Warning This fiction contains:
  • Gore
  • Profanity
  • Traumatising content

We are the legion. Soldiers who’ve only pursued honour and service all our lives. We are the army elite, the bringers of cataclysmic horror on the battlefield. With cybernetics to suppress the irrelevant outbursts of our emotions, we feel no fear, no rage and no joy. We do not see beauty, only efficiency. A legionnaire could survive a year without food nor water. Traverse mountains and oceans without fatigue. We are the perfect soldiers.

Only by an equal or superior legionnaire may we die. But would I be satisfied? Living as a puppet my whole life knowing no love. Would I die a ghost of what once was?

I am Vane Kendryck, this is my story...

___________________

 

DISCLAIMER: The cover art used is not mine. I just found it on google.

  • Overall Score
  • Style Score
  • Story Score
  • Grammar Score
  • Character Score
  • Total Views :
  • 7,184
  • Average Views :
  • 898
  • Followers :
  • 36
  • Favorites :
  • 6
  • Ratings :
  • 5
  • Pages :
  • 19
Advertisement
Remove
Go to Table of Contents
Rate it
Fiction breaking rules? Report
Advertisement
Remove
Author
JuliusSneezer

JuliusSneezer

Dead Inside

Achievements
150 Comments
Fledgling Reviewer (III)
Group Leader (III)
Word Wielder (I)
Easter Event Search Party - Bronze Medal
4th Anniversary
20 Review Upvotes
Advertisement
Remove

Leave a review

drakan_glasses BE NICE! Fair critique is fair, but be respectful & follow the review rules. There will be no mercy.
Reviews
Sort by:
Ascendant
Overall

id like to see more keep it coming. With a bit more work it could be amazing