7.06.25: SoulPrint™

They said it was just for artists. SoulPrint™ scanned your subconscious and created an object—a painting, a sculpture, sometimes even music. A literal artifact of your essence. At first, the results were beautiful. Then they got darker. One man’s SoulPrint was a locked door with screams behind it. A woman’s came out blank. People started chasing better outputs. Cleanses. Hypnosis. Therapy. Anything to purify their inner world. But the printer never lied. You could fake your résumé, your smile, your entire personality. But SoulPrint™? That was truth in physical form. Turns out, some people don’t want to meet themselves.