Aliens... they came, they saw, they conquered. Our world was was nothing to them but an asset to be stripped of resources. Even 600 years after the majority of them departed, humanity still struggles to survive in the mess they left behind. Together with their horde of genetically altered life forms and the hostile...
Prophecies don't just fix themselves. For every doomsday that never happened, there is a Fate Cipher carefully untangling the tapestry, unraveling the threads of destiny. When a Valkyrie tracks down Ikepela Ives drowning her sorrows at the local tikki bar, her day goes from bad to worse. There's an old prophecy stirr...
"Usually innocents like you have time to grow into their magic before they have to break the rules. You don't have that time, Minta. Please believe me, you need to be ready. I'm risking everything to make you ready." I stopped and searched his eyes for further explanation, and there was a near moment of clarity before...