(It hasn’t been that long since I got sent to this God-forsaken world in the outer galaxy to work as a guard in a new miner colony that was recently founded for the extraction of metals and yet.)

    Rex let out a deep sigh as he looked at the destroyed bar, where just hours before he was enjoying a cold drink after his shift had ended; it was now all in ruins, and he was lying down at one of the corners of the bar with a deep wound to his chest that was wide open.

    A few meters away lay the carcass of some unknown enemy, who looked just like those creatures that you could normally see only in horror movies. This one was just one meter long, with big wings, and his limbs resembled blades. The creature had lost one of his blades, which was in the hands of Rex.

    I don’t know how this could happen to me; a few weeks ago I was just an officer worker, another slave of one of the megacorporations out in the galaxy. Maybe that is why I am here. Damn slave contracts. Next time you see a contract promising a well payout and good retention credits, never say yes to the possibility of travel. It could end up fucking up all your life.)

    (Just like it did to mine.)

    *World of Nakor Year 5600 of the imperial galactic system*

    "Hey Rex, have you seen the company news?"

    Rex felt a strong pat on the back as his best friend, a bald guy that looked not more than 24 years old, approached him, making the usual chat in the train going to the company.

    "Hey, Carlos, yes, I did; they said that the company will redeploy workers to a newly established colony in a new mining world."

    It was a common thing for companies to send workers to work on other planets. This was the era of exploration and conquest, where new worlds were discovered and companies were fighting for the control of the new worlds, among which was the company where Rex was working.

    The company he worked for was Duotherm Omega, one of the 6 megacorps in the galaxy. As a megacorp, it was well-balanced in each of the mayor districts, be it the Militar Tech and Exploration Tech. All megacorps had an army of their own that was much stronger and greater than any empire, since they have massive assets around the galaxy.

    It was a small hologram screen that came out once the button on the device was clicked to start it. Once that was done, it would listen to the voice and translate them into the selected language in text. Like this, everyone could comprehend the words of the other races.

    "And with that said, each and every one of you will be sent to the new mining colony; rank 6’s as miners, rank 5’s as guards. Be joyful, everyone of you! You will all be some of the first lucky people who get to enter this new world and colonize it."

    The fish guy said all of this with an energetic voice while raising his hands like some kind of messiah, making this sound like a once in a lifetime opportunity when in reality it was a death sentence, because it was well known that those who go to an unexplored planet always end up dying.

    It wasn’t long before the murmurs of discontent rose among the workers in the hall; the fish guy became annoyed, and bringing his fingers to his arm where his device was, he typed a command, and within seconds, everyone of rank 5 and 6 in the hall began screaming in pain, grabbing their heads.

    Once a few minutes of screams and dispeir, the fish guy was finally placed and back with his smile on his ugly fish face, and so he stopped the command he had just sent to the chips inside of the brain of the workers. This chip was developed years ago and was used to prevent the workers from doing corporation spionage and keep them controlled.

    It was a requirement in any kind of work; even the space pirates used them on their members to keep them under control, and for companies this was a must if you wanted to work in one of them. Once the pain finally stopped, Rex could finally stop dancing like a worm on the floor of the hall, and with fury on his face, he was staring at the fish guy.

    "So, now I can tell that everyone here agreed with their own volition to go to the new mining colony, Marbellus; the transport ships are waiting for everyone outside of the building; be careful when going up, and don’t fall."

    Having said his last mocking words, the fish guy left the hall, and soon after, armed guards came inside of the hall to make everyone start moving to the transport ships. Rex could see from afar how some of the workers were trying to run away, just to be shot down with tasers that knocked them out in seconds.

    Rex could also see how one of them was Carlos; he was already tased down by the guards and was being dragged to the transport ship. Rex could only tighten his fist in anger and shame of how weak he was while watching his best friend being dragged away.

    Without even the opportunity to tell his 5-year-old kid back at his house that he was going to leave the world and that kid will probably die of hunger if someone does not help him, Rex then got out after a few seconds from the line going to the transport ships and walked toward one of the guards.

    The guard, seeing that one of the workers that was supposed to go to the transportship was coming toward him so he pointed his gun toward the worker and got ready to shoot, his finger already on the trigger.