EVE: The Empyrean Age: The Empyrean Age (EVE Series)

Product Description

The first novel based on the wildly popular role playing game EVE Online, EVE: The Empyrean Age brings this compelling science fiction environment to life. A clone with no name or past awakens to a cruel existence, hunted mercilessly for crimes he may never know; yet he stands close to the pinnacle of power in New Eden.A disgraced ambassador is confronted by a mysterious woman who knows everything about him, and of the sinister plot against his government; his actions will one day unleash the vengeful wrath of an entire civilization.And among the downtrodden masses of a corporation-owned world, a man named Tibus Heth is about to launch a revolution that will change the course of history. The confluence of these dark events will lead humanity towards a tragic destiny. The transcendence of man to the dream of immortality has bred a quest for power like none before it; empires spanning across thousands of stars will clash in the depths of space and on the worlds within. Those who stand before the tides of war, willingly or not, must face the fundamental choices that have been with man for tens of thousands of years, unchanged since the memory of Earth was lost.This is EVE, The Empyrean Age. A test of our convictions and the will to survive.

About the Author

Tony Gonzales is the IP Development Manager for CCP Games in Reykjavik, Iceland, and is the author of two EVE Online novellas,
Ruthless and
Theodicy, as well as
EVE: The Empyrean Age. He lives in New Jersey.

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

Chapter One
The first experience of life was a bright point of light followed by the sound of distant, muted whispers. A flood of sensory information registered self-awareness, when just before there was only a sea of blackness. A new mind took inventory of the world surrounding him: his chest, rising and falling with the sensation of air rushing into his lungs; the taste of saliva and the contraction of throat muscles as he swallowed; hands that opened and closed into fists as he commanded; all virgin experiences, so it seemed, for a man who was just born inside a coffin.
Lying supine, he blinked several times, struggling to make sense of his narrow confines. A glass shield was just inches from his face, where he gazed with frustrating uncertainty upon a reflection that was his own. An older man, with creases stretched across a high forehead and steel-grey eyes set upon severe cheekbones, returned the bewildered stare.
Who am I? this lost soul asked, struggling to reach backwards in time for a memory or reference, anything to place this surreal state of being into context. But there was nothing there, and the sea of blackness prevailed.
As he tried to lift his shoulders, a medical device descended from inside the chamber and passed a bluish light over the entire length of his body. It was then that he realized the base of his skull was fastened to the bed’s surface, and that the connection was through a metallic socket implanted directly into the bone.
I am a capsuleer, he realized, peering through the glass at a ceiling high above. One of the immortals, but… what happened to me? The device hovered over his squinting eyes before an artificial voice spoke softly:
‘Good morning. Your vital signs are excellent. Try to relax while I assess the rebuilding progress of your temporal lobe. Scanning…’
With the centre light focusing on his eyes, additional beams were projected onto his face. Then he felt a tingling sensation in the back of his head.
‘I’m going to ask you several questions,‘ the voice continued. He found her voice soothing, despite its artificial tone. ‘Do you know what today’s date is?’
‘No,‘ he answered. ‘Where am I?’
The voice remained impassive, but gentle. ‘Do you know what your name is?’
He was about to answer ‘No’ in desperation again when a bright flash illuminated the room beyond the glass, followed by a loud muffled thud that shook the chamber. He felt his