Bless You, Prophet  is a sci-fantasy novel that asks one simple question: can peace be attained without violence—and, better yet, can it be sustained without suffering? Here, upon the supercontinent known as Halvara, magic is real. Tyler is real. And His hand has reached down and laid claim to numerous lives as the technological republic of the Paysonians battles ferociously against the enlightened dominion of the Tylerists. The Tylerists have the Messiah, an angelic Tyler-sent being. The Paysonians have endless waves of mechanized terrors. Both have been to the ends of the Earth and back to topple their enemy. Both have been equally unsuccessful.​

There's a problem; the war is over. The Prophet was summoned decades ago to do so. But in performing his mission, he may have inadvertently doomed the entirety of mankind to a dire fate beyond mere death. Worse still, the Messiah has gone missing. Vanished without a trace. And with a Tylerist People rapidly losing faith, a Paysonian conglomerate growing further distressed, and a peace teetering on the brink of total collapse, the Prophet is left without guidance—without hope.

And that's where we find him: ten years from the day where everything changed. When he was left behind with nothing but questions and heartache. When dreams turned to nightmares and the future turned bleak and dark. When the days became long. And the nights longer still.

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