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What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company?

I thought being laid off from my job was the greatest of my worries but I just had to wake up in a ship's cockpit after my space game crashed. Now I have no map, no friends and no money. But that's ok, I've started from the bottom before! With my starter ship I will scour through space as a Mercenary and maybe even start up a Mercenary Company while I'm at it! This ain't my first rodeo in space after all! Except... Apparently my crew members are weird? The guy who bumped into me yesterday was found sliced up and floating outside the space station. The girl who tried to honeytrap me was reported missing with only a finger found in an alley. And then that merchant who scammed me had his entire ship blasted into bits by unknown vessels the very next day. Some people say my crewmates were behind it but they must be mistaken, right? I only know one thing for sure... In space, no one can hear you scream... *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. Also, gene splicing and cybernetics exist in this story. What does that mean? MC is a futa for one and there's going to be other futas showing up as well. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c

Draekai · Ciencia y ficción
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Got Some Big Guns In Here

The elevator made a ding sound as it reached my floor, taking a little longer than I liked to reach there.

Just in case, I wasn't standing in the centre of the elevator but hid myself in the corner on top of a few corpses.

That turned out to be the right choice as the moment the doors opened, someone was waiting there with a shotgun pointed right at the door.

When the thug saw the dead bodies inside, he gaped before turning away to dry heave at the sight of the corpses.

Huh… I thought that thugs like them would be used to the sight of corpses.

Actually… I'm surprised that this wasn't bothering me much despite me literally laying down on top of one.

I guess my adrenaline was still pumping so I didn't even notice…

"What the fuck's wrong with you?" Someone outside asked.

"Ughhhh… Look… Look for yourself…"

I waited for a moment and another thug came around the corner and saw the interior of the lift.