My new sci fi story:

This has to be a part of some sci-fi novel. Only I don't  know how to find some story where I can fit this page.

[I am in the battle-field fighting these aliens who try to take over the galaxy. My girlfriend, a hero herself, is beside me. I lay wounded on the battlefield, about to leave my current human body. One more body lost, and I must wait a whole day before I get my new and improved body. Damn it, seems my girlfriend will lose her body too. It is so inconvenient to transport ready-made bodies from my home planet to such a distant place. Somehow, even with all these advances in technology including the ability to expand consciousness in to more than one disconnected units, it seems that sexual reproduction is the most energy efficient means of procreating. Millions of years of evolution definitely seems to outperform technology. Of course, our consciousness always dwells in to the substandard super computers. The earliest species of homo-sapiens had to use external interfaces and complex programming to these machines. Machines were then dumb and had no will of their own. They required precise instructions in the form of programs to solve complex problems. Their computational power was thus limited by Turing's theorems. Then there was the brilliant scientist Theodore Muski who came up with the concept of embedded quantum consciousness that enables a human to live inside a machine as though the machine were his body. (As is always the case with humanity, people assumed Muski was a ghost. They were scared of his invention, so they decided to hang him. When has any human ever respected great inventions? It took a few centuries before the Quantum consciousness Integrator was reinvented and adopted more widely.) Of course, the human brain with its specialized circuitry uses only 20 times the energy required to make a computation. Even the best computer of those days  used 1000 times the thermodynamic requirements. Thus even though there is this promise of continued life after death in a computerized body, the limitations of feeling and the dependence on logic mostly forced through the non-flexible inefficient computations of the machines made the humans feel so non-human. Their will would then be easily be over-ridden by computer programs written by a good hacker. Independence was desired by the soul, but not offered by the body. Thus death meant a substandard existence, perhaps more painful than non-existence itself.

{Ok I am bored now, to be continued later. I hope this story is interesting for our friends to develop. Theodore Muski, lol.}