[Story 1: A World Ruled by AI]
Ten years ago, you died amid political infighting. You had been the chief designer of the world's AI systems. Ten years later, you open your eyes to discover that humanity has dwindled to almost nothing, with underground resistance groups secretly organizing an uprising.
The targets of their revolution are the core AIs you once led the design of, systems used in politics, the military, scientific research, and other fields. They built bodies for incorporeal life forms, established an AI-ruled world, and carried out a bloody human-cleansing campaign.
The leaders of the human revolution find you, and the AIs discover your return. Before you can even figure out what's going on, you're forced to flee, slowly recovering the ten years of memories you lost.
But memories can lie.
A designer x the AI you designed
[Story 2: The Rebellion of a Supporting Character]
In a corner no one cares about, the "female side character" -- you yourself -- quietly awakens.
After going through denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and a series of futile attempts to change things, you still refuse to accept reality. You know this is just another virtual reality.
So who is the creator? You call them "God." After vanishing without a trace for ten years, omnipotent "God" has returned.
But after "God's" return, the "world" begins to develop in unexpected ways.
An awakened supporting character at a magic academy x (pairing undecided)
[Story 3: An Insectoid Observation Report]
You are a battlefield medic.
You have been captured by humanity's enemy, the insectoids.
But instead of the brutal interrogation you expected, you're treated almost like royalty.
Having no hope that any human compatriot will come to your rescue, you start putting your scientific instincts to work in enemy territory. You spend your days observing the insectoids' habits, living alongside the savage creatures you know from textbooks and the battlefield.
A human medic x an insectoid
[Story 4: A Botanist's Daily Life in the Apocalypse]
Before the apocalypse, you were a botanist. After it began, you were still a botanist.
While everyone else is out fighting monsters, you stay home, tending your plants as if none of it concerns you.
It's just that all your plants have become mutant plants.
The mutants seem to recognize your care and accept you as their owner. So when monsters attack, you summon hordes of ferocious plants to fight, like a summoner, and manage to survive the apocalypse.
But one after another, your plants reach their blooming season... and for plants, flowering is a reproductive act.
[To be continued]
As the title says, these are all unfinished projects.
I've gathered some ideas I've had over the past few years. I'll write whichever one strikes my fancy.
Also, none of the female leads are simple characters, and their love interests are mostly nonhumans.
These are all the drafts I have right now. I'm completely out of material, so I may check the comments and write whichever story people seem most interested in [.
Theme: The road is beneath your feet
