EVE Fiction

.........Our sources tell us at least 13,000 dead or missing from the battle of Caldari Prime. Witnesses report dissent among Caldari Navy pilots as the overwhelming Gallente Federal Defense fleet collectively fired upon Admiral Visera's Leviathan class titan yesterday. The ground situation is still critical with numerous engagements over the infrastructure and military facilities on the outskirts of Arcurio. We have reports of the new cloned soldiers fighting at.......


"Clones...soldiers. There's just more and more of your kind around"
Raklir slid a cocktail of whiskey and gyrsantom across the counter. It's always been the same faces, the same capsuleers and the faces of the crew they take on. All of them looked like ghosts, in part when someone entrusts their lives to a capsuleer - they are. "What do you think?"

Jiaqiu let the drink slide towards his opened palm, but the drink stopped short a few inches away. He takes it and analyzes the droplets forming around the glass. "You know something boss? This makes me feel excited." It has been over a year poaching the passerbys and the dumb pirate rookies in Amamake. Over a year of new crews, new ships, new headings. The same fate however, to all personnel Jiaqiu took aboard his vessels. Death. In his time, he had never felt responsible for the thousands he killed, this is what it is. But today...

"You feel like a god don't you? When they all go down with you, and you come over here the next day and talk to me about how they were like"

"No, I mourn them. I mourn their lives and I mourn their misfortune of being born so early"

"What do you mean?"

The ice in the cocktail began to melt, forming a slight layer of water above the denser juice. Jiaqiu stirred his drink. "What if I had these cloned soldiers on board? What if my crew does not need to die with me?"

It has become clear cloning technology has been around for ages. Why the four great nations never improved upon the idea for centuries, Jiaqiu was left to ponder. Had the crews of capsuleers been immortal like him, he would not need to be labeled for his crimes of genocide. The word every non-capsuleer affiliates with them. Genocide is such an atrocious act.

"Whats wrong with the drink?"

"Nothing. It burns my throat - my new throat every time. I'll let it dilute"

"You should've just told me-"

"It's fine"

......brand of warfare. Some speculate these new soldiers are more machine than human. Eyewitnesses tell us their size is abnormally large for a man, a similar description amongst all witnessess...

Jiaqiu touched his injection node. The technology is already embedded in me, could I possibly....