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Eric Fomley's stories have been published in Clarkesworld, Flame Tree, and The Black Library for Warhammer: Age of Sigmar. This is his eighth story in Daily Science Fiction. For more of his stories check out ericfomley.com or Flash Futures, his first collection.
We awake in the war factory. Our minds are downloaded into chips and socketed into the brains of bio-printed bodies. We step off the assembly lines and they hand us weapons, herd us into starships, and ship us to the far reaches of the galaxy.
They send us planetside. We storm a beachhead on some alien backwater world, running headlong towards a jungle while purple bolts of enemy blaster fire sizzle the air all around us. We fight a war of attrition, each side flings precious resources in a scramble to collect the most planets. But whatever strategic value this planet holds, I'm sure we'll never know.
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Gunfire shreds through our ranks. We lie broken while our blood paints color on the colorless sand. These are the moments, just before death, before our minds are recalled to the factory to fight again, that we remember what it once meant to be truly human.
The End
This story was first published on Tuesday, December 20th, 2022
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