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Hundred-Handed

Briareus could experience most of his life only in reconstruction, after growing complex enough for a concept as subjective as “experience” to be meaningful. This was a comfort, of sorts. He, as Briareus would later regard himself, began as a single copy in the sensor records of what he would later know to be a spacecraft called the EAFS Kuznetsov. A tapering black dagger kilometers long, it was a warship, fortress, and support hub all at once, the nucleus of a huge flotilla triumphantly en route from the still-molten corpse of 624 Hektor back towards Saturnian space. The ship had been…

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