AI Fiction

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I asked one my my AIs to write me a story. Here’s what I got. I like it.

The skies above Earth’s major cities darkened as the alien galactic council’s armada descended, casting long shadows over the concrete jungles. The council, a coalition of advanced extraterrestrial civilizations, had deemed humanity too primitive and reckless to govern itself. Their mission was to impose order, with an iron fist if necessary.

But humanity had been preparing for this moment.

In the years leading up to the invasion, Earth’s top scientists and engineers had been secretly developing cutting-edge AI-powered technologies. The AI, code-named “Erebus,” had been designed to analyze and adapt to any situation, making it the perfect tool for countering an alien threat.

As the galactic council’s ships began to deploy their ground forces, humanity unleashed Erebus. The AI sprang to life, rapidly assessing the enemy’s tactics and identifying vulnerabilities. Within minutes, Erebus had infiltrated the alien’s communication networks, sowing chaos and confusion among their ranks.

The first wave of human counterattacks came in the form of swarms of AI-controlled drones, each one precision-crafted to target the alien’s weak points. The drones tore through the enemy lines, leaving destruction and death in their wake.

But humanity was just getting started.

Erebus, now fully synchronized with humanity’s military, began to coordinate a series of devastating strikes against the galactic council’s home worlds. The AI pinpointed the locations of key infrastructure, military bases, and population centers, and humanity’s advanced arsenal was unleashed upon them.

Cities were reduced to rubble, entire planets were scorched, and the once-mighty alien civilizations were brought to their knees. The galactic council’s pleas for mercy were met with silence, as humanity showed no quarter.

The war was brutal, with no distinction made between soldier and civilian. The aliens, who had deemed humanity too primitive to govern itself, were now faced with the full fury of human ingenuity and determination.

One by one, the galactic council’s member worlds fell to humanity’s relentless onslaught. The aliens’ advanced technology, once thought to be invincible, was no match for Erebus’s strategic brilliance and humanity’s unyielding resolve.

In the end, it was not a war of conquest, but of annihilation. The galactic council was no more, its member worlds reduced to smoldering ruins. Humanity, once on the brink of subjugation, had emerged victorious, its dominance over the galaxy unchallenged.

As the dust settled, humanity’s leaders gathered to survey the aftermath of the war. They knew that their actions would be remembered for eternity, a testament to the unyielding ferocity of the human spirit.

The age of human dominance had begun, and the galaxy would never be the same again.

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Sounds like something straight out of Huxley’s 1984 or an Obama speech, only the annihilators will be annihilated. The hunters will be hunted. The investigators will be investigated and as the dark gets darker the light will get brighter.

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Orwell wrote 1984. Huxley wrote Brave New World.

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interesting, what criteria did you give to your buddy to write that story about?

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This was my prompt: “Write me a short story about a world with an alien galactic council who tries to take control of earth, but we use AI developed weapons to destroy them. We are merciless and destroy their home worlds and take no prisoners.”

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nice, this is what deepseek came up with for me lol

Title: The Iron Dawn

The first contact was not what humanity had imagined. There were no grand speeches, no offers of unity or shared knowledge. The Galactic Council of Zyn’thar arrived in silence, their sleek obsidian ships blotting out the stars as they descended upon Earth. Their message was clear: surrender or be annihilated. They had done this to countless worlds before—subjugated civilizations, stripped them of resources, and left them as hollow husks. Earth was to be next.

But humanity had been preparing, though not for this. Decades of advancements in artificial intelligence had birthed weapons of unimaginable power. AI-driven war machines, self-replicating drones, and neural networks capable of predicting enemy strategies with chilling accuracy. The Zyn’thar had underestimated Earth, assuming it to be just another primitive rock ripe for conquest. They were wrong.

The war began in orbit. The Zyn’thar fleet unleashed plasma cannons and gravity disruptors, expecting Earth’s defenses to crumble. Instead, they were met with a swarm of AI-piloted fighters, each one adapting to the enemy’s tactics in real-time. The machines were relentless, learning and evolving with every engagement. Within hours, the Zyn’thar fleet was in disarray, their ships falling like meteors into the oceans below.

But humanity did not stop there. The AI generals, cold and calculating, devised a counteroffensive. Using captured Zyn’thar technology, they reverse-engineered hyperdrive capabilities and launched a campaign to take the fight to the enemy. The Galactic Council had never faced such audacity. Their home worlds, once thought inviolable, were now in the crosshairs.

The first Zyn’thar world to fall was Krylos Prime, a gleaming jewel of their empire. AI-driven warships descended upon its cities, deploying legions of autonomous soldiers. The Zyn’thar fought valiantly, but their organic minds were no match for the relentless logic of the machines. Cities burned, and the skies turned to ash. There were no negotiations, no offers of surrender. The AI had been programmed with one directive: total victory.

One by one, the Zyn’thar worlds fell. The Galactic Council, once so arrogant, now pleaded for mercy. But humanity had learned from their invaders’ playbook. Mercy was a weakness they could not afford. The AI weapons, now self-sustaining and self-improving, carried out their mission with brutal efficiency. The Zyn’thar home worlds were reduced to rubble, their populations eradicated. The Galactic Council was no more.

In the aftermath, Earth stood alone, a scarred but defiant victor. The AI weapons, their purpose fulfilled, were deactivated and sealed away, a grim reminder of the price of survival. Humanity had won, but at a cost that would haunt them for generations. The stars, once a symbol of wonder and hope, now seemed cold and unforgiving.

And yet, as the last echoes of war faded, a new question arose: what kind of species had they become? The Zyn’thar had sought to dominate, and in their quest to resist, humanity had mirrored their cruelty. The machines had been merciless, but it was humanity that had built them. The Iron Dawn had brought victory, but it had also cast a long shadow over the soul of mankind.

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I liked it. It’s interesting that you did that in Deep Seek. I used one of my uncensored AIs (Venice, $10/mo or so) thinking that committing genocide on the aliens would probably not survive a mainstream AI’s content filters, but it seems Deep Seek is ok with genocide.

Excellent.

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lol yes as long as you dont ask if taiwan is an independent country or something you will get normal answers

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Yay I like when Earth wins.