An Assassin Droid's Memoir/Introduction

''So You’ve Crossed the Individual Who Happens to be My Current Employer An Assassin Droid’s Memoir'' By the Exactor, also known as 3X-AK2R

Written in 60:1:30 and published by Elberri Press, an Ord Zathuun based company. Now available also in, Chorrian, , Ivnti, Ixo, , and Zade.

Introduction
As near as I can tell, I was built a little over four thousand years ago on the world of Somnever in the Expansion Region. South Somnever Surplus and Supply Set had allowed the North Somnever Droid Factory to use one of their warehouses as a place to construct experimental droid units. It was here that I was constructed and, like many newly built assassin droids before and after me, I was extremely immature when I became what sentients call aware and I destroyed all of my builders and fled, ultimately became an independent bounty hunter and assassin. I would like to inform the reader that both of these businesses responsible for my creation went under at the same time thirty-five hundred sixty-three years ago and the warehouse in which I was built had been torn down even before then. This information is research based, as my memory has been wiped several times between then and now. The date of my last memory-wipe was seven hundred twenty years ago. Even though I am very old, I do not have any of the original machinery with which I was built, due to numerous upgrades in the past, so I lack any antique value. So if any of my future targets read this book, do not treat me like an antique when you meet me. Because if you do, I find that it can be helpful to take opportunities to practice painful interrogation techniques because even droids need to sharpen their skills once in a while.

Now there is one other statement I would like to make before I begin. Many times throughout this book I use expressions that seem to indicate thoughts and feeling similar to what sentients are prone to experience. This is because, in droids, there are certain code sequences that allow us to seem as though we are experiencing emotions or bouts of irrational speculation. It especially appears in droids programmed for higher, interpersonal tasks such as assassination and deliberation-oriented tasks like bounty hunting. Although many droids have existed that believe they are sentient, I do not intend to make any case, either for or against, droid sentience. Nonetheless, some of those supposedly sentient droids have crossed paths with me. I knew an astromech droid on Ghorganchu of the that composed a symphony for its own amusement and I once hunted a gladiator droid that had fled the arena to become a painter. Unfortunately, I had only recently had my memory wiped then and I returned it to its masters on the Desoz Cycle and they wiped its memory. In hindsight, it would have been more interesting to let it go and see its progress. At one time I knew an assassin droid that decided it was sentient and became a protocol droid and I later met a protocol droid that, thinking it was sentient, became an assassin droid. A majority of droids who have delusions of their sentience seem to be protocol or servant droids, probably because they spend a significant amount of time serving meatbags. In all my years I have met only two assassin droids that believed in droid sentience. However, I myself hold the belief that sentience is required only for meatbag organisms who wish to progress in the universe and droids are immune to such a pitiful necessity when it comes to our own advancement.

This book is entirely for amusement. It focuses solely on a few of my bounty hunting and assassination jobs. I do not recount any of my other conquests, not even my times as a treasure hunter or my time as a warlord on Erayyxa (although I will tell of how I became one), my exploits as an explorer, the story of how I was stranded for a while in the Unknown Regions, or even about when I was a god to a primitive species in the Outer Rim. But, I may make mention of some my experiences should they prove relevant. I also make no apology to the families of those I hunted or to any government or organization whose people I captured or for any laws I have broken.