An offbeat exotic romantic fantasy hitched to the idea that mortals perceived time as free will, bore witness to the metaphoric scars of macroscopic events from the perspective of relationships between individuals and entities that coexisted from time since the first starfarers roamed the universe.
In its early expansion, strangeness abounded through a dense esoteric universe. The first Ancients found secrets to the stars and became starfarers by harnessing tiny black stars of that time. They were all presumed ruined by supernovas, as voracious black stars grew to spawned galaxies. Others rose on their heels to lay claim on what secrets made.
The epic War of Cataclysm was in a time of this early universe. A time when galaxies were torn asunder for causes and powers fought for the secrets found that were availed to those who could claim them first.
This online version of the novel is a nearly complete storyline compiled with a series of branching short tales under Scar Anthology. Together they fill the breadth of a very enlightening era, where social equations are like the shifting stardust in Jack’s travels.
Anthology contains the charming side stories that can be read on its own in any order, filling the story’s universe missing details.
Who’s Jack of Spades? Well, that’s part of the story. He isn’t ordinary for he got a very special blind date. He doesn’t know it yet. Sure adventures and all that come with it, since he has to cross the universe for his date. Sometime, love hit like a star and you don’t get it. Go ahead, knock yourself out but don’t expect a date like his. Fate knows him, it wrote his fable.
He would be a legend of his time, gained eternal litany of remembrance alongside with the Celestial Hunters, perhaps the most feared legend in the universe.
Is fate the ultimate order in this galactic vista? Yet there are things in Jack’s universe that define it otherwise and that would seemingly seduce him as part of something greater than one might imagine, a darker secret older than stars.
Something was a design on the universe and that he was a part in it. What had been his free will was a page written by fate, as he stumbled in the turns and twists of a mystery that had never left this universe. He would discover in seven wonders of revelation what one of the greatest starfaring race had made before it vanished. The first and oldest was on Assegaipocalypse, presumed tip of the Spear of Destiny. Was the Cradle of Eternity real? His past and future became a mystery inside a riddle in which death played more than a part.
Written in the book of days that when Death held the Jack of Spades, Fate held the Fool Card and trumped Death’s hand.
His life on the margins cheated more than death on the forge of fate; he must ascend by something godlike before his part was filled. Would something that plays fate be such a god device, and how could a romance with it works out? This universe astounded with vivid strangeness like a spiked dream with the voices of adventure, mystery and romance composed in polyphonic score.
By 2100, the fin-de-siècle of brave new worlds replete with angsts, hopes and dreams readily took into the reaches of space. Humanity began with fears of losing itself. The optimistic cultural changes eschewed technophobia, but loomed under the spectre of machine genocide betrayed by artificial intelligence. Old Earth stayed in this carpe diem of a decadence exposé contrived of bygone glory and idyllic ignorance for the illusion of safety.
The time of reckoning has come when ancient celestial devices made of war will show us what powers that must never be tempted again, as the epic planetary odyssey awaited his gathering, a motley troupe that became stranger than fiction, with the universe’s deepest secrets locked in some celestial mysteries that were more than some riddles inside a puzzle.
