Reposting my fifth NaNoWriMo, edited and ready to party. The bastard child of the Omnian saga swings back in full force and she's about to hit like a ton of bricks. Not feathers, friend: bricks. You want to get hit by some bricks? No? How about some CLASSY WORLDBUILDING, CON ARTISTS, AT LEAST TWO CULTS, some POLYAMOROUS BANDITS, SEVERAL REINCARNATION SIDEPLOTS, and BAD PUNS? 

If you said yes to at least two of those things, probably the cults, not going to lie, the Dog Day Wars might be your book. If you didn't, well... no one said you had to have fun. 

The chapters will begin posting weekly, so I'm bumping from two chapters to three weekly. At this point I'll probably end up at seven before the end of the year. Won't that be a spectacle? Anyways, strap in and if you like Omnia, get ready to see Omnia at its absolute worst. Possibly the greatest crisis of faith this side of the holy war in Queen of Spades, told from the point of view from two wisecracking con artists who spend the apocalypse selling sedatives to the magically cranked-up public. It's perhaps not the nicest book I've ever written, but if it sounds gritty, don't worry-- it's also a ton of fun.