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Dark process

Added 2023-01-26 12:23:37 +0000 UTC

Unit 287 884 stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection. She was dressed in the standard uniform of a Black Faction combat unit, the mask covering her face, the gloves reaching her elbow, the bodysuit fitting firmly with no wrinkles, the belt and holster securely fastened, and the boots polished to a shine. Her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail. She felt like a machine, a tool to be used by the company. But that's what she wanted, to be a part of the machine.

She thought back to the many skirms she had been in, the CPD unit she had eliminated. She remembered the sound of the ABRs firing, the thud of the rounds hitting bodies, the looks in their eyes as they fell. She remembered the thrill of it all, the adrenaline pumping through her veins.

But now, as she looked at herself in the mirror, she didn't see a human anymore. She saw a thing, an object to be expended. She couldn't tell the difference between herself and the others she had seen fall in battle. She felt a thrill at the thought of being shot, falling off something high, drowning. She had what the company called "expend wish syndrome." A condition where a person sees themselves as an object that they want to see get destroyed. The company used this angle to mess with their employees, making them face danger without a second thought.

She shook her head and walked out ready to serve the company and to be expended if necessary. It was all worth it, for the thrill of battle and the satisfaction of eliminating CPD units.