I Work For The Alien Civilization As An Interpreter. We Are Being Turned Into Substrate | Sci-Fi
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Gabriel Acosta earns his living as an interpreter in an occupied city, seated between frightened families and the alien officials who decide whether they keep their homes. Inside the Hall of Accord—a former municipal palace overgrown with living resin—routine residency reviews, sealed apartment doors, and the vast spire looming over the barrios begin to form a pattern he can no longer translate away. Each disappearance leaves behind untouched kitchens, branching membranes, and missing words in Gabriel’s own mind, while public “opportunity” lotteries turn…
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