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394 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 1, 2017
“Religion and politics were diseases. Even money, that great builder of civilizations, was part of that sickness. Of what use are such trappings when you were immortal and could define your reality like a god? Reality was such a chaotic mess. One look at the news; starvation, poverty, and war unending. He would fix all of that. Virtuality was the answer to everything.”
“Is there anything sexier than nerd chicks?”
“No, unless you’re Gal Gadot” – (This reply is not in the book. You can only read it here because it’s provided sincerely by me.)
“Take the easy road and at the end, you will feel you have achieved nothing. Try the difficult shit and you’ll enjoy your successes.”
“Never forget your failures, they’ll teach you more than your successes.”
'Gun fights weren’t about who shot first, they were about who got shot first.'
"Meat brains were the past. They age and rot and die, doomed from the day they’re born. Sickness, disease, cancer. Those were yesterday’s problems. Tomorrow was a whole new reality, one without filth and famine and poverty. Virtuality is the new reality."
“Hindsight is merciless,” said Abdul. “And self-pity a useless indulgence.”
'At the end of the hall, exiting a room, was death. A gleaming chrome skull with long fangs. A ridiculous ninja outfit, and two samurai swords dripping blood and gore. It looked so much like something off one of those gory morning cartoons Griffin didn’t want to take it seriously. It flicked the swords and the walls were cut with two neat lines of red spray. The swords were now spotless.'
The woman stood beside Griffin, staring at Abdul in undisguised fascination. “It’s huge.”
Lokner’s expression would be right at home on a pedophile in a playschool but maybe creepier.
Meat death. Machine death. Was there a difference? Wasn’t dead just dead?