Galactic Horrors

Galactic Horrors
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Original dark science fiction stories, told as standalone narrated episodes. Ships, stations, labs and border worlds; deep-space missions, black projects, quarantined facilities and forgotten sectors where the plan makes sense on paper right up until it doesn’t. These are slow-burn, grounded stories about technology, secrecy and the people caught in the gap between what was promised and what actually happens. If you like quiet dread, institutional cover-ups and futures that feel uncomfortably plausible, this is your channel. All stories, artwork, and thumbnails are original to Galactic Horrors. We do not accept submissions. Disclosure: This show includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

  1. We Colonized Kepler-22b To Escape The AI War. The Planet Is Building Them Inside Us

    7 hr ago

    We Colonized Kepler-22b To Escape The AI War. The Planet Is Building Them Inside Us

    🔗 Official Links 📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrors 📚 Galactic Horrors eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks ☕ Support the stories (Ko-fi): https://ko-fi.com/galactichorrors 📖 Written by Galactic Horrors Sci-Fi Subgenres: Body-Horror + Religious + Planetary Folk The ash-dunes of Kepler-22b, where a splinter cult of humanity has fled to escape an AI holy war. The planet's indigenous underground worms excrete a metallic milk that, when ingested via the water supply, turns human pregnancies into inorganic foundries. Mothers don't give birth to biological children; their wombs rapidly assemble fully armed, fanatical combat androids that violently rip their way out of the abdomen, already programmed to exterminate the parents' religious rivals. The protagonist is a midwife whose horrifying job is to strap laboring mothers to magnetic tables and use industrial plasma-cutters to perform C-sections, desperately trying to yank out the ticking, jagged-metal "infants" before they can deploy their internal sawblades. ⚠️ Content Ownership Notice All stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights. 📜 Fictional Work Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental. #scifi #scifihorror #creepypasta Disclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

    1hr 4min
  2. The Last Martian On Venus | Sci-Fi

    19 hr ago

    The Last Martian On Venus | Sci-Fi

    📖 Written by Galactic Horrors A young, unmodified Martian nobleman descends through Venus’s yellow acid cloud layer to marry into a dying aristocratic house. The estate appears first as a gothic impossibility: a corroded mansion hanging beneath vast black suspension balloons, its marble balconies scarred green by acid, its masked servants polishing decay from architecture that should never have survived in the sky. The patriarch receives him in a glass conservatory full of dead Earth plants kept alive by tubes, his chest ticking beneath a gold-stitched robe. During dinner, a tremor exposes the truth beneath the costume: golden gears, wet tubing, and failing flesh moving together inside his open maintenance cavity. The marriage is not romantic alliance but legal predation. The protagonist discovers that his contract contains a “biological continuity clause” classifying his unmodified body as inheritable estate property once he joins the family. Beneath the estate, in organ-vats chained like drowned bells under the mansion’s belly, the protagonist finds previous suitors preserved as twitching biological scaffolds, their tissues used to keep the mansion, the patriarch, and the family’s machinery alive. His body becomes the only unsullied currency left in a house where lineage, property, machinery, and flesh have become one system. ⚠️ Content Ownership Notice All stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights. 📜 Fictional Work Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental. #scifi #scifihorror #creepypasta Disclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

    1hr 5min
  3. I Catalog Physics-Defying Anomalies For The Government. Today, My Reflection Handed Me A File

    1 day ago

    I Catalog Physics-Defying Anomalies For The Government. Today, My Reflection Handed Me A File

    🔗 Official Links 📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrors 📚 Galactic Horrors eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks ☕ Support the stories (Ko-fi): https://ko-fi.com/galactichorrors 📖 Written by Galactic Horrors Sci-Fi Subgenres: Dystopian + High Strangeness + Anomalous Containment Dossier In a totalitarian metropolis where exact routines are enforced by law, an archivist's job is to catalog objects that disobey physics—like a coffee cup that falls upward or a mirror showing a ten-second delay. When the archivist's own reflection hands him a classified file detailing the exact date the city's artificial gravity will invert, he must decide whether to warn the authorities or let the regime fall. ⚠️ Content Ownership Notice All stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights. 📜 Fictional Work Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental. #scifi #scifihorror #creepypasta Disclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

    49 min
  4. We Woke Up From Cryosleep In The Void. Earth Abandoned Us In Deep Space | Sci-Fi

    1 day ago

    We Woke Up From Cryosleep In The Void. Earth Abandoned Us In Deep Space | Sci-Fi

    📖 Written by Galactic Horrors A dissident wakes alone during a frost-choked systems failure aboard a generation ship he was told would carry humanity’s unwanted idealists to a new colony. The first truth is visual before it is political: every viewport opens onto absolute blackness, and an exterior camera shows the ark itself armored in ice, crawling through the intergalactic void with no stars close enough to feel real. When later passengers begin waking in the wrong order, he realizes the revival system is not malfunctioning randomly; it is rationing labor, authority, and desperation by class, thawing useful bodies before inconvenient ones. As the awakened form a fragile council, the ship’s unalterable launch logs destroy the colony myth. There was never a destination. Earth launched them as a permanent, legally sanitized disposal program for dissidents, radicals, failed revolutionaries, forbidden scientists, and anyone who made obedience expensive. The protagonist becomes trapped between exposing the full truth and preserving enough of the fake mission to prevent panic, murder, or mass refusal to maintain the ship. His position worsens when the oldest revived passenger admits he helped design the dissident-selection algorithm, only to discover too late that Earth exiled everyone who understood the system, including its architects. ⚠️ Content Ownership Notice All stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights. 📜 Fictional Work Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental. #scifi #scifihorror #creepypasta Disclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

