Sacrificial Pieces is now on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NJ7381N/! What I like to think of as the Gam3’s Prequel Trilogy is done. If you’ve enjoyed the series please leave a rating on Amazon, it makes a massive difference!
I’ve never been one to promote my own work much, and the truth of the matter is I don’t think it’s good enough. Not only is the Gam3 incomparable to many other great series, but the books I’ve written have never been able to stand up to the ideas in my head—the novels I want to write.
It’s been an amazing journey becoming an author and being able to write for a living, but I feel like I’ve let everyone down because I haven’t given writing my all. Instead, my focus has been more on playing games, reading books, watching TV, and consuming content in practically every form imaginable. Five years ago this would have been my dream, but it hasn’t left me fulfilled. Perhaps it’s just human nature but I’m not content with where I’m at. I’m not happy with my work so far, with my life so far, and with the world so far. I hope to fix all that, though changing the world is probably wishful thinking.
So I’m going to continue to write something else. That means the Gam3 will probably take a longer hiatus than I intended. To be honest, I’m not sure how long it will be, but I have every intention of continuing Alan’s story, and hopefully when I do return I have the ability to bring the characters and universe to life in a way I haven’t managed yet. I want to level up my writing abilities, and right now I think the best way to do that is to focus on another story for a while.
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Thanks for reading my work so far, and I hope to publish another series someday soon!
Time stopped, and beings descended. They examined the frozen scene. A Predecessor in the midst of death, a Traveller erasing himself.
Wipe the entire server. It’s time we started from scratch.
No. There are too many ongoing storylines, too many resources already devoted to this project.
Reverse time. Fork it.
No. The Gam3 will not be restored by backups. Play with a copy on your private server.
It’s not the same. You never provide true copies.
The catacombs were laid out like a graveyard, a mass burial site for the living. It was as heavily guarded as the imperial palace, if not more so. Predecessors, giant mechs, and numerous servants stood at the gate and patrolled the grounds.
Extending his senses, Alan found that this place amplified signals rather than absorbing them. It felt like he could reach out and connect to the satellites and starships orbiting the planet.
A massive half-sphere mausoleum that looked like a space observatory lay at the center of the catacombs. A massive wave of signals was constantly being broadcast from it. Smaller half-sphere buildings dotted the grounds as well, also trading signals with the stars.
“Looking for something?” Phantom asked. He and Alan stood alone in the Titan’s hold, where the items from the Black Rose guild had been stored, as well as the power armor, weapons, and miscellaneous drops from the crew Alan had eliminated.
“Checking what was nabbed,” Alan said. “This has to be what, at least a few billion credits? I should get credit for retrieving some of it.”
“Don’t count on it,” Phantom said.
“I remember in the original message that if the Extinction Event is too brutal on the infrastructure then game areas may be reset,” Alan said. “Where did the nukes go?”
“They’re in a safe location,” Phantom said. “I couldn’t help but notice you took an interest in my bomb designs. Looking for something in particular?”
“Trying to figure out a weapon capable of killing one of the Three,” Alan said. He manipulated Counterfeit to bring up only the reverse option of the end to an empire quest and showed it to Phantom.
“That’s why you want to meet the Emperor, to complete a quest? Alan, let me tell you now, you do not want to meet the Emperor,” Phantom said. “Twice, twice I have met the devil, and each time brought new levels of suffering that I had not imagined possible.”
“Thanks for the warning, but I can handle myself,” Alan said.
The moment the dropship left Khersath’s atmosphere, the presence was there. It was as undeniable as bright sunlight drilling into Alan’s retinas. And his eyes were now more sensitive than most.
A living god. One of the Three. A behemoth that single-handedly swallowed up fleets and came out stronger when the battle was done. The Weaver.
It turned out they had met before. The Weaver had been part of the AI interaction examination. An entire galaxy, wrapped up inside a single construct. It had pierced through and examined Alan’s brain in an instant, reorganizing it and granting him computational energy, in addition to the data interaction ability.
All of Alan’s plans began to unravel. If this was the entity he needed to bypass, to fool, he would never have a chance. This signal was so strong, so powerful that it drowned everything else out. There was only one option.
Alan connected to the Weaver. The Weaver accepted the connection. Alan could feel that the connection was but one of millions. Billions.