A priest who must murder to keep living, a blind boy with a sword and vengeance in his heart, a war the likes of which the world has never seen, and the thing that was a man but who would be a god pulling all the strings
It’s 7:48 in the morning, I haven’t even had my coffee yet, and I’m watching as they’re hauling my body out of the river. I’m an Upload, a clone. They’ve mapped my genes, replicated my DNA, made a copy, and now I need to solve my own murder.