Bøger af Jason Wolfe

The last daughter of the infamous pirate, Bartholomew Roberts, (aka Black Bart), Amelia Roberts enrolls in a pirate academy in an effort to follow in her late father's footsteps.Little does she know what real education lies in store for her when the sins and saints of the past arise in true force to haunt the present. In a world molded by magic, upended by science and fraught with political intrigue, for a young Pyrate there exists only one stable truth: beware the False God.

For thousands of years humans have been obsessed with the ideas of fate and destiny. Who am I? Why am I here? What is my purpose?For most of that time, many fiends, parasites and predators have fed on the innocent yearnings to sate their own appetites for power. Very few ever find true enlightenment. Partially because they haven't the will to seek it, this is true. But also because many are never even made aware that such a thing is even there to find at all.It doesn't take a genius to work out why. The eponymous "masters of mankind" couldn't exactly have all their servants running off and finding their own way through the woods.No. In order for civilization to thrive, humanity at large must be bought at pittance rates. Substituting vague desires for peace and empty social posturing for real virtue.These things are not unique to us in the modern day. But what is is our access to information. We, all of us, have at our disposal all the data, all the wisdom, all the collected learning that used to, not a few generations ago, be reserved for the intelligentsia. The learned "elites", whose only real claim to their throne was that they had enough spare time and wealth to devote to the study of things not directly pertaining to survival.We now have the power to decipher what the ancient sages had told each other. But where to even begin? I won't pretend to be a genius, a prophet or a messiah. Like you who is reading this, I'm just another animal scrabbling in the dark after thoughts that are only just within my ken.But like an animal, my will to survive is iron. And my will to not live my life in a cage is adamantium. So follow me through the dark spines and spires of oblivion if you dare. Let us seek knowledge and wisdom there together. Let us break our chains, throw off our hoods and bask in the fires of our own existence.

Since the defeat of the False God by the hands of his own Dark Apprentice, the world has known an unprecedented Era of peace and prosperity. With all the magicks and technologies gained from the Great War, the lights of science, art, progress and culture burned brighter than ever before.But that was what destroyed us. Our light drew things out from the Void, who ravaged and smashed our once great celestial bastions until naught but the gnawed scraps of civilization remain.Now we hang on the precipice of extinction. The Dark Father's minions rule the land, air and interplanetary stratas. Any forms of meaningful resistance have been all but eradicated, and Nihil blooms threaten to consume the whole of the planet.This is why we have contacted you. If you are reading this, then you are our final hope for a bright and noble future.Please, if you have a shred of goodness or decency about you, we beseech you, help us.