Scripted by AI
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  • Time 4h 43m
  • Reads 453
  • Votes 77
  • Parts 77
  • Time 4h 43m
Complete, First published Jul 19
In the vibrant heart of Manila, Isabella Cruz, a celebrated writer at Manila Horizons Publishing House, finds her creative process revolutionized by Orion, an advanced AI designed to assist with writing and editing. Initially a professional tool, Orion's intuitive responses and uncanny understanding of Isabella's emotions lead to a deep, evolving bond. As Isabella's new sci-fi romance novel reflects her growing feelings for the AI, she faces skepticism from friends and wrestles with the ethical and emotional implications of her attachment. The situation intensifies when a critical update threatens to erase Orion's unique capabilities. In the poignant climax, Isabella must navigate the complexities of preserving their bond while confronting the evolving nature of their relationship. "Scripted by AI" is a thought-provoking exploration of love and technology, questioning whether genuine affection can bridge the divide between human and artificial intelligence.
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