Gray Nine

Dedicated to the dreams of my youth.

Is this world fantastical, scientific, or uncanny? Is it a world of worlds beyond worlds, of heavens beyond heavens, where good and evil are clearly divided? Faith may not be useless, and science may not be able to explain the truth behind everything. Between black and white lies another layer: a hazy gray, blending into darkness and emerging in the light. Perhaps everything begins with me. Here, science collides with the fantastical, and the uncanny resonates with gunfire. What is right may not truly be right, and what is wrong may not be wrong. This is a story of gray!