Sword in one hand, plasma rifle in the other, I welcomed my enemy’s speedy approach. There were only six of them, but that would have to do. The Cretins were filthy green beasts, for years they have been tormenting my people, and after my long journey home, it was time to fuck shit up and take back what is ours.
“Bring it mother fuckers!” I shouted, as they charged shooting their blasters in my direction.
I ducked and weaved the onslaught of fire and found myself thoroughly enjoying decapitating two of my assailants. The rest quivered with fear. I attacked.
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Science FictionElsor has removed any hint of democracy with the full support of its citizens. The final war is approaching, the fate of the people lies in the hands of three people. The Chancellor, the minister of propaganda, and a seductress.
