I never planned to write Humanity 8.0: The Last Administrator.
It started with a dream.
In it, humanity was going to be reset. There was no way to stop it, but one person had been left with a device that could influence what happened next. I woke up still thinking about it.
Not really about the technology, either.
I kept thinking about the person holding it.
What would an ordinary person actually do if somebody handed them that much power? Who would they save first? How quickly would helping...