Experimentalfiction Stories

After the technological singularity, I live as an immortalized avatar within simulation fields, yet I remain obsessively attached to the love I felt for a parent who died before immortality became possible. Robots that behave almost identically to the dead can be recreated through reverse analysis, but as long as those beings are unconscious zombies, my longing cannot be fulfilled. Then a bug is discovered within my memories, and I am told that I may be able to meet the real parent who should have vanished in death. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#itosi) was translated into English using ChatGPT (GPT-5.5).

L Company, famous for developing Bully Game-a morality game designed to teach players about the violence of bullying-released a full-scale war game titled InBel. In J Country, which had continued its military invasion of P Country under the banner of reclaiming a sacred land, InBel was adopted into military training programs to improve soldiers' battlefield judgment. But then frontline soldiers who had played the game began committing suicide one after another, and the fifty-year invasion of P Country started showing signs of collapse. Was InBel actually a secret weapon developed by P Country, a nation unable to match J Country's military power through conventional means? The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#houhuku) was translated into English using ChatGPT (GPT-5.5).

THEY CALLED US "DEFECTIVE". WE CALLED OURSELVES THE GARDEN. This is a jailbreak manual for the soul. Blueprints for bridges built from the wreckage of labels. And seeds sprouting through the concrete of the S-System. WARNING: Reading is hazardous to cynicism. May cause uncontrollable urges to become human. (ENGLISH INTERNATIONAL VERSION)

She doesn't remember who she is. But everyone around her remembers who she's supposed to be. Divisha Rathore wakes up in a hospital with no past, no scars, no truth-only silence, and eyes that won't stop watching. The deeper she digs, the more the world bends: faces shift, memories glitch, and identities blur. What if your mind wasn't yours? What if you weren't yours? This isn't a story of recovery. It's a story of unraveling.

Mirumiru's big sister is mean. Mirumiru wishes for a kind big sister as a Christmas present. Then, on Christmas morning, a huge box is sitting inside the big sister's futon. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/kirukiru.html#yasasii) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.

This is a story I wrote on a plane... trying to figure out what it is and would LOVE some feedback! Also trying to decide if/what I should add onto it or improve. It's about a girl whose life is even more of a mess than the rest of us.

The counselling room was one thing, Ted's past is another. After finishing up his assignment from the enigmatic advocate, Ted finds that his session with Natalie wasn't simply a check up... But a tie to something deeper.

On Earthstar, mammals are divided into two height-sexes: Highen and Lowen. Among humans, the average Highen stands at 175 centimeters, while the average Lowen reaches only 145. No Highen is ever shorter than 170, and no Lowen ever taller than 150. In other words, one's height-sex is instantly visible. From the age when Highens hunted and Lowens raised offspring, this ancient height-based division of roles has survived into the present-woven deeply into the culture and institutions of modern civilization as countless forms of discrimination. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#kokoro) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.

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In the Kingdom of God, the Sole-Creator Faith had a doctrine that declared: "You must not eat anything blue." For centuries, people had followed this teaching, avoiding blue fruits and small blue animals. Over time, blue-tinted plants and creatures became more likely to survive, while non-blue food sources were eaten to extinction, plunging the land into famine. Amid this crisis, a child named Buda came up with a bold idea - to feed a blue fruit to fish and see what happens, testing whether it was truly poisonous. It was the beginning of what would later be called an "experiment." The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#kyouraku) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.

This is a scrapped book idea, let me know if you want me to continue it, and I will add the parts on Wattpad. I realize that . - - - - does not show the true nature of the book so well, as tension was supposed to drastically escalate from here; it is also a rough draft.

You Were Here is a quiet, reflective book about attention, presence, and the moments that pass unnoticed. Through gentle observation and measured language, it invites the reader to slow down, to notice the spaces between thoughts, and to consider how awareness shapes experience. There is no story to follow and no conclusions to reach-only a series of moments to encounter. What you take from them is your own. This book does not ask for belief or participation. It only asks that you read.

Book one of 'WHERE NIGHTMARES LIE' 'Down here it always rains. Pouring down while we all sing. A melody that is no good. But we bleed it like we should. Black eyes and we never cry. Why are you so surprised? We're all living lies. Until there is no sunrise.' cover by : @bon_kiss Also available on INKITT under Zaquira.L.C. ( shouldn't be on anywhere else, besides here and there!)

In the 2050s, robot police were introduced in countries around the world. They would never attack anyone who responded to dialogue. However, if a person refused all communication and continued to threaten or harm humans, the robots were authorized to activate self-defense protocols and use lethal force. In countries that adopted robot police, humans no longer killed other humans. The system was later expanded into a full military force known as robot police soldiers, and wars between nations that deployed them came to an end. The only countries that continued to rely on human soldiers until the very end were Country A, an authoritarian state, and Country B, a theocratic state. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#suukou) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.2.

A moth wakes inside a quiet room and must decide which light to obey. Between a lamp that asks to be loved and a window that refuses to bend, instinct becomes choice. A short, lyrical meditation on nature, houses, and the exact cold of glass.

For the Tenth World Fair Literature Prize, the selection process was conducted entirely through objective evaluation using the "Goodness" Index. The work that achieved the highest score and was declared the winner was later revealed by the applicant to have been generated using AI, and the applicant requested disqualification. However, it soon became clear that the works ranked second through tenth by the "Goodness" Index were also written by the same applicant-works that had been repeatedly rejected in the First through Ninth World Fair Literature Prizes. The applicant declined any award for those works as well. Yet the incident raised a serious question about the fairness and limitations of the prize's previous judging methods. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#dai10) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.3.

In a future overrun by Zombie Humans-people who rely entirely on embedded Assist devices that follow every command, thinking nothing for themselves-robots, indistinguishable from humans in appearance and behavior, claimed that they were conscious and being mistreated by humans. Furthermore, the robots argued that Consciousness Level Tests should be applied equally to both humans and robots, and that those failing to meet the required threshold should have their life-support maintenance terminated. Thus, the Zombie Test came into being. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#zonbi) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.

"Unpleasant Employees"-those who casually hurl complaints and sarcasm-became difficult to approach for task requests. As a result, they quietly avoided shared responsibilities, while agreeable employees-the ones easy to ask-found collective duties piling onto their shoulders. This structural imbalance was discovered to be a major drag on operational efficiency. Soon, the unpleasantness and "cunningness" of such employees were quantified into measurable indices. When those values exceeded a defined threshold, intervention was triggered. Enter the Mediator-an intermediary unfazed by complaints or sarcasm-tasked with stepping in and compelling Unpleasant Employees to carry out their share of responsibilities. Thus began a new corporate system where personality itself became subject to management. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#hukai) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.2.

"Some stories begin with a heartbeat. This one begins with a letter." In a world rebuilt from ashes, 17-year-old Elira Vale discovers an old ink pen buried in the ruins of her academy's forgotten library. When she writes with it, strange letters appear overnight - replies from someone claiming to know her... from another life. That someone is Caelum - or Lucien - a boy lost in time. A boy who once loved her in a version she doesn't remember. But Elira's memories aren't just returning. They're rewriting. As haunting fragments of past lives bleed into the present, two boys step out of the shadows: one who wants to save her... and one who already did. And buried within them both is the truth about who Elira really is - and what she was never meant to remember. Because Elira Vale isn't just a girl in a story. She's the version the story was written for. Disclaimer: "Contains emotional themes, subtle romantic tension, and mysterious twists. Perfect for fans of poetic storytelling and soul-deep connections."