I focus all my energy into become a faster, stronger, and better version of myself.

Kudzu is going to destroy something called Aevum.

Technology won’t protect you from being attacked for fresh water. A badass blade will. Back in Eden where I grew up, the closest thing to knifework I’d experienced was cutting up a loaf of warm...

Who the hell are you?

A mix of revenge, sadness and anger funnels into a decision that’s so simple and neat, it could fit in my pocket. I will help Kudzu destroy Aevum. Just like Magnus destroyed my mother.

My fingers find his. They are warm, pulsing with genetically altered blue blood, powered by mirror matter.

Out here we speak Malspeak, a mangle of English and old languages like Spanish, Mandarin, and Russian. Dialects from a time when the land was defined by many borders. Now there’s only one that matters....

I smile broadly, feeling as warm and full as the sun.

I can almost see the processes whirrling clunkily in his singularix, as his excited nervous system battled with his logic circuits.