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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 · ไซไฟ
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The Convention Beneath The Hotel

As the woman I called had assured me earlier, a staff member appeared at our door and offered to guide us to their 'market'.

We had to leave Mara behind since she was completely absorbed in eating so I left her a note on the table to tell her we were going to the hotel's market.

The staff member was a man who seemed to have modded himself to have cybernetic eyes since they were glowing the entire time.

He brought us back to the lift and this time he entered with us instead of letting us enter on our own.

The lift then started descending back down towards the ground floor but continued past it to reach the basement level.

Of course their black market would be underground, why would you expect it to be anywhere else?

The door then opened and we were greeted by the sight of what looked like another security checkpoint with automated turrets on the ceiling and more armed guards watching the lift lobby.