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And so it begins…

My site is born. Now all that remains is not put something slightly worth reading on it and then getting people to read it.

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Soon. Soon.

Soon Nihilist Sci Fi’s first issue will descend upon the world – this website on the 23rd of November to be exact. Thank you very much to all those who have submitted, are submitting or will submit...

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A Darker Cycle by Mark Pantoja

“Promise?” she asked with a toothy smile that was broken by gaps and stumps of weaponized teeth I’d had to pull from her two days ago. “You leave us little choice,” Bentham said, trying to sound gruff,...

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UnRelative by Holger Nahm

The pencil dropped as it should. It hit the cold floor with the smallest of sounds. Samsar stared across the cluttered living room. The accouterments of his entire life, of their entire life, stood,...

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Mingus Hard by Kyle Hemmings

His orders from the agency he works for, Omniscient Eye, are to search for a bomb planted in the main artery of a city that clots from its own emptiness. Mingus likes to think of the apartment O.E. has...

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The Last Gamble by Paul Celmer

Abrams stood in a gutter that lined a trash-strewn street on a world that was a bit too far from his own. He wondered if he was being set up. “How long will this take?” he asked. “Not long Mr. Abrams....

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The Saturday After the End of the World by Jeffery Scott Sims

It was the Saturday after the end of the world, by which I mean it was a Saturday, just like a whole bunch of others, but the world had already ended, only we didn’t know it yet.  We were just about to...

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Ok, Alex by Dominic Rivron

I’d sat up late, as I did most nights. I’d slouch in the pilot’s chair in the dull glow of the red night-lights, watching the screen. Usually nothing happened. Now and again computer would flash up a...

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