The Freelancer, an almost extinct breed of worker within the modern galaxy. When the first Freelancer arrived in the galaxy they were seen as a hero by many but also as a destroyer. They had no morals, no self preservation, no hope, however they had something lost, honour. When they accepted a contract they completed it with the highest level of efficiency, at the end of the day all they wanted were credits.

Their work was seen by many and more and more life forms joined the Freelancer ranks, it was the most dangerous job the galaxy had to offer. Countless Freelancers died over the years giving the job a deadly name yet giving the survivors respect and admiration. Once the great wars started again Freelancers rushed for contracts within war torn systems but it was a trap set by rebel forces, countless Freelancers dead bringing an end to the Freelancer age. 

The Freelancer are now rare as few are cut out for the work, lost respect and admiration from many yet they persist. 

This story follows Kilo on his journey as a Freelancer. The galaxy is a strange, mysterious, dangerous place filled with the unknown. When you have no affiliation in this cut throat galaxy the only survivors are the FREELANCER.

I am writing this at 1am on Christmas Eve because I am excited to announce the first episode of S2 will be out later today. I am also halfway done with episode 2 which I will hopefully be able to upload on Christmas day. 


I wish all of you well and that you have a wonderful Christmas. 


Chapter 28 - Christmas gift