Humanity had left long ago, ascending like they had planned for so long. They left behind a universe full of wonders for their creations to explore, guided by a chosen one of their own. Kaylin was supposed to be that chosen—to shepherd the new races and set them on the right path before joining the rest of Humanity in Ascension. Fifteen millenia too late, she awakens to a universe no longer in need of her guidance, filled with machines that no longer seem to follow the rules Humanity had set for them.

Kelto had always liked his job. Translating ancient texts left behind by the Watchers brought him to the edges of known space, far away from the city planets of the core in which he had grown. When a routine expedition goes awry, Kelto abandons the long-dormant ruins, chasing after a truth he'd long assumed to be impossible. Those who had made the Watchers were not, as often assumed, extinct—and he'd found one.

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