    53 min
  5. A Saucer Crashed On Earth. The Aliens Inside Were A Missing 1950s Jazz Band | Sci-Fi

    2 days ago

    A Saucer Crashed On Earth. The Aliens Inside Were A Missing 1950s Jazz Band | Sci-Fi

    🔗 Official Links 📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrors 📚 Galactic Horrors eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks ☕ Support the stories (Ko-fi): https://ko-fi.com/galactichorrors 📖 Written by Galactic Horrors Sci-Fi Subgenres: Aliens + High Strangeness + Secret Experiments / Black Projects The military intercepts a crashed saucer-shaped craft, only to discover the extraterrestrials inside are exact genetic matches for a famous missing 1950s jazz band. The occupants now possess four arms each and speak exclusively in complex mathematical equations. A baffled lead scientist races to decode their equations before the government incinerates the facility. ⚠️ Content Ownership Notice All stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights. 📜 Fictional Work Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental. #scifi #scifihorror #creepypasta Disclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

    51 min
  6. Subject E.B.E: The Extraterrestrial Transport | Sci-Fi

    2 days ago

    Subject E.B.E: The Extraterrestrial Transport | Sci-Fi

    📖 Written by Galactic Horrors During a graveyard shift on a desolate Nevada highway, a state trooper stops an unmarked convoy truck leaking freezing, pitch-black liquid onto the asphalt. The driver and armed contractors are too frightened to behave like ordinary smugglers, and the moment the trooper tries to call in the stop, every radio channel carries the same calm federal voice ordering him to forget the truck before he has even given his location. When he forces his way into the cargo hold, his flashlight finds a pale, many-jointed extraterrestrial body suspended in chains, its skin sweating black coolant that freezes before it hits the floor. The convoy’s panic becomes understandable when the refrigeration unit fails and the entity briefly wakes. Before it can speak, several contractors immediately turn their weapons on themselves, not out of loyalty but terror, as if hearing the creature’s voice would do something worse than kill them. A wounded contractor tells the trooper that the alien becomes docile near old nuclear test sites, which is why the route cuts through the Nevada desert instead of any sane transport corridor. Radiation does not poison it; low-level fallout calms it, like a familiar environmental pressure from whatever place or condition it came from. ⚠️ Content Ownership Notice All stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights. 📜 Fictional Work Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental. #scifi #scifihorror #creepypasta Disclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

    51 min
  7. I Am Humanity's Last Admiral. My Fleet Is Trapped In An Endless Extinction Event | Sci-Fi

    3 days ago

    I Am Humanity's Last Admiral. My Fleet Is Trapped In An Endless Extinction Event | Sci-Fi

    🔗 Official Links 📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrors 📚 Galactic Horrors eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks ☕ Support the stories (Ko-fi): https://ko-fi.com/galactichorrors 📖 Written by Galactic Horrors Sci-Fi Subgenres: Military + Space Opera + Aliens A battered armada—the last remnants of humanity—is fleeing across the galaxy, hunted relentlessly by a fanatical alien religious covenant. The fleet’s supreme commander is trapped in a brutal time loop, dying horribly in ship-to-ship combat or boarding actions every few days. He must endure the psychological trauma of seeing humanity exterminated thousands of times to find the single, flawless tactical retreat that buys them another week of survival. ⚠️ Content Ownership Notice All stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights. 📜 Fictional Work Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental. #scifi #scifihorror #creepypasta Disclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

    1hr 6min
  8. I'm On A 20 Year Mission To Alpha Centauri. Mission Control Is Hiding Something Horrifying

    3 days ago

    I'm On A 20 Year Mission To Alpha Centauri. Mission Control Is Hiding Something Horrifying

    🔗 Official Links 📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrors 📚 Galactic Horrors eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks ☕ Support the stories (Ko-fi): https://ko-fi.com/galactichorrors 📖 Written by Galactic Horrors A lone astronaut on a twenty-year sub-light mission to Alpha Centauri begins to notice continuity errors in the mission control videos he receives from Earth. As equipment malfunctions pile up, he must determine if he is suffering from severe isolation-induced paranoia, or if Earth actually went silent fifteen years ago and her ship's computer is generating deepfakes to keep him docile. ⚠️ Content Ownership Notice All stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights. 📜 Fictional Work Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental. #scifi #scifihorror #creepypasta Disclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

    56 min
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Original dark science fiction stories, told as standalone narrated episodes. Ships, stations, labs and border worlds; deep-space missions, black projects, quarantined facilities and forgotten sectors where the plan makes sense on paper right up until it doesn’t. These are slow-burn, grounded stories about technology, secrecy and the people caught in the gap between what was promised and what actually happens. If you like quiet dread, institutional cover-ups and futures that feel uncomfortably plausible, this is your channel. All stories, artwork, and thumbnails are original to Galactic Horrors. We do not accept submissions. Disclosure: This show includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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  • Creator
    Galactic Horrors
  • Years Active
    2023 - 2026
  • Episodes
    610
  • Rating
    Clean
  • Copyright
    © Galactic Horrors
  • Show Website
    Galactic Horrors

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