John turned slowly. His eyes were human, mostly. The only part they hadn’t upgraded.
The recall order came on a Tuesday. “Unit GGG-7 will report for systemic deconstruction.” I was made for Swallowing- -John Thompson- GGG-...
Three months ago, he’d been a name on a decommissioning list. Project GGG—Gastro-Grade Golem—had been a military experiment to create the ultimate logistical asset. A human-shaped vessel that could ingest, store, and neutralize any substance: toxic waste, expired munitions, biological hazards. His stomach was a layered polymer vault, his esophagus a reinforced one-way valve, his saliva a catalytic solvent. They’d built him to swallow the unspeakable so no one else had to. John turned slowly
The effect was instant—a soft, warm dissolution, a chemical sigh. The pollutant broke down into inert salts and oxygen. He exhaled a faint, clean vapor. The recall order came on a Tuesday