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 No.16597

I've been writing a scifi story on my offtime, and I'd take any form of feedback.

Current Word Count: 32,018

Status: Draft (about 3 parts done out of 5)

I marked [R] for chapters I plan on majorly revising, and [W] for part/chapters that aren't done yet.

In case 8kun hiccups and can't serve files, I can give another link.

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 No.16598

About a rifle being silenced: this scifi has interstellar travel and atmospheric towers. You can imagine a localized vacuum compartment as a silencer, a railgun, or some other means of accelerating a projectile that is quieter than modern guns.

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Chapter 1

The twelfth most distant planet from a star was Amoi,

barren and inhospitable. The recently colonized planet only

hosted three cities that neighbored each other— the capital

Tanagura, its urban satellite Midas, and the autonomous sector

Ceres. On the nightside from orbit, they glowed like a small

clustered splotches of light on a dark sphere. Midas shined the

brightest and fullest of them all, while Ceres only had few and

far between specks.

A dark haired young man wearing casual black clothing

perched on the rooftops with a sniper rifle. He was contracted

to assassinate a foreign diplomat and mere opportunity, not

only payment, was more than generous. He was from the

slums of Ceres, a destitute autonomous section off shot from

the city of Midas, and this was the chance he’d take to go

anywhere else.

In the distance where the scope was pointed at, the foreign

diplomat conversed with a blond man. The scope aligned with

the target, and shifted upward and to the side to compensate

for the wind and drop.

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 No.16599

Latest Chapter. Getting Flood Detected - Post Discarded.

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Chapter 23

There were towers of Tanagura that pierced the skies, like the one I was in. The atmospheric platform at the aerospace port was where spaceships and aeroshuttles launched and landed.

The elevator rides were a spectacle. Going up to see the ground grow distant, and knowing that above and beyond was the exosphere— the sight of diffused starlight from the planet, darkness of immense heaven, and the world’s halo as the border between two realms.

The indoors had colorful crowds of tourists from various cultures. Similarly, confection stands and restaurants apt to sate both hunger and impulse had the same vibrance. However, I wasn’t so lucky to be free from the pull of the planet. I walked towards the elevator. All crowds afforded a wide berth for the squad of security androids that accompanied my every move. As usual, I pressed a button for the top sector. The same response as always was “access denied”. It, like all systems, recognized my biometrics, and the compromise was the second highest set of floors from where spaceships could still be seen launching.

Upon my return home, as a result there would be a usual

routine. There’d be Raoul as the voice of concern.

“Icarus, what were you doing at the space port?”

“I wanted to see the shuttles launch.”

Say any more and there would’ve been an unwanted debate.

Virtually absent during my childhood, he appeared more frequently on the ending years of adolescence. There was another day in Eos, he beckoned.

“Icarus, are you well?”

“Yes.”

“I’m not convinced. Your average heart rate has elevated

lately.”

“Is that so? You figure that one out,” I said as I walked away.

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 No.16656

The first two chapters got published in a mini magazine by /v/ w/ extra editing and polish. It comes with fancy cover.

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 No.16657

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