The problem was that he was bored. Sure, he had brought some of the more popular games and simulations along with him when he slipped away from the parental entity responsible for teaching him, but they had quickly lost their appeal after several dozen standard time units.
 
He had wanted privacy, so had traveled far enough that his parental entities wouldn't be able to find him very quickly. He set up his camp on a barren satellite of a small, rocky planet circling an unremarkable star in

The Exterminator.
 
1 - I hate my job.
 
I hate my job.
 
I didn't always though. At one time I thought of it as just a job, like any other. It had its unpleasant moments, but it also had its perks as well. But recently, it has become a singularly unpleasant chore.
 
You see, I'm an exterminator.
 
Years ago, before the plague happened(I like to think of them as such), my job was pretty routine. I'd get calls about rat infestations, cockroaches, fleas, ants, and ter