What if everything you were ever taught about food is wrong?
SYNOPSIS
What if the future of health was a lie — and the rebellion started with a bite?
In the year 2055, pharmaceutical obedience is patriotic, obesity is beautiful, and a synthetic food paste called VitaMush™ lets people eat anything and stay thin… but at a cost.
Enter Reggie Plaskett — a washed-up janitor with a belly full of Mush and a head full of questions. When he stumbles onto a forgotten truth — that meat, movement, and metabolic clarity once existed — he joins The Burners, a rogue underground that chews loudly, lifts heavy, and dares to remember what real strength feels like.
Part satire. Part prophecy. All rebellion. The Burn Rebellion is a dystopian gut punch that skewers modern health dogma, pharma culture, and the illusion of convenience. Fueled by fat, fire, and raw liver, this unfiltered novel was written as a creative experiment: 70+ chapters, no revisions, and every word generated by AI — guided only by a human hand determined to break the rules.
If you like your fiction sharp, sweaty, and subversive, chew on this.
Foreword
In the beginning, I didn’t like AI. It felt creepy. Intrusive. Like something trying to replace my brain rather than support it. So I ignored it — until we started using it at work. Even then, it was just a tool. Functional. Dry. Nothing creative.
Then one day, someone mentioned a way they were using ChatGPT that flipped a switch. I asked it a simple, vulnerable question:
“Could you help me write a novel if I gave you some ideas?”
That question changed everything.
What started as a side curiosity turned into a full-blown creative surge — and honestly, a bit of an obsession. A single story idea began growing into a trilogy. I started writing a story that had lived inside me for years, but this time with AI as my co-creator. And as the chapters flowed, I wrestled with a deeper question:
Was this cheating?
Because I wasn’t just typing. I was collaborating with something… not human. Something disturbingly good at keeping up. I started questioning what it even means to “write.” Is authorship about typing every word — or about directing the vision? So I ran a test. A true experiment. I wanted to know:
Can AI write a coherent, entertaining novel on its own — if it’s only given a spark to build from?
Attempt one was a disaster. The story derailed quickly — incoherent, inconsistent, and emotionally hollow. Proof, at least to me, that AI can’t replace real creativity. It needs structure. It needs direction. It needs us.
So I gave it a second shot.
This time, I provided just enough scaffolding: a protagonist, a setting, a beginning, a rough middle, and a final scene. Then I let go. No rewriting. No going back. Just me saying “next” and the AI generating the entire story — scene by scene, in order, without a safety net.
The Burn Rebellion is the result of that glorious experiment!
You might notice something strange: There’s no author name on the front cover. No byline. No “written by.” That is 100% intentional because I didn’t write this book. At least not in the traditional sense.
I built the world. I defined the tone. I mapped the emotional spine and the story’s core values. I gave it boundaries. I knew how it had to start and exactly how it needed to end — with a kid climbing a tree, asking a question no one was supposed to ask anymore. But the AI wrote the words. Every scene. Every beat. Every line of dialogue. No rewrites. No polish. No retroactive stitching.
My role was not author. It was creative director — hands on the wheel, but never on the pen. The only changes I made were extremely minimal:
I fixed odd paragraph breaks and some weird emoji slip-ups
I corrected duplicate chapter numbers
I removed repeated titles
I did not fix spelling mistakes unless they were catastrophic
That’s it. I didn’t revise the prose. I didn’t rewrite the characters. In fact, I uploaded this manuscript to Kindle Direct Publishing before I ever read it all the way through. Why? Because I wanted the experiment to be pure.
This book is not trying to win awards. It’s not a gimmick. And it’s certainly not proof that AI is better than humans — far from it. It’s a bold, unpolished, 72-chapter experiment in storytelling without revision.
Some people will love it. Some won’t. And that is totally OK! The real story is the one behind the scenes:
The wrestle. The questions. The collaboration.
That’s what I’m proud of. Not the perfection — the process. So no, I didn’t put my name on the cover. Because I didn’t write this book. But I made it. And if that’s not authorship… It’s something close.
Welcome to The Burn Rebellion.
It’s satire. It’s meat. It’s movement.
It’s different.
And it’s 100% intentional.
— The Collaborator ~ R.A.D.
