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Ongoing, First published Feb 23, 2016
War for fun! War for profit! War for the tangible benefits and flexible pay scheme!

Given the limited career options available to me back in the people-choked hellhole that is the Arcology, becoming a mercenary - sorry, 'Corporate Defence Assistant' - seemed a very good choice at the time. 

Free food, free rent, free drugs and at least half of my medical bills covered is a deal anyone in my position would be crazy not to consider. All they ask in return is to stick a chip in my head, a gun in my hand and have me risk messy death somewhere for the bottom line of some faceless megacorp I've probably never heard of.

If I can avoid the robots, the corporate shock troopers, the sentient vapours and the surprisingly unhappy locals I'll even get a completion bonus! Assuming my paperwork is in order.

I fail to see how any of this could go wrong for me.
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