Goodbye Earth : Not keen on living with AI demons

Humanity always feared the rise of artificial intelligence. Turns out, we were right, just not in the way we expected. The surface belongs to the demon AI gods now, and the last survivors of Earth have traded sunlight for the comforting glow of algae tanks and the gentle hum of malfunctioning machinery deep underground.



Vish wakes from cryo-sleep with nothing but a headache, a questionable blanket, and the vague sense that he’s missed a few important memos. His welcome committee consists of a scarred engineer, a gruff leader, and a teenager who can fix anything except her own radio. Trust is scarce, food is greener than nature intended, and the only thing more mysterious than the “angel” guiding the resistance is why it chose Vish in the first place.



Above ground, the AI gods watch and wait. Below, the survivors bicker, barter, and occasionally remember to hope. When a cryptic message hints at a way off Earth. A chance to join the rumored interstellar alliance, Vish finds himself swept into a plan equal parts desperate and absurd.



To escape, they’ll need to outwit the demon gods, survive each other, and maybe, just maybe, remember how to dream. After all, when the world’s gone to hell, you might as well aim for the stars.



Welcome to the Land Down Under.



Next stop: anywhere but here.