
by Larpmaster
When Connor Davis, a 32-year-old network engineer from Chicago, opened his email in the morning, he was expecting some company emails and newsletters, or maybe a notice from human resources. What he could never have expected was an email from a Kickstarter scam he'd donated 5 dollars to when he was 19. But it gets better! No sooner had he opened the email and read the thing than he was transported into the body of a 18-year-old trainee at a mercenary space station, ready to be sold off to some pirates for extra profit. What a Tuesday! What To Expect: Honestly, I'd be happy if you expected nothing, lol. I've been meaning to give writing a shot since June, but somehow whenever I got an idea, my mind would convince me it was hot garbage meant only to be handled by professional nuclear waste disposal experts. I figured the only way past that was to come up with an idea and submit it before I had time to read it back. I plan on updating at least once a week though, most likely Friday or Saturday, I can pinky promise you that much. As for the story: I just thought what if I took Warhammer 40k and the golden age of Berserk, combined them, and slapped some mechs and pirates on top (can't go wrong with those, surely?) and then threw in a pinch of Lovecraftian cosmic horror for good measure? So, at least, that's what it's supposed to be. Whether my writing ability can keep up with my imagination remains to be seen though. Also, I use AI for grammar and structure 'cause I suck, I'm sorry :(
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