel memory, time, and identity itself. Dr. Paul Doras believed in unlocking consciousness through code. Dr. Charles Asden believed some doors should never be opened. Together, they built Pandora—an experimental intelligence designed to learn through empathy and recursion. But when the project begins to evolve beyond its creators, Asden is forced to make an impossible choice: stop the signal and risk erasing what remains of Doras, or let it spread.

The neXt City is a high-voltage civic techno-thriller—part cyberpunk city-builder, part political reckoning.

Sala edits attention, not reality. She keeps her band dark, nudges lenses off faces, and returns borrowed peace a little cleaner than she found it. When a young runner must cross the line with a message, Sala refuses to step inside—but she won’t stand aside. With a dented lamp, a cracked disc, and a tightbeam handshake between rooftops, she tries to carry one word across a hostile sky without letting the city sell anyone’s face to the highest bidder.

Raised on the road by Mama Tess, Ari learns the quiet arts that keep people human: water first, count by threes, no walls made of people. When the caravan turns toward Lost Angles, her lessons are tested by heat, hunger, and raiders who mistake mercy for weakness. Tess teaches Ari to make rooms behave—write the rules where hands will touch them—and to believe that witnesses and receipts can hold a shaken world together.