Mary Shelley didn’t just invent science fiction. She wrote a blueprint for the age of innovation without accountability. Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus was a parable of invention, creation, and catastrophic responsibility. It asked what happens when we build something because we can, without asking whether we should. In 2025, we brought her back. She was not impressed. "You’ve now replaced horror with convenience. Awe with speed. Soul with scale. You still believe your cleverness exempts you from consequences. It doesn’t."