“Aw shit!” I shouted as I broke the pipe again.

“Sheesh man, keep breaking those things and you’ll be zapped down to being a bum,” said Josh my co-worker.

“I know! I know! Stop telling me!”

My name is Gale Manchester and I’m a proud crew member of the Earth Orbital Defense Station known as “Ranger”. Ranger was launched into space along with a crew of fifty members meant to serve as operators of the defense mechanism to be used against incoming meteor strikes.

Ever since discovering a cheap way of terraforming, humanity has been transforming planets like nobody’s business. I mean just look, humanity now has a department store as large as a planet, and everyone can get there because of the discovery of teleportation or “zapping” as everyone calls it now.

By the way, it is now the year 3005 of the Space Expansion Age. Why am I telling all of this? Simple, because this is a recording. I and all members of the Earth Orbital Defense Station, Ranger, have already died. How? Well that’s what I will tell now.

I was working out in space fixing the exhaust pipes. All other stations have robots fixing them but this station was the very first one launched and any hope of upgrading it was struck down after budget cuts after budget cuts. Incidentally, I’m also the lowest paid in the job at about $100,000 a year. Mind you that means nothing as inflation and all that.

So Josh and I were fixing the exhaust pipe when suddenly a bright flash of light came from the moon. The moon now was different, it still reflected light yes but that was because of all the metal that was on it. The moon was now colonized by humans and large metallic cities stretched all around. Even the dark side of the moon is lit up.

Usually this light would not bother us as this was usually just a slight glare but it kept on growing and I couldn’t help but take a look.

What I saw was death. It was a ray of light made by plasma particles shot in a straight line. This was the death ray. I’m pretty sure someone else can explain better but I’m only a mechanic that was randomly picked for this job.

Anyway, I don’t really even know why I’m telling you this because I’m pretty sure you’re dead too and that no one’s listening to this you know.

I was born as a prince of the Space Expansion Age. But because of the things I did, I was disowned, but I still knew everything that was going on. And that’s why I know, that the light that hit Ranger, came from Luna, the moon colony.

That day was the beginning of the end. Where humans would kill each other using planetary destruction devices against each other. Ranger was just the beginning. But I luckily avoided it by being the first casualty.

“Human…” said a melodious voice

“Huh?”

“I’m bored, entertain me,”

“How’d you get into this? Who are you?”

“You need not know, just come…”

“Wait!”

“It’ll be a hassle if you have these memories. I’ll just get rid of them!”

“What!”

“You’re too weak physically, especially in the lower body… are you by any chance still a virgin?”

“No!”

“This is getting fun! By the way I’m ****** ruler of the world that you’ll be sent to do you want to go there?”

“No!”

“I’ll take that as a yes then! Time to rip you apart into tiny little pieces and process you until you’re ready to go!”

“No!!!!!!!!!!” I shouted as I felt tiny needles moving at an extremely fast pace into every inch of my body.

“I’m finally not going to be bored!”

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