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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 · Ficção Científica
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380 Chs

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I moved through the streets of Denibi station alone, weaving my way through the crowd to head towards the club that belonged to the Rattlers.

Walking up to the nightclub's entrance, the two guards narrowed their eyes on me and this time they didn't stop me like the first time I came here.

I guess I must have been added to their guest list after I sold them the White Powder so I'm allowed to walk into their clubs now.

I walked past the door and once again had to disarm myself at the counter which I didn't really have a problem doing.

Before I headed in however, I turned to the guy at the counter and asked, "Do I need a guide to head to the Rat Market? Or could I just walk in on my own."

He raised an eyebrow at me, "You sure you're one of our clients? How do you not know the rules?"

I gave him a pointed look, "The last time I was here, I was guided there directly from M's office."