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THE APOCALYPSE WILL BE TELEVISED.
You know what they call me.
Camera-eyed killer. Spawn of the ruins. Man who stole a city.
These are not the names of a saint. But every legend has an origin story. And because of what I am, you can experience mine in real-time.
Fair warning, though: my life contains instances of drug use, bio-terrorism, aquatic street fighting, unsolicited retinal surgery, advanced warfare, amateur sex and straight-up murder.
But if you’re sick of sanitized heroes… then log in, lose yourself and become the Live Soldier. Because you’ve never met a marine like me.
Read an Excerpt
I have about a millisecond to take all of this in before I get shot in the stomach. The force knocks me to the ground and I lie there, more surprised than injured, as my fellow soldiers are mowed down in similar fashion. This isn’t small arms or even assault rifle fire, I realize dazedly – only a machine gun installation could cause this much mayhem. Propping myself up on an elbow, I peer through the crush of bodies.
And spot what I’m looking for. Only the railgun’s muzzle is visible, spinning faster than the eye can follow. Two figures crouch beside it, half hidden behind scavenged partitions of bulletproof glass. Something twitches to life inside me, and now I’m up, pushing through bodies in the direction of the gun. A bullet ricochets off my armored shoulder and another one strikes my leg, but I’m fully committed now and only a kill shot is going to stop me.
First, I throw a handful of nanodrones into the air. Then I focus on a single clear image – just like Ethan taught me all those weeks ago. Almost immediately, a roiling cloud of dark matter coalesces around me. There is some confused shouting, and the gunfire slows as both sides try to make sense of what they’re seeing. I break into a run. Reaching the makeshift bunker, I dispel the black cloud and replace it with a blinding burst of white light. The railgun operators cry out as I vault into their enclosure, sonic shear already telescoping from its sheath.
About the Author:
Liam is a Canadian who recently moved to Australia after getting kicked out of England for apologizing too much. He works on the commercial side of design agencies as a job, where his seething jealousy of the creative staff boils over into writing.
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