When Gilded Towers Fall: The Collision of Cyberpunk Noir and Abyssal Cosmic Horror
A New Beginning...
The Board thinks they own Nexopolis. And for centuries, they’ve been right. They botted the neon, trademarked the cybernetics, and sanitized the grid. It’s a flawless grift—until you meet Voss.
Voss is OmniCorp’s ghost in the machine. A heavily augmented enforcer with no sentiment and a reputation for resolving the "unfortunate situations" the Executives want buried. He moves through the elite sectors and the grimy streets like a surgeon, clinical and brutal. He knows the rules of the corporate game by heart.
But The Proxy isn't about the game he knows. It's about what happens when the floor of reality drops out from under you.
A new job plunges Voss into the darkest corner of the city foundations—places where OmniCorp’s standard-issue kinetic-shields and thermal sensors are useless. He finds himself isolated, trapped in a subterranean nightmare where magic isn't corporate property... it’s an archaic, suffocating cosmic weight. He is hunted by abominations that shouldn't exist, forced to face a primal, ancient force that renders all his technological dominance irrelevant.
The name whispered in the shadows is the one the Board thought they had sanitized. The ghost is waking up: Varek Tor.
The Proxy is the visceral beginning of the Eldros Psionica series. It is not just a story about a corporate raid. It is the story of an operative being hollowed out and reforged by a god. The City is a powder keg, and Voss just lit the fuse on an apocalypse.
Eldros Psionica: The Proxy is a relentless plunge into Tech Noir and Lovecraftian dread. Are you ready to see what's waiting in the Hollows? Pick up your copy on Amazon today!
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