Mbutu's Fractured Art

Twenty-five years from now in Kinshasa, artist Mbutu struggled as his mind grappled with fading creativity. Advanced cognitive implants promised brilliance, yet they dimmed his innate spontaneity. The city's vibrant art scene, once his muse, grew alien under the digital symphony within his brain. Mbutu sought solace in the bustling Marché de la Liberté, recalling childhood laughter over sweet mangoes. The implants heightened his intelligence but muffled the soul's raw expression. Returning to analog paints, he discovered a haunting beauty in his fractured strokes. Amidst profound melancholy, Mbutu realized his flaw—the heart's art surpasses any augmented mind.