Geneticmemory Stories

What if we were all connected in some way? Across time? Across space?

In a distant future where Earth is forgotten by name but remembered in blood, an engineer of divine machinery begins to unravel the echoes of a godless ancestry. Haunted by visions she cannot translate and drawn to forgotten symbols etched in her very DNA, she searches for truth in a world that worships machines as angels and mistakes ancient scriptures for metaphors of control. As she dives deeper into the subconscious dreamscape of her ancestors, she begins to question everything, divinity, creation, even reality itself. Is faith just memory misfiring through generations? Are the machines she builds sacred... or projections of a frightened consciousness yearning for something lost?

"A sacrifice must be payed Nextlaoalli, even if the debt owed is life itself" he whispered in my ear so vehemently I couldn't decide if his harsh words assaulting my ears was worse than being forced to gaze upon her bloated face. Skin so blue, I thought, the warm light emitting from the candles did nothing to lie about the fact. I stumbled forward, out of his grasp. Blindly searching for anything but the truth